Until we leave to go see Ryan!! Eight more days until we see him!
A few sickies here--but nothing too horrible. It's not a virulent stomach flu, thankfully. Jake did manage to 'barp' in his bed for easy clean-up.
Jake: Mom...can you thange my theets?
Me: Why do you want me to change your sheets?
Jake: Dey stinky.
Me: Why are they stinky?
Jake: I barped.
Me: You barfed?
Jake: Yes. (proudly) I barped. (then he turns and yells to his siblings...) Hey guys...I BARPED!
Me: Why do you want me to change your sheets?
Jake: Dey stinky.
Me: Why are they stinky?
Jake: I barped.
Me: You barfed?
Jake: Yes. (proudly) I barped. (then he turns and yells to his siblings...) Hey guys...I BARPED!
They all seem to have a new zest for life this week, despite the sickness, because it has been in the 50's and sunny every day. It's supposed to rain all weekend, so we are trying to enjoy it while we can.
Jake has been on a roll lately saying amusing things. Last night he snuggled up to me on the couch as I was leafing through a magazine on how to get organized. No snide comments...hee. He commented on each page as if it were a catalog.
Jake: I want dat for my birfday.
Me: You want golf clubs for your birthday? He doesn't even know what they are.
Jake: I want you to buy me a baby.
Me: You can't buy babies, Jakie.
Jake: Well, I dike dem. I want you to buy me one. A boy one.
Me: Um...no. Sorry. You will have to choose a different birthday present.
Me: You want golf clubs for your birthday? He doesn't even know what they are.
Jake: I want you to buy me a baby.
Me: You can't buy babies, Jakie.
Jake: Well, I dike dem. I want you to buy me one. A boy one.
Me: Um...no. Sorry. You will have to choose a different birthday present.
Later Jillian sat down beside me. She and Molly were watching a TLC show about a family adopting a little boy. She said, 'I want you to adopt a baby girl. '
ACK!
'Babies are a lot of work, Jillian.
"I know but I would help you. I REALLY want to buy those cute little clothes to dress her in."
Oh...so that is the real reason. I think we should start avoiding those cute baby clothes at Target that seem to always be strategically placed where everyone has to walk past them.
Just so you know...there are NO PLANS to adopt any babies. And to take your mind off that possibility, here are some photos from yesterday to distract you.
Is there anything cuter than a little boy playing with this trains?
I want to remember what their little hands looked like, so I'm trying to get photos of their hands, doing the things they like best.
The big girls had a half-day of school, so big sister Jillian played indoors with Jake part of the day.
Zoey wanted to try roller skates. Despite a 3 inch difference in her leg and a foot that turns sideways, she pulled it off.
"I okay, Mom!"
Not sure how the guitar/tennis racket fits in, but whatever...
Big sister, Molly, organized a little ride for the two who were feeling a bit under the weather. They briefly forgot they were sick.
Miss Katie-bug had a bit of baby butt crack goin' on.
Miss Chloe doing her thing
Sooo glad he can pump now... :)
Zoey is learning to pump, too.
Sometimes the big kids like to swing, too.
