Jul 28, 2008

For once he didn't do it!

Hunter was absolutely delighted two nights ago. For once someone did something bad and it wasn't him. Daddy did it. A boy, it was a goody! This picture doesn't even come close to doing it justice. Tone went to grab the full bottle of Teriyaki marinade (think Costco size) from the top shelf, and he dropped it. It crashed out of his hands and spread about a years supply of sticky marinade all over my kitchen. I had just spent most of the day deep cleaning the kitchen, and so apparently, Tone was going to great lengths to get me to mop the floor as well. It splashed all over Tone, nailed every cabinet, covered the floor, and completed covered every inch of the inside of my fridge, and we even found a few dots on the ceiling! Hunter was in heaven. For a whole hour while he watched us clean up, he leaned over the counter asked Daddy what he thought he was doing when he made that huge mess. He told Daddy to be more careful. He asked Daddy why he did that. He told Daddy that he did a bad thing. And so it went. Every phrase I have told Hunter for the last few months when he got in trouble was gleefully being repeated to Daddy. Hunter has never had such a good night.
(This was following a bad morning when Hunter got into his school supplies, ate candy of the forbidden candy bowl, pooed his pants instead of going in the toilet, and opened up the sugar canister and scooped himself some sugar to eat, all before 8:30 am)

Jul 26, 2008

String, Carpet Shampoo, and Preschool

So our fish that Hunter got over two years ago finally died. It was a long life for a little Beta fish and I am wondering if the name Hunter gave it added to it's life span. He had named the fish, "Jesus". So this week we went and got a new fish. He is reddish purple. Very pretty. Hunter named him, "String". I told him this wasn't a name, but Hunter was adament that that should definately be the fish's new name. So "String"'s name still stands.
Last night Hunter thought it would be cool so take the carpet shampoo squirt bottle and squirt Sissy's little bald head down. Apparently she was dirty. He found out it wasn't cool. She enjoyed her bath after we rinsed her eys out.

I don't want to put Hunter is preschool, but I have noticed that he is ready for some pre-K learning. So this week we have been doing "school" everyday. I got some beginning letter and learning preschool workbooks (this was A for alligator week), and all of my manipulatives (that I have several boxes of from teaching kindergarten). Yesterday we played with colored bears making patterns. He did pretty well. He gets simple patterns and we were working on some harder ones. We also have done some mazes, beginning writing (that's not going so well), and letter recognition. He already knows his colors and shapes and how to count to 14. After that he just says random numbers with "teen" on the end. He colors and draws almost everyday. He also loves reading books with me everyday. He LOVES it and it's special time for him and me. We will do it three times a week when school starts up because two days a week I go to women's Bible studies where he gets to play with other kids and interact with them.
We went to Auntie Katie's house to swim in her apartment's pool. Hunter was making sure that he wouldn't drown with a lifejacket on, a little tube, and legs through Ainsley's baby boat. I'm pretty confident he was safe. You oughta see him run and jump in with this on. It's a run, and plop float. He can swim well with just his lifejacket, but somehow all of this on was more fun. He didn't get out of the pool for three hours. It was hot out so he didn't turn purple like he usually does when he swims.
He was in love with Katie's cat, but the cat was not so in love with him, so we put him up on the fridge to pet the cat in his hiding spot. The cats finally ventured down by the end of our visit. Ainsley kept poking the cat and then getting excited everytime she poked it. She'd say, "Meeee, Meee!" (for meow)

Jul 24, 2008

Hunter's new toy train from Grandpa Stover

Hunter got this really cool train from Grandpa Stover in the mail. Grandpa Stover made it for him and he has been playing with it for the last three days. He took the packing material and stuck it in all the holes for "coal." Even Sissy pushes it around and says "Whoo whoo!" I think she means "choo choo!" Ainsley also (finally!) started signing what she wants the last couple of days after months of signing to her. She signs "more" and "thirsty" and "all done." She also tries to say them at the same time, but it much easier to know what she wants when she puts the sign with it. Yay! Not as much guess work!

Unpacking the box after he woke up. He was excited to get something in the mail "just for me!" He is a little distracted during this video because one of his favorite videos is on the TV.

Jul 22, 2008

Silly baby!

Eating dinner tonight she got so messy and made some funny faces. She was having a good time eating.
Ainsley for the last two days has been wanted to stand up all the time. She climbed up on her little rocking chair and played in it for a long time, and then she got brave and decided to stand in it. She usually gets a really excited look on her face when she stands by herself and waits for me to say, "yay Ainsley!" And then she grins or claps. I wish I could get this video turned around of her standing on the chair. Oh well.

Ainsley and I outside today. Me and my pretty baby in our backyard. It's been in the low 90's here this week and it's just been beautiful out. This was taken around 7:00 pm and we played outside for a while.

Jul 21, 2008

Bass Lake Vacation

We had such a great time at Bass Lake with the family. How do I take 100 fun photos and condence them into just a few for this blog?

Here are some highlights of the trip.

There were sweet peas growing everywhere, so I picked some for our picnic table and harvested some seeds for our garden this next spring. Ainsley liked the flowers, but what she really like where the ducks at the lake and the deer that visited every evening. Her new big words for the week were "Duck!" and "Quack, Quack, Quack!!!" Bobbing her head very hard as she says it.

We rode to the store around the corner for ice cream. They both ate their own huge scoop. Sissy wasn't too thrilled with the helmet, it kept slipping around, but it was the smallest one I could find in stores. I think Hunter has outgrown his helmet as it doesn't want to fit right on his head. We have helmet issues this year.

Daddy and the kids just playing around. Daddy was a lot of fun this week and when we played games in the evening, he got so into them that everyone just laughed and laughed at the crazy things he was saying. But really...how competitive can you be on a game called "Pass the Pigs" ?
This is hands down, my most favorite picture of all time. The big thing was to try and stand up on the tube while being pulled by the boat. Hahahaha! Krista felt her ride with mom wasn't interesting enough and tried to kill her while standing up. Hahahahaha!
We rode the tube because we rented a boat with the Berg family for an afternoon. Hunter loved his slow ride which felt very fast to him. I just about got killed with Krista on my ride. I had bruises all down my arm and a huge purple chin by the time we were done. The lake was really rough, and skiing was pretty impossible. Hunter watched us bucking around on the tube and told Shelley Berg, "I went that fast too!" In his little mind, he did! I'll be the first to say though that I am not sure that anyone got the ride I got!
The next day we went to Yosemite. We just drove down into the valley, walked to Bridal Veil Falls, and then drove back. We were planning on doing other things, but for one thing or another, it didn't work out.

Here are the sisters at Bridal Veil Falls. Hunter loved climbing on the rocks around the stream. He thought it was great and is off doing that with Daddy while we pose.
Hunter got really comfortable in his life jacket and all he wanted to was swim out to the dock and jump off. Here he is running and jumping. Daddy in convinced him to go off head first and backwards, but neither of those worked out too good for him. Running and jumping was the most fun. The dock was a ways out there but he swam back and forth all day long in his little lifejacket.
Ainsley in her baby boat. She like paddling around in it for a while, but then she wanted back on the beach to sit on her blanket and eat crackers. She mostly sat on the beach eating and playing the sand the whole week. Oh, and quacking at the ducks who kept coming up and trying to sneak her crackers.
There was a log in our little swimming cove that everyone tried to conquer. Tone is on it but about ready to fall off as I pull it over.
Lest you think I never got on....here's proof that I did. After a day of playing on this, I had big purple bruises all down my leg to add to my arm and chin. I was looking good by the end of the week. But I conquered that log!

Hunter playing in the lake water.
Ainsley loved filling her bucket with sand and alternately eating it. It didn't seem to bother her though.
Hunter loved this waverunner so much that he didn't want to get off, and had the biggest fit of his life. He had to be dragged back to the beach. So not cool. Then for sure, he wasn't getting another turn after that. But at least he had fun and wasn't scared!
We rode the train at Sugar Pine just by Yosemite. Hunter looked at the brochure with all the pictures of it for about an hour. He was in heaven and thought that the train was GREAT! Ainsley like to look over the edge and point at the trees going by.
Watching the engine go!
It was a great week and we came back relaxed and happy. Hunter improved his swimming skills, Ainsley can now "quack", and so all in all, quite productive.

Jul 11, 2008

To My Little One (written last month)

Little one,
I ache that it won't be my finger you will grasp,
As you take those tottering first steps.
But awed that you will be grasping the gentle finger of God.
You were here in secret mystery,
And left taking with you a mother's hope.
But not her love which is connected by an unbreakable cord.
Instead of being born in innocence and into pain,
You are carried gently to a place,
Where the dirt of the world will never marr your soul.
But rather your soul and self,
Will become all that it's meant to be without contamination.
God takes joy over you
And all the intricasies of who you are.
You are His delight.
He spent as much time creating you,
As someone who spends years going gray here.
With an eternal purpose.
And you will bloom and grow in a place of perfect love,
Becoming all you were designed to be.
And one day, I will meet you, my wonderful child.
God's perfection in you.
I will run to my child,
And hold you as I have been waiting to do.
I am always your Mommy.
And I so love you.

Jul 9, 2008

Getting creative with our matchbox cars

Hunter is really, really, really, into his matchbox cars right now. He loves cars! Here is a track that we made together.

Trip to Missouri

We had a great time on our trip to Missouri to visit my in-laws and nephew and nieces. The grandparents took me, my kids, and my sister-in-laws kids on a road trip down in Arkansas to go camping their motorhome. We went water-skiing on a lake, played in a fishing hole, caught crawdads and tadpoles, fed fish at a hatchery, went to a gospel music fest and country hoedown (both Dad's idea), went to an 1800's themed amusement park, watched fireworks, and had a great time. Here are some pictures:
Daddy helped us get to the airport before he had to work, so the kids are waving at Daddy as they watch him prepare to leave before we have to catch our flight. That's Tone way back there in the Captain's seat. Here is a thought about flying. Why isn't that you can't recline your seat two inches while in take off and landing? You might die if it's reclined, but forward two inches....ahhh, now I have a chance. Also, the lady in front of me had a child on her lap in a baby carrier. The flight attendent told her she had to take it out for take-off and landing. Attatched to the mother....probably not gonna make it, but flying about the cabin, ahhhh, now the kid has a chance! American rules at it's finest folks!
Ainsley is just a head and two stick legs. This was not a thrill for her to wear on the boat.
Hunter loved swimming in the lake and really wanted to water ski but we didn't have a ski small enough for him.
All the kids on the boat. Sierra, Dean, and Aubrie all got up on the skis and did pretty well. I figure I did pretty well since I have a picture with all of them smiling in it.
Catching tadpoles.
I got one! This was the only one Hunter was able to catch without help so he was pretty proud of it. They are fast little buggers.
Ainsley loved sitting and playing the water with the rocks. I showed her a tadpole and she promptly picked it up and tried to eat it. I didn't show her any more.
I caught this crawdad, and Sierra was brave enough to touch it. Hunter wouldn't even hold the bowl or get within two feet of the bowl.
Feeding fish at the fish hatchery. This Hunter loved and kept running down to get more food to throw at them.
Ainsley and Grandpa looking at fish. They were very exciting to her. Grandpa held Ainsley the whole week, and by the end of the week, he was almost as good as Mommy. They became best buds.
Grandpa riding the kids around behind the lawn mower. These are the three who weren't currently riding the four wheeler. Hunter never did get brave enough to try the four wheeler, but preferred to be driven around in style like this.
Ainsley in the grass.
Aubrie is loving her cousin.
This was Ainsley's favorite toy for the week. She liked to sit on the second story and stick her legs out the window and door. Weird kid.
At the Amusement park. Ainsley rode her first ride, and really liked this butterfly.
All the kids at the amusement park. They are all smiling again (well, not Ainsley), but still this is quite an accomplishment after a long, tiring day riding rides, getting wet, and playing hard in the ball pit.
Happy fourth of July! Aren't they styling and ready for the fireworks! Hunter loved them for a while, but then the noise got to him, but Ainsley managed to take her first steps from lawn chair to lawn chair while we watched. She wasn't bothered a bit, but was more intent on seeing what was in the person's cup sitting next to us. This kid can eat, all she thinks about it is food, and that's why she took her first steps. For someone so tiny, she really packs it away!