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Isaac’s first day of school, part 1

I walked Isaac to school this morning for his first day.  6.27.09 Isaac's first day of school AM (3) Charlotte came with us and held  his hand as we headed off to school.  As he walked, Isaac turned to Charlotte and said “I love you, Charlotte” to which Charlotte replied “I love you too, Isaac.” 

At school he lined up right behind his best friend Sam Kelson.  I was glad he had a friend in his class to help him get over his shyness.  When they walked into the school, each time the line would lag a little bit, Sam would reach back and take Isaac’s hand to pull him forward.

As you might have guessed, I did cry a few times, but I’m not worried about him.  I’m excited for him to begin this adventure and I can’t wait to hear about his day.  I think I might be a little more nervous for him if it wasn’t for his friend Sam.  I know that with Sam there he won’t get too lonely or scared.

Bowling

Isaac has been really interested in going bowling since he saw the icon for it in his 8.25.09 Bowling (18)magnetic calendar.   The longer he had to wait, the more interested he became.  He checked out books on bowling at the library which he chose as bedtime stories multiple times and talked about it periodically through the weeks it took us to get around to actually going.  On the day of the big trip he saw a truck filled with tall skinny propane tanks and excitedly announced that the truck was filled with bowling things (because they looked like bowling pins to him).

On the way there and on the way back he excitedly intoned “Bowling is a fun sport?!”  When we told him his score at the end he proclaimed himself the winner.  To see a video of Isaac bowling, click here.  To see Charlotte bowl, click here.

I know, lets make a sign!

Ok, first of all, I have not felt any inspiration to blog lately so hopefully this post will end my 4 week hiatus and I will start blogging more often.  

Isaac is a very creative boy.  8.26.09 Isaac (2)Often when we talk about events or other such things, he suggests we make a sign.  On memorial day when I told him about my Grandma, he wanted to make a special sign for the yard to tell everyone that we were remembering Grandma O’Bryant.  Today, he really wanted to make a sign to announce that Grandma Bunny was going home and he wouldn’t be diverted from his idea.  He got the paper out, he found scraps of wood, attached the paper to the wood with tape, and asked me to write the words.  He had taped the paper so that there were two flaps and on one he had me write “Grandma Bunny is leaving” and on the other one he asked for “Grandma Bunny is coming.”  Next he found a scrap of wood with a pointed end and asked me to attach it to his sign.  Once attached we had to find a spot in the yard and hammer it in.  He is very proud of his sign, unfortunately the sun was in his eyes so I couldn’t get a great picture of him looking up—but you get the idea.

We’re having a . . . .

Today was my ultrasound and of course the big news is  we’ll be having another girl.  I’m always amazed at all the different things that they can see and measure and I can happily report that she passed every test and measurement.  Our fourth child now holds the record for giving the doctor the hardest time and for providing us with the worst ultrasound pictures.

 

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Some kids just love the bath

It turns out my assumption that Nicole is too short to climb into the bath was wrong.  I’ve 6.29.09 Nicole climbed in (5) seen her along the edge of the bath lifting up her little leg up to climb in and she’s never even gotten close. 

Yesterday, Charlotte had a bath in the middle of the day (she has been suddenly deciding that she’s dirty in the middle of the day).  I was helping Isaac with something when I noticed Nicole wasn’t in the living room.  As I started down the hall to locate her I heard Charlotte yell out “Mom, Nicole is in the bath” and sure enough there she was, fully dressed and happy as can be.

My Best-est Friend

my family 5 kids (2)There’s some unspoken rule where you’re not  allowed to say which of your children is your favorite or which of your siblings is your favorite—I guess I’m breaking that rule now.  (I honestly couldn’t really say which kid is my favorite, but that’s a tangent).

Krista and I have been really good friends for most of our lives.  We shared a single bed  when we were kids, although now I can’t really remember when that started or why—she did have her own bed. 

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Father’s Day Cards

I had the kids make cards for their dad for father’s day.  Basically, we make a little book and I ask the kids what it should say and then they draw and I label.  Their books always make me laugh. To see the cards, click on the link below

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Whisked to Memory Lane. . .

There are some things that instantly remind me of a time or a place or a person.  Today cookies I was at the store and saw a box of ‘Danish Style Butter Cookies’ on sale and it instantly reminded me of my grandma O’Bryant.  During Christmas time, she always had a tin full of these little cookies that looked much like this picture with the pleated cupcake style papers and stacks of shaped cookies.  My favorites were the ones with the big pieces of sugar on top. 

I also can’t see someone throw pizza dough in the air without thinking of my grandpa O’Bryant or smell lilies without thinking of grandma.

**Hey Cousins:  Do any of you have a copy of that picture of grandpa in grandma’s kitchen throwing the pizza dough in the air?  I also want pictures that show any part of grandma’s room, the red room, or the basement.  I’m particularly interested in pictures of grandma’s ceramic painting tables or grandpa’s plane.

Happy Birthday, Son

Today is Isaac’s 5th birthday and I’ve been thinking how grateful I am that he is my oldest. 

He is a very kind and considerate big brother.  6.13.09 Summerfest (12) On a recent morning, I found Isaac reading (from memory) a book to Charlotte.  Later that day, he didn’t want to leave the house until he had showed Charlotte how to spell her name.  He showed her where each letter was on the keyboard and patiently waited for her to push the right key.  He regularly encourages her to do things.  I’ve even caught him bribing her with some candy (that he earned doing chores) to do things like finish her breakfast.

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Grandma O’Bryant’s House, Part 3

I have no pictures for most of the next few rooms, unfortunately.  Grandma’s bedroom was at the end of the hall. I remember thinking that she had the softest bed in the world. Her blankets were a light turquoise and she had a headboard with shelves. She probably had books up there, but I only remember an alarm clock and lotion. I remember thinking her bedroom light was neat because she had a dimmer switch on it and I’d never seen one before. She had a tall dresser on the wall between the door and the closet where she kept a TV. She liked to turn the TV on sometimes to help herself fall asleep. On the other side of the bed was a tall bookshelf and a tall spinning chair like the kind in the living room (curved wood with patterned cushions). She had a dog bed in her room while Mitsey was still around. Across from the bed was a long dresser with a big mirror over it. She kept pictures of grandchildren on the bookshelf and on the dresser with the mirror. She had a bathroom with a shower, sink and toilet in her bedroom.

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A special memorial day experience

8.18.07 Grandma O'BryantLast August my dear grandmother passed away, so on Memorial day I wanted to visit her grave.  When she actually died, I was too emotional to talk about it with my kids so today was the first real experience I had to tell them about my grandmother and her death.  Charlotte didn’t say much, but Isaac was full of questions.  I told him stories about her one-eyed dog, Mitsey and about drinking root beer floats and watching movies.  He asked me questions about her and about death and resurrection in  general.  I wish I could have recorded every word because we had some very special touching moments and I felt good to be able to share my love of my grandmother with him.  He wants to make a flag to put in front of our house today that says “Grandma O’Bryant” because then everyone who sees it will know that we are remembering her today.

A few of her favorite things. . .

IMG_1689-1As we walked into the grocery store today, Charlotte was listing things she likes.  She said “I like chocolate, cats, and spiders.”  By the end of our short shopping trip her list had grown from three to six.  As I bucked her in the car she said “mom, what’s five plus one?”  She was holding up five fingers and a thumb.  After I answered her question, I asked her to list her six things for me.  This is what she said “I like chocolate, cats, spiders, sticks, rocks, and lemonade.”  The last one I assume she added when she saw me purchase a lemonade drink mix that was on sale (discounted from $3.99 to $.99—I love a good deal).

Zion, Part 3 = Isaac

Isaac is at the perfect age for adventures. 5.13.09 Camping trip to Zion's (6) He gets so excited about everything.  Even driving down the freeway is exciting for him.  He loves looking out his window and talking about what he sees or asking questions.  One of his favorite games lately is finding letters in the alphabet. When he sees the letter he’s looking for he’ll say “got it” then figure out the next one.

He wanted to be involved in everything.  He enjoyed helping his dad set up the tent doing everything from bringing stakes to his dad to holding the poles of the tent.  He thrilled to see the fire and when Zach gave him a rule to stay 5 steps away, he committed to stay 8 steps away.  He got to cook his own hot dog and his own marshmallow.

image The first site we went to see was The court of the Patriarchs.  He was very excited because one of the peaks was named Isaac.  As we rode the shuttle to the site, he heard them say his name when they were describing the next stop—his eyes got wide and he exclaimed “they said Isaac!!”  He was very proud to have a mountain named after him (or someone with his same name).

He hiked himself to exhaustion on each trail.  5.14.09 Camping trip to Zion's (18)-1He loved to be the leader and would run up ahead if he got behind.  On one walk he helped me name some rocks that we thought may have been overlooked when they were naming everything.  He wore himself out so thoroughly that at the end of one hike he said “give me some food and put me to bed!”

As we were preparing a meal at our campsite we suddenly heard Isaac shouting “Mom, Mom!!” and running toward us.  When he got to us he pointed to the road and said “What is that thing?!”  It was a little white golf-cart type vehicle.  What I thought was interest turned out to be fear.  He was actually scared of it!  He can be a bit of a chicken.

You really couldn’t ask for a better camper.  He went to bed on time and slept well.  He loved every adventure and didn’t turn down an opportunity for a walk or a hike or to help make food.  At the end of our trip as we were packing up camp, Grandma’s tent started to blow away and Isaac grabbed hold of the tent.  He was very proud of himself for saving it from “blowing over the mountain”

Zion, Part 2 = Nicole

Taking Nicole camping with us turned out not to be our best idea.  5.13.09 Camping trip to Zion's (9) Our first problem was that since she couldn’t walk she became filthy very quickly if allowed to crawl around.  She spent most of her time either in someone’s arms, in her high-chair, or in the stroller.  She seemed happy enough most of the day.  She was a little wiggly on the bus at times, but in her stroller along the paths she would either sleep or ride along contentedly.

Our biggest challenge came at bedtime.  Typically I read her some stories, sing her a song and then lay her in bed where she cries herself to sleep.  She usually doesn’t cry too much, but in a strange place I 5.14.09 Camping trip to Zion's (18) thought her crying might be worse and I didn’t dare annoy the entire campsite by letting  her try.  First I walked her around until she fell asleep, but she woke up as soon as I tried to lay her down.  Then we thought we’d see if she’d be content laying in our bed with us.  She just wiggled endlessly and became quite unhappy.  Frustrated and tired, I put her back in the stroller and walked around in circles until she fell asleep.  It was too dark to go far and I didn’t want her to wake the campsite while I found a flashlight. I carefully removed her from the stroller and laid in my bed with her in my arms and she was awake within five minutes.  I put her to sleep again by holding her close and rocking her as I paced around by her bed and once I felt that she was sufficiently sleeping I laid her down and she stayed asleep, sometime after 11:00 PM.  She woke up a little after 4:00 5.13.09 Camping trip to Zion's (28)AM ready for breakfast and play.  I grabbed a few things quickly and found my way to the bathroom which was lit and had a floor not made of dirt.  I fed her and let her crawl around on the bathroom floor until about 6:30 AM when I could see that the sun had come up.  At which point I could see well enough to take her on a walk in her stroller.  She actually fell asleep, but I only got a 10 minute break on my bed before the other kids started waking up and woke Nicole up in the process.  We decided we didn’t want to try another night like that and so instead of sleeping one more night in our tents and then leaving in the morning, we packed up our campsite and left after dinner.

Zion, Part 1 = Charlotte

I thought I’d start with the middle child for once.  I really think the best way to describe our recent trip to Zion National Park is to tell the story child by child. 

The way we have our car seats arranged, 5.13.09 Camping trip to Zion's (2)Isaac and Nicole sit in the middle and Charlotte sits all the way in the back by herself.  This seems to be the best arrangement because it allows me to easily buckle and unbuckle the two kids who need help and the hardest seat for me to reach is Isaac’s and he can buckle himself.  I do sometimes feel bad when we go on trips or long drives because we have a hard time hearing little Charlotte all the way in the back.  She does well to entertain herself, mostly by singing and sleeping.  In fact, I can’t think of a time that she complained about her seat, unless you count the non-verbal complaint about Zach’s music choice pictured above.

As a girl who loves to play in the dirt, She couldn’t have been happier to camp. image She was constantly playing in the dirt and finding sticks and rocks.  Even the threat of spankings couldn’t keep  her hands clean for 5 minutes.  She did receive a few spanks and often when Zach called out her name she’d stand up and run away with her little hands covering her bottom as she yelled:  “don’t spank me.”  Ironically, when we got home I asked her what her favorite part of the trip was and she said “playing in the dirt.”

She was a good little camper.  She loved watching the fire, although she was sad that it was orange instead of pink.  One of her other favorite things seemed to be the “silly bus” which was “a bus attached to a bus.” 

We went on lots of little trails.  5.14.09 Camping trip to Zion's (14)She walked most of each trail, but often insisted on holding mommy’s hand or held onto the stroller that I was pushing.  Charlotte and I often trailed the rest of the group as she walked along the dirt next to the path and would stop to pick up a rock or stick.  Once she had collected a stick she’d trace the dirt along the path with it and poke any small stream of water she saw along the way.  When she got to tired she was hoisted up to Zach’s shoulders where she happily rode along wearing her father’s adventuring hat.

Happy Birthday Nicole

My little Nicole turned one on Wednesday.  So I thought almost a week late, I might write 4.22.09 Nicole a little bit about her.  Being a third must be hard. Number 1 is naturally spoiled with attention, on number two you try really hard to show them as much attention as number one, but by the time you get to number three it gets even tougher—especially when one and two are still home with you all day.  In some ways poor little Nicole gets the short end of the stick.  For example, I recently discovered that Nicole really likes to look at books with me. 

Nicole is at the age where her personality is really starting to bloom.  She loves to dance and yell.  She yells when she’s happy and when she’s mad.  If she likes a doll or stuffed animal she usually growls and buries her head in it.  I even saw her do this to a cat once.  She squeals with delight when she sees an animal,5.9.09 Nicole particularly a cat or dog and giggles when a dog jumps up on her and licks her face.

She loves to climb the stairs, especially at grandma’s house.  She crawls up a few steps and then turns around to make sure you’re following her.  Once she sees your face she laughs and climbs a few more steps as fast as she can.  Unfortunately, she hasn’t mastered the proper down technique. 

She has a bit of a fearless streak in her that is very different from her older siblings (who are both big chickens).  In the bath she splashes and lays on her stomach and tries to lay all the way down on her head sometimes.  When she climbs onto a chair she immediately grasps the back of the chair and starts shaking it.

Some of her favorite foods are pickles and grapes.

Inside Grandma O’Bryant’s house, part 2

**I could only find pictures of one of the rooms that I describe here, so I scattered pictures of that room throughout the descriptions of the others**

OBryant 0305 Through the kitchen was the opening to the hallway. I loved grandma’s hall. She kept giant bullion boards filled with pictures. She had an assortment of pictures old and new that she rotated and changed regularly. I must have spent hours in her hall just looking at pictures. She had framed pictures of all of her children when they were young and of all of their families as they got older. I loved to see how everyone grew and changed and to find treasures among the old pictures. It was fun to find pictures of my family scattered about in her collection. She had a wall hanging in the hall that listed all the birthdays in the family by month I used to study it to find out whose birthdays were close to mine and to see who had been added most recently.

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Inside Grandma O’Bryant’s house, part 1

playing Dr with Grandma OBryant (2) The door that we used most to go in and out of Grandma’s house was probably the back sliding door. As you walked in the door you were instantly surrounded by the dark wood paneling that covered the walls. There was a stone wall to the left with a fireplace and a stone ledge in front of the fireplace. In the corner where the stone wall met the wall with wall of the sliding door was grandma’s TV. It was the  kind that had a door that could cover it and big built in speakers. Grandma had a big collection of VHS movies that she had taped off of television. OBryant 0230My family didn’t get cable television until after I was married, so it was always amazing to me that I could watch a cartoon any time of the day at Grandma’s house. I thought Nickelodeon was wonderful. The living room furniture was unique. She had a wood coffee table that was rounded and curvy and the chairs and couch had an old log furniture style to them. The couch was made of rounded dark wood pieces that resembled logs with green stripped cushions. Our favorite chairs in her living room were a set of chairs made of curved log style wood with patterned cushions on them. They sat on a rounded base and could turn completely around. We loved to spin on them or spin siblings or cousins on them and I’m sure we were regularly cautioned about spinning them too fast or too recklessly.

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Laundry makes me tired too

Charlotte wanted me to play a game with her.4.20.09 Charlotte, so tired   I told her that I needed to unload the dryer first.  As a form of protest, she climbed into my laundry basket as I was pulling the clothes out.  I just continued my work and pulled clothes out on top of her.  Soon she thought this was fun.  She stayed in the basket as I unloaded the washer and loaded the wet clothes into the dryer.  She said she was going to wait until the next batch was dry so that I could pile them on top of her too.  I walked out, only to return a few moments later and find her sound asleep in the laundry basket.

Bubble Rocket, need I say more…

4.12.09 Bubble Rocket I got Isaac this bubble rocket for Easter.  I had some fear that it wouldn’t be a great gift, but it was a big hit.  First they played with it inside (with no bubble solution) and had lots of fun torpedoing the rocket into the air by stepping on (or jumping on) a plastic pouch of air.  After dinner we took it outside and tried it out with bubbles.  All the kids had a ball running around chasing bubbles.  The only issue with the bubble rocket was that as we used it with bubbles the bubble solution acted as a lubricant in all the different parts of the rocket so that soon it started to come apart each time it was jettisoned into the sky.  Luckily it was easy to put back together and to clean out after we were finished.

See it in action by clicking here.

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