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The Olympics through the eyes of Children

8.14.08   Charlotte has been enjoying the Olympics.  So far her favorite event is swimming which she called the "crying when I’m swimming show."  As soon as they started playing the national anthem she told me that the men wo8.7.08 Nicole (1)-1uld start crying.  Today when she threw a tantrum during Zach’s lunch break he went in to help her through it.  He finally got her to stop crying by singing the national anthem.  When he finished the song she said she wanted to watch the "crying and swimming movie."

8.15.08 While watching the Olympics with us Isaac said "Now we feel good in our tummy because they win’d.  If they didn’t win our tummies would not feel good?"

8.16.08 Isaac watched the track events for the first time.  He ran with the athletes.  When they’d say "Mark. . .Set. . .<<gunshot>>" he ran down the hall.  He excitedly demonstrated how they jump hurdles to his father–it was quite an amusing display.

8.20.08 Today the kids played Olympics with aunt Krista.  She taught Isaac how to start a race with your feet on an imaginary starting block, they practiced shot put throws, and then created their own sports.  Isaac’s favorite was his own invention.  It involved throwing a ball into a tree and you win if leaves fall down.

(The picture of Nicole has nothing to do with the comments except that it looks like she might be watching the Olympics with great hope for team USA)

Isaac and Charlotte Meet Some Animals

Omniture gave us some passes to Thanksgiving Point as part of the company party we had last week, so we took the toads up.  Isaac was a little scared of the dinosaurs (I probably shouldn’t have told him they eat children), but Charlotte had no fear.  Isaac kept reminding us that the dinosaurs were dead, so they were not hungry.  I was pretty impressed at the displays; lots of good specimens.  We were a little rushed going through; on the one hand, the kids got a little bored, and on the other, Isaac would get a little scared sometimes.

After the dinosaurs, we went over to Farm Country.  This gave the kids a chance to see some goats, horses, llamas, cows, and chickens.  No pigs, though?  Some farm!  A cow licked Charlotte, and they both got to ride ponies.  Isaac cut a fine figure on his steed; maybe instead of building him a computer I should buy him some cows to herd.  Speaking of cows, Charlotte managed to get licked by one. 

Our last stop was the children’s garden, which was just ok.  They did have a couple of little fountains that the kids played in.  They’re the kind that sort of pop up from the ground randomly; Charlotte was looking at the hole for one, and got the whole thing right in the face.  She’s a trooper, though; she shook it right off.

Anyway, pictures below:


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The Musings of Mormon Toddlers

My sister-in-law (Heidi) sent me an article about funny things kids say as they grow up in "the church" and I figured I had a few to add to that list, so here are some relevant musings from our log: 7.27.08 Isaac, Charlotte, and Nicole (1)

Not too long ago:  I had explained to Isaac that President Hinckley had died and that now we have a new prophet named President Monson.  He must have been pondering that one day when he came into the room and said "What time will we get a new Jesus?"

Zach has been encouraging Isaac to be more specific in his prayers.  One night as Isaac was saying his prayers and he said "thank thee for all the blessings" Zach prodded him by asking "which blessings" to which Isaac responded "Thank thee for blessing number 8 and blessing number 9."

7.13.08 Isaac, Charlotte, and Nicole (2) 7.24.08 It’s Pioneer Day Today.  We turned on the television to watch the parade and we saw a pre-recorded message from President Monson (the current prophet) so I asked Isaac if he knew who that was and responded confidently "Heavenly Father" I said no it’s president. . . and he responded correctly at that point by saying President Monson.

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Childrens at the Zoo

We took the Toads to the zoo yesterday, and with the exception of a couple of solid tantrums, a good time was had by all.  Isaac finally saw his Penguins, and Charlotte enjoyed looking at pretty much everything.

They got to ride the little train as well; video below.  If you squint, you might be able to make out Kathleen, Isaac, Charlotte, and Heidi on the train.

Children and Airplanes

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I took the kids to the museum at Hill Air Force Base a couple of weeks ago.  It was an attempt to buy Kathleen some time to nap or do chores.  They behaved pretty well on the drive to Ogden, and then we had fun looking at all the planes.  This picture shows Isaac and Charlotte next to the wheel of a C-124 Globemaster, a decent-sized cargo plane.  Isaac liked the B-1 as well; he was fascinated by its bomb doors (of course).  The planes outside were getting a little weathered, and some of them were unique enough to justify a little more attention, if the budget could be spared.  The kids also enjoyed a nice F-89 Scorpion, a P1010320 fairly unusual plane and one of my favorites. 

We went inside to look at some of the excellent display aircraft, but the kids were getting a little restless by that point.  If you get a chance, there is a very rare P-38, recovered at great effort from the Alaska.  It’s been carefully restored and lovingly displayed.  When they’re a little older, I think they’ll have a little better sense for what these machines really represent.  Each plane is a lesson, and each plane has a story.  Take the P-47s and P-51s on New Year’s Day 1945, or the amazing and gutsy Doolittle Raid.

We have a lot to be grateful for in this country, not least of which is a history to be proud of.  I’m glad we live close to a place we can go remember these things.

Glimpses of life in the Cochran house

Here are some log entries from the last few months:

12.31.07 Isaac remarked this evening that “legs li ve in pants.” A week or so ago he told me that we should name the new baby Charlotte and we can have two Charlottes. He said that one will get bigger and he told me that I needed to keep the other one a baby.

Isaac has some phrases that are his own such as: “That I doo-d (sounds like dude)” meaning that’s what I did and “that will be a good idea.” Charlotte loves to approach me with demands. The two most common are “mom, I need cereals” and “I need Mps Mps” (meaning M&Ms).

1.4.08 Every night Isaac needs to make sure he’ll be safe before he falls to sleep. Lately it’s just “mom, keep me safe from all of them” but sometimes it’s “keep me safe from every thing” or “ don’t let anything come in and don’t let nothing come in either” or “keep me safe from the naughty list” which turned into “keep me safe from the nice list.” One night he was worried that babies would sneak in while he was asleep and suck on his train tracks. Another night he thought an engine would get him. One night after I read him a book about animals in the Ocean he said pointing to the book “keep me safe from those animals.” After watching Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer he asked us to take all the scary things to the dentist to have their teeth taken out. One night he even asked me to take all the bugs to the dentist too to get their teeth taken out. We went to the dentist this week for a consultation which took a rather long time and when I tucked him in tonight he said “take them to the dentist and have them take a long time.”

1.22.08 Motivated by the desire not to have three children in diapers, I decided to get serious about potty training tonight. I made some charts for the children and explained to Isaac that when he filled up the row with 5 stars he could earn something special. Whe n I brought in three packaged trucks to show him what he could earn, the urge to use the potty came quickly and to my surprise he actually went. I let him place his first sticker on the chart and then told him that he could drink lots of water and then try to go again to earn another sticker. Little did I know how effective this method would be. I introduced the concept sometime around 6:00 PM and by 8:30 PM he had successfully used the potty five times and earned his first truck! At this pace he’ll earn the other two trucks before I get home from work tomorrow! Oh well, beggers can’t be choosers!

Charlotte continues to amaze me with her increasingly complex and grammatically correct utterances. She adds endings to words and uses better grammar than her big brother. It just seems to come to her so naturally. She enjoys pointing out the obvious and comparing everything in the room. She’ll be eating dinner and say “there’s daddy’s shirt, there’s mommy’s shirt, there’s Isaac’s shirt,” then point to herself and say “Charlotte’s shirt.” While I was on the phone this evening she just climbed up on my lap and said “there’s mommy’s lips, Charlotte’s lips, Jill Pole’s lips” when I came home from work she took inventory of the room by saying “there’s a girl, there’s another girl, there’s another girl, there’s a boy.” She seems to enjoy pointing out gender. She’ll come up to me and give me a hug and say “we are girls” then point to Isaac and say “Isaac’s a boy.” We hadn’t talked about the baby in my tummy for awhile and Charlotte didn’t seem to understand when I explained to her that a baby girl was growing in my tummy, but the other day completely out of the blue she put her hand on my tummy and said “there’s a baby girl in there” I had only a moment to be astounded before she lifted up her shirt and declared that there was also a baby girl in her tummy—so I’m still not sure she understands the concept.

2.12.08 Isaac’s prayers are sometimes interesting. I remember one night he said “thank thee for Charlotte not being good for prayer.” Recently he said “thank thee for all the good things, thank thee for all the naughty things, thank thee for things that will bite me.”  Tonight in his prayer he said “thank thee for naughtyness.”

I don’t remember when a child first said this next one but I think it was Charlotte several months ago, but both children have said it since. They sometimes tell me that glassess keep mom’s eyes warm.

2.23.08 Isaac ran in to the kitchen where I was making dinner and announced “Mommie, I asked Heavenly Father on my knees for donuts.” I told him that if he cleaned up his books, I’d give him a brownie and he responded by asking if Heavenly Father would give him donuts after the brownie.

Valentine’s Traditions

So, what’s your valentine’s tradition?  Flowers?  Chocolate?  A nice dinner?  My mother has this funny little tradition and the oddest thing about it is that she didn’t even know it was a tradition!  I’ve noticed over the last several years that she goes to the dentist on Valentine’s day.  So today when I called her I asked how her dentist appointment was and when she actually starteted telling me I had to laugh.  I explained to her that no one had told me she had an appointment, but that everytime I talked to her on Valentine’s day she had been to the dentist that morning.  We both had a good laugh after that.

As I started writing this post Charlotte was driving cars down her leg and saying “weeee” then giggling while  Isaac was “making his train beautiful.”  He was doing this by decorating the couch with small cars and other odds and ends.  Now they’ve moved on to cooking.  Isaac says they’re making “soup with french fries in it.”  It sounds like a culinary masterpiece. 

This doesn’t look like a post–IT IS A POST!

9.24.07 I had pulled the vacuum and other similar items out of the kitchen so that I could mop the floor. When Isaac saw them in the living room he said “This is a vacuum store.” I wasn’t intentionally correcting him when I replied “yeah, it looks like a vacuum store.” He quickly responded wi th “Not looks like a vacuum store, it is a vacuum store!” I didn’t realize how often I respond to his declarations with the phrase “yeah, it looks like_____” until I started getting the correction: “not looks like ____, it is ____!” He’ll tell me that his block creation is a rocket and I’ll say “yeah, it looks like a rocket” to which he responds “not looks like a rocket, it is a rocket.” The latest correction came as we were reading our new batc h of library books. I had this book about exotic cats and on the cover was a mostly white cat. Isaac declared that Jill Pole (our kitten) was on the cover of the book to which I replied that the kitten looked a little like Jill Pole and you can probably guess his response, it was “not looks like Jill Pole, it is Jill Pole!” Then he opened the book and said “more Jill Poles.”

Charlotte has embraced negation, particularly at bedtime. I’ll say “it’s bedtime Charlotte” to which she’ll replay “no bedtime” then I’ll say that it’s time to change her diaper and she’ll say “no diaper change.” “Time to read scriptures” = “no scriptures.” When I tell her that it’s time to say a prayer and she’ll say “no prayer” and as I say the prayer she sometimes says no to the things in the prayer. “thank thee for Isaac” = “no  Isaac” and so on. Just before I lay her down in her bed I always tell her that I love her, to which she replies “no love you.”

When she’s not negating everything I say, she’ll often pray with me. It started out just at night when I’d say prayers with her before laying her in her crib. She’d start saying “Thank you, Isaac. Thank you, mommy. Thank you, daddy. . . .” with a big “Amen” at the end. It wasn’t long after she started saying night time prayers that she started also joining in on other prayers. Now she’s to a point where we say the prayer over dinner and we can hear her sweet little voice saying “Thank you, Isaac. Thank you, mommy. Thank you, daddy. . . .” Our prayers at night often have a little girly echo and even in sacrament when someone gets up to pray we often see Charlotte bow her head, fold her arms and say “Thank you, Isaac. Thank you, mommy. Thank you, daddy. . . .”

I need to write in my log more often because each story I finish reminds me of another to write. Last night we had some family over for dinner and Isaac was so anxious to eat that he pointed to his grandfather and said “Grandpa, close your eyes and put your arms like this” after which he demonstrated his best praying posture.

Snapshots of Isaac and Charlotte

I was adding to my log today and I went back and read some old entries.  It was fun to read about some of the ways Isaac and Charlotte related to each other.  Here’s a few entries that I thought were of interest.

(this is from when Charlotte was only 6 days old)  1.20.06 I laid Charlotte on a blanket in the living room and went into the kitchen to get something. Charlotte let out a cry, and as I went from the kitchen to the living room, Isaac came running towards me crying. I found Charlotte soaking wet with my cup and some ice next to her. I assume Isaac tried to give her a drink of my ice water which resulted in him spilling ice water all over her face and shirt.

2.8.06 Today during scripture reading time I was holding Charlotte and Isaac kept leaning over and saying ‘kiss, kiss’ then he’d give Charlotte a kiss. The funny thing was after the kiss he’d act like he was picking the kiss back up and then putting it back on his lips.

3.10.06 I was in the kitchen when I heard Isaac saying ‘door, do or.’ I went into the living room to find Isaac had placed his toy truck on Charlotte’s lap and was trying to teach her how to open the door. He’d say ‘door, door’ and put her little hand on the door of the truck.

3.12.06 I found Isaac showing Charlotte a book. He placed it on her lap and was turning pages and babbling.

3.21.06  I opened the freezer to get some meat out for dinner and he grabbed a burrito. Rather than fight with him, I decided to let him carry it around a little. Next thing I know he tossed it on Charlotte’s lap and said his rendition of her name!

Before bed I was cleaning out Charlotte’s nose with one of those bulb syringes and she was crying. Isaac could see that she was unhappy so he ran over and hit me on the head to get me to stop.

5.5.06  Charlotte was sitting in the high chair and Isaac was playing with her and trying to entertain her. I heard both of them laugh and looked over to see that Isaac was dancing on the table and laughing and Charlotte was watching her brother and laughing. I think that’s the first time that she’s ever laughed when no one was physically touching her!

Charlotte’s Crazy Smile

Ok the series of Isaac posts needs a little balance, so here’s something about Charlotte. She is such a silly unique girl. No-one who knows her can deny that she’s innately ALL GIRL. Sure she’ll growl and drive one of Isaac’s trucks around the room, but most often you’ll find her carrying a doll around the house trying to wrap it up in a washcloth that is way too small or wearing high healed shoes that are three times as big as her feet. Some of her favorite things to do are brush my hair and bring me my shoes. If I take off my shoes and leave them where she can get them she’ll bring them to me every 15 minuets or so until I decide to just wear them again or put them in my room where she can’t get them. When she saw my closet organizer that was filled with shoes she smiled really big and said “shoes!” Yesterday she was carrying a toy dog and a bottle around. She loves to put on hats and seems to think that Isaac’s bike helmet is just another hat to accessorize with. She has been bringing it to me and saying ‘hat’ and insisting that I put it on her. What really makes me laugh is that every time she sees me point a camera at her she gives me this crazy squinty-eyed, wide-mouthed smile.


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Belated Easter Celebration

I looked up the word ‘belated’ to make sure its definition really fit this post and here’s the definition I found: “coming or being after the customary, useful, or expected time.” That works!

We celebrated Easter yesterday (almost a week late). Last weekend Zach was miserably sick and throwing up. He spent most of the weekend on the bathroom floor. Isaac had a fever on and off and then threw up once on Sunday and little Charlotte had the sniffles. I felt fine, but I had so much homework to do over the weekend that I stayed up past 6:00 AM on Friday night and past 1:00 AM on Saturday. So it didn’t make much sense to try to squeeze Easter into all that.

We made a jelly bean trail from Isaac’s bedroom door into the living room. Charlotte woke up first, but it was easy to keep her from seeing the Easter surprise since she always wants to spend the first part of the morning hugging her mother. Isaac decided to sleep in this morning so I went into his bedroom at about 8:30 to wake him. I told him that the Easter Bunny had come and left him some candy. It took his sleepy little mind a moment to process, but soon he hopped out of bed. He opened the door and saw the candy trail leading into the livingroom. We handed him his Easter basket and he sat down on the floor and started singing the ‘clean-up’song as he picked up jelly beans and placed them in his basket. Charlotte caught on quick and after sampling a few started collecting them in her basket. They stopped picking up candy when they discovered their little Easter gifts. Charlotte got some dress-up shoes, a boa, sunglasses, jewelry, and a silver sequined purse. Isaac got a car transporter truck, a tanker truck, and a crane truck. They each took turns playing with the new toys and collecting candy. As Isaac picked up candy he would laugh about how silly it was that candy was in this place or that place. Charlotte had a blast picking up and sampling candy and really seemed to enjoy the process of picking them up and putting them in the basket. At one point she started emptying out her basket into Isaac’s Easter basket. After collecting all the candy he could find, Isaac handed his basket to me and said ‘here mommy,’ then went to play with his new Easter trucks.

Charlotte enjoyed her little dress-ups. After I helped her put the shoes on she walked around the room in them smiling. Later in the evening when I put them on her she walked all over the house and said ‘oh no’ every time one of the shoes came off. The sunglasses were a hit too—probably partially due to the fact that she always wants to play with mom’s glasses and never gets to. She would put them on and then smile really big and shake her head. Her other favorite thing was the sequin purse. I put some old credit cards in the purse and she would take them out and put them back in over and over again. She would also walk around the house with the purse over her shoulder—she’s such a girl. I can’t get her to wear the purple boa long enough for a picture. I’d love to get a picture of her with the dress up shoes, sunglasses, purse and boa all on. She smiles or laughs when I put the boa on her, but she promptly removes it—I bet she’ll start putting it on and walking around the house in it soon enough.

Feeling better?

Little Charlotte had a rough weekend.  On Saturday morning when I retrieved her from her bed I found that she had vomited at some point after being put to bed and had been sleeping in vomit.  Unfortunately this was just the beginning of a very rough day.  She continued to throw up every single thing she ate.  If she drank a sip of water, she threw up a sip of water within ten minutes.  She probably went through at least ten outfits.  I had done all the laundry on Friday, but by the end of Saturday I had to wash three more loads comprised almost completely of things that Charlotte vomited on (mostly her clothes, her mom’s clothes, and the towels I had provided to protect the couch and carpet).  Aside from vomiting, she was cranky and sluggish and spent the entire day on her mother’s lap–so much for my homework that I usually do on Saturdays.  By the end of the day she was completely miserable and starting to look dehydrated (no tears when she cried, her eyes looked dry, and only one wet diaper the entire day) so I took her to Orem Community Hospital.  They were able to give her half of some sort of magic pill that allowed her to drink fluids without vomiting.  She was in better spirits, after the pill and actually smiled a few times before going to bed.  Sunday she only vomited one time, but had several bouts of diarrhea and spent the entire day either in her mother’s arms or next to mom on the couch.  She woke up at 1:00 AM on Monday morning with a leaking diaper and screamed and cried or about a half an hour.  She wouldn’t eat or drink anything, but arched her back as if she didn’t want to be held.   When I laid her on the floor she rolled closer to me and continued screaming and kicking.  She finally calmed down and fell asleep in my arms.  She slept the rest of the night without incident, but joined her mom in bed in the morning and slept in mom’s bed from about 6-7:45am.  She continued to be clingy and sluggish until after her morning nap.  When she woke up she had more energy and actually left her mother’s lap to play.  I hope we’re in the clear now.  Her appetite is starting to come back and she smiled, laughed and ran around with Isaac the rest of the day.

The ABC song

Isaac lined up a series of numbers on the door and  the stood in front of them and sang the ABCs.  This is a picture of him singing the ABC song to his sister.  

I also like this picture because it shows the difference in height between my little ones.  They grow so fast!  I am very grateful to have children who adore each other so much.  Today when Charlotte heard Isaac crying in his room, she went to his door and nocked on it and called out “Isaac, Isaac.”  Isaac always makes sure that if he gets a treat, his little sister gets one as well He’ll say   “one for Charlotte” and wait expectantly until Charlotte gets one.  

Growing up

Well, the pacifiers are finally gone.  Here’s the story as it is written in the family log:

 

3.3.07 Isaac decided to grow up a little today. We were a t Walmart and he wanted to see the trucks. I told him that he had to trade his pacifiers for new trucks. We found a small set that he really wanted so he agreed to trade his ’plugs’ for it. When we got home he ran into his room and got two ‘plugs’ and I traded with him. He was very excited and happy about the trade. We brought it up several times during the day as he played with his new trucks. When I told him that he was such a big boy he lined up next to the fridge so I could mark how much he’s grown!

3.13.07 The first night after giving up his pacifier was rough. He had fallen asleep in his dad’s arms so I thought we had lucked out by skipping the fight to go to sleep the first time with out his beloved ‘plug.’ Unfortunately, he woke up at 11:00 and realized that he had no pacifier. He cried and screamed. He said no more new trucks. At one point he came up with a plan. He gathered up all the new trucks and put them in his closet then asked for his ‘plug.’ I held firm through hours of crying and begging me to trade his trucks back. Finally at 4:00 am he fell asleep, exhausted. The next morning when he woke up he rolled over and said in a very sleepy voice ‘no plugs.’ We talked about how big he was and discussed his new trucks several times. He didn’t have another night like the first one, but there were a few times that he asked for his ‘plugs’ and offered to trade the new trucks. I think he cried one other time when he was tired and wanted his pacifier. Ten days later, it seems to have worked. He no longer asks for his ‘plug.’ With that success behind me, I decided it was time to take away Charlotte’s pacifiers. She is less attached to hers and she still sleeps in a crib so although she cried, overall the transition was smoother for her. I took hers away on Friday night, but allowed her to have it back for a half an hour during Relief Society—I didn’t think it was appropriate to make her cry herself to sleep in that setting.

One Crazy Sunday

Yesterday was an interesting day. Zach had to be to church early since the choir was singing (he left just before 8:30). At 8:45 I headed out the door with both kids and the diaper bag and as I shut the door behind me, it locked and I realized my keys were still inside. Isaac was holding some of his noisy trucks that I had planned to leave in the car. I quickly put the trucks in the diaper bag and with no access to a stroller, I took off on foot.  We made it to church just in time to sit down before the meeting started. When I explained the truck dilemma to Zach, he took the trucks out to his car. While he was gone, Isaac remembered the trucks and attempted to hop down off the pew, but his head went forward and he hit the hymnal holder and he let out a cry. The meeting was just beginning and Zach was still placing the toys in his car—luckily someone behind me offered to take Charlotte so that I could take my injured and crying Isaac out into the hall to calm down. He ended up with a nice read mark right next to his eye (pictured above). The rest of the meeting went ok and Sunday school passed without incident. I took my place in the back of Relief Society with the other mothers (we have our own row with space for our babies to play right in front of us). As I was sitting there listening to the lesson with Charlotte standing right in front of me, the sister beside me nudged me and pointed to Charlotte. It took me a moment to realize what was happening. First I saw what looked like water spilling onto the floor at her feet then I looked up and saw that she did not have any water to spill. That’s when it occurred to me that it wasn’t water at all. I lifted up her dress to find that one of the straps of her diaper had come open and the diaper was detached and the diaper was falling off. I quickly reattached the strap, blotted the floor and took her in for a diaper change. Amazingly her dress, socks and shoes were all dry—the floor was the only casualty! The picture is of Charlotte before Church–doesn’t she look innocent? 

Little Mommy

If you don’t belive that there’s an innate difference between girls and boys, then I’d like you to meet my children!  As you know, Isaac is all boy.  Loves trucks, trains and anything with an engine.  Charlotte on the other hand likes girly things that Isaac never cared about.  She loves her plastic bead necklaces, she enjoys trying to play dress up and she loves her dollies.  When I was pregnant with Charlotte, Grandma Cochran would put a doll out with the rest of the toys in an attempt to prepare Isaac for the arrival of his little sister.  He would have nothing to do with the doll, he’d just push it aside to get to the toys.  He never picked it up or held it.   Charlotte, however, picks up her doll and holds it close to her.  She rocks it and “talks” to it in her little girly voice.  She also likes to take the doll’s hat off and try it on her own head!  She also shows more interest in stuffed animals and kittys.

Isaac gets a haircut

I have no exciting story to go with this picture, but in an attempt to post more often, I thought I’d post this. Now I have all this space to fill so that the picture can be encapulated by text.

On an unrelated story Charlotte is doubling her teeth count to four–two are just breaking through on the top.

Hmm. . .what else could I write. I cried twice in class last night because I missed my kids and wanted to be home with them. I called Zach as I walked to the car after class and cried again. I guess I can be an emotional person–I am dreading this semester and how busy I’ll be–I need more time with my kids!

Charlotte’s Birthday (Belated)

Is that proper usage of the word belated?  I know it’s the appropriate term for late birthday cards- oh well, here’s some thoughts I wrote down on her first birthday:

 Today was Charlotte’s birthday. I think she had a good day. After a breakfast of banana bread, I gave her a bath. She loves baths so much that when she heard me turn on the water, she toddled as fast as she could to the bathroom and stood at the edge of the bathtub trying to climb in. After her bath we played a little while before we went to the store and then to Wendy’s. She had a lunch of French fries, mandarin oranges, and milk. She laughed and giggled and danced to the music playing over the loud speaker. Isaac got out of his seat and started entertaining her. It’s funny, all he has to do is look at her sometimes and she laughs. After Wendy’s she played outside for a little while before taking a nap. Then we went to the post office and the store. She had fun walking around the post office while we waited in line. A little girl started to play with Charlotte by following her around. Charlotte thought that it was great! After dinner Sarah, Nate, Josh, Grandma Cochran, Grandpa Cochran, Heidi and Laresa came over for cake and presents.  Charlotte loved her new toys. Some of her favorites were some bead necklaces and a toy cell phone.  As soon as she opened them she stood up and started walking around while playing with them—I think she learned this skill as a survival skill because it’s harder to take a toy away from a moving baby! Isaac gave her two pink cars for her birthday. He was so excited about them that every time I told him Charlotte’s birthday was coming he’d remind me about the pink cars! As soon as she opened them Isaac took them and put them in his room with his cars. We told him that they were Charlotte’s pink cars and he corrected us with the words “Isaac’s pink cars.” This was only the beginning. Isaac was more excited about Charlotte’s presents than she was. He tried to help and wanted to play with each toy. One of his favorites was a little dog that wagged his tail and made little noises as you pulled it around on a string. He walked all around the house saying “Isaac’s doggie” as he pulled it!

Children are bad!

Especially mine!  This is what happens when unsupervised children enter the pantry.  I’m hoping they survive to an age where I can take away their driving priveleges and scare their dates. 

What you see here is a lovely combination of detergent and tortilla chips.  Not only was there a mess to clean up, but the father of these children didn’t have any chips left over to make his nachos, and so could not achieve full enjoyment of his Jazz game.

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