Last Friday night, we went to Lagoon courtesy of Nu Skin. Nu Skin had its annual Summer (or end of Summer) party at Lagoon, so we packed up the kids and headed to the park to play. We had a great time and lasted longer than years past.
C and S at Lagoon
Here, C and S are flying a helicopter. C and S waited a LONG time to ride on this boat. They took turns ringing the bell and both steered the boat safely. R and I were laughing over a brother and sister in another boat that were fighting over who got to ring the bell. It was very similar to WWE Wrestling. Elbows were being thrown with small looks to their sides to see if they were going to be called by the referee. It was hilarious.
S and C at Lagoon
MK slept through most of the noise and activity. She didn't realize that she was being "oohed" and "ahhed" over by all my co-workers.
C even rode some "Big Kid" roller coasters. R took him on "Wicked" and "Spider." Apparently, C was just a smidge too short to ride, but they let him go--and he loved it.
We had a great time as a family and were completely worn out. So worn out that we did NOTHING on Saturday. It was a great weekend!
One of the best pieces of advice I got when I had our 2nd child was from a friend in our ward in Lehi. She said to occasionally tell the baby "no." This way, the older child isn't always being told "no" and the older child can see what great things he can do because he's bigger. For example, you can say "No Baby, you can't have chicken. You're too little." Or, "No Baby, only big kids can watch TV." This little piece of advice worked wonders on C, who had only turned 2 just days before S was born. It showed him all the cool things he could do because he was a big boy. Well, we are continuing with this with telling MK "no" for whatever things we think of. This has been especially helpful with S's potty training.
Because I started telling MK "no" for things like food, toys, playing at playground, playing with friends, etc., the boys picked up on this and started to tell her "no" as well. But, they took this a bit farther. They have started to pretend to be MK and talk in a high pitched voice for her. Everyday, they are entertaining us with funny things that MK is supposedly asking for or saying. They laugh at themselves and then will turn to me or R and say "That's what she said."
I wonder if this is what Micheal at "The Office" has been trying to say...
I am forever hearing the words "I wanna see MK!" from the boys while they are looking right at her. Teasingly, I'll ask them if she's invisible or something because she is right there in front of them. After several weeks, I've finally figured out that when they say they want to see their baby sister, they want to see her eyes opened and looking at them as well. So, they are constantly trying to get her to look at them so they can "see MK."
Well, I keep catching S poking MK in the eyes--not one eye, but both eyes at the same time. I thought it was just S being a 3 year old. Yesterday, when I caught him doing it yet again, I asked why he kept doing it. I usually get the answer of "I dunno" as he shrugs his shoulders. But yesterday, he said he wanted to see her. S is poking MK in the eyes so that she'll open them and look at him--thus she will no longer be invisible and he can "see MK."
I was reading my sister's blog, who detailed some of the craziness that has ensued at her house this week. She finished by simply saying, "How was your week?"
Let's go back to last Tuesday--my birthday. I woke up the the dulcet tones of C and S screaming at each other. Oh, the joys of motherhood. After getting boys to and from school, feeding them, and trying to keep my sanity, we had C's Soccer game. I ended the day by making the boys pancakes for dinner at 9pm, eating mine over the sink. I was talking to my sister while I was trying to make "dinner" and we just had to laugh. She said it best when she said, "Just throw a vitamin at them. They'll live."
R was at school on my birthday and so the next day, he came home with an ice cream cake from Coldstone.....favorite flavor--Mmmmmmmmmint Chip. Yummy.
Skip forward to Friday. Our Stake has an annual Women's Retreat. I have never been able to go, and this year I told R that I wanted to go, so he got to stay home with the kids. Well, he wanted to go golfing. So lovingly, I found a babysitter...the younger sister of our most favorite. Poor thing--she did great, but can you see what's wrong with this picture?
Yes, folks. That's a cactus head right in C's flip-flop. Our boys LOVE being outside, and she took them for a walk through the wilderness next to our house. Who knew we had cactus? Unfortunately, the boys fell in the cactus, mostly S. Our sitter was amazingly calm through the whole thing and took great care of them. I just wonder how C managed to get home with these flip-flops.
The next day, R took the boys to a Utah Football Game--Sorry, Mom. Should have warned you to close your eyes to this part. Here they are enjoying treats during the game. I enjoyed the day by going to the Women's Retreat in the morning and then an afternoon and evening with just MK--doing absolutely nothing.
C and S at the Utah game
This week, C got to bring treats to his soccer game. He was so excited....until it started to rain. And rain. And rain. I told him that I hoped they didn't cancel the game because playing soccer in the rain is SO much fun. He caught the excitment and enjoyed the shortened game.
Here, C is in the middle holding my umbrella up for some teammates while they are off the field.
Here, S is holding the umbrella while he sat on his chair watching brother play. MK is in the stoller covered in several layers of blankets. She slept through the whole thing and was nice and cozy warm in there.
Here, C is on the field waiting for kick-off. He is 3rd from left.
And here, C is taking a breather after being on the field.
Today, I was rushing to get the boys ready for Kindergarten and Preschool. When I turned around, I found S looking at me like this.
People constantly ask me how I manage to keep hats on my boys. I started from an early age and kept at it. Now, S has to have a hat EVERYWHERE he goes. It could be pitch black out side, and he would panic if he doesn't have a hat on before leaving the house. I did manage to convince him to leave it before we left. He used to try to wear a hat to church....but we've weaned him of that practice.
And finally--MK slept through the night! Hallajulah! Do I hear angels singing? Or is that just my brain working a bit more now that I had a bit more sleep? I put her down a little after 11pm and she didn't get me up til close to 7am. I only heard her fuss once during the night, and I was able to give her her pacifier and go back to sleep. Let's hope this is a continuing trend.
When I talked with family and friends this week, they all said the same thing--they wanted more pictures of MK. So, here are some random pictures of our little girl. She's growing and growing.
Here MK is on a quilt made for her by her Grandma, who S calls Jamma. My mom makes beautiful quilts. When she moved back to the states, I told her (didn't ask, told) that she was going to give me quilting lessons. Our lessons usually turned into "just spending time together" evenings where we did a bit of quilting. I miss that since she's started to do her Back-N-Forth thing between the States and Saudi again.