Random thoughts from a pastor turned stay-at-home mom now living in the Intermountain west

Friday, July 13, 2007

It's Friday!

Not really sure that's a great title, but oh well. It is Friday - and it has been a pretty good week. I've been catching up on things around the house - mundane stuff that gets put off when you have company on and off for 2 weeks - and most of it is done. I am sitting out on the back patio now and it is actually pleasant at the moment. We had rain yesterday (first time in over a month I think) so it is a bit cooler. Our backyard is also mostly shaded in the mornings, which is nice. M. is playing in her new to her sandbox that some folks from church brought over last night. Their girls have out-grown it, so they passed it on to M., who loves it. C. is rolling around trying to figure out how to crawl over to the sandbox and play too, I think. C. will be 6 months old next week, and has been trying to figure out how to move since she was 3 days old. I am not kidding. The kid has figured out that everyone in the house but her can move independently and this will not do. She must be mobile like everyone else. She can roll over and scoot some - crawling is next I believe. W. is getting ready to take the cats (we have 3 - Luke, Knox, and Calvin - and a dog, Micah) for their annual vet visit. I just hope we can find all three and get them in their crates. M. has said she wants to go with Daddy to "help" with the cats, but now is not sure she wants to leave the new sandbox. We shall see......do you remember the days of childhood when there was never enough time to play? M. has also started calling herself "George" from time to time - after Curious George. I think it's funny - it's also really helpful in getting her to do things, because George will cooperate and do almost anything without a fight. So, when it's time to go and she doesn't want to put on her sandals, I ask, "is George coming in 2 minutes?" and she will say, "yes, Mommy" and go hide for about 30 seconds and then come out as George and get herself ready to leave. Ah, the imagination of a three year old!
More to write later, but C. is hungry, so I must go....

1 comment:

LittleMary said...

well shoot. nothing like encouraging multiple personality disorder at such a young age. perfect parenting!