I've been discovering that my life is filled with black eyed roses. Saturday two of the neighbors were over playing with William. We were all so excited to have them over. What i had hoped would save me energy and time ended up requireing a lot more effort than i bargained for.
They played in the turtle sandbox and I ran out to give them all popsicles. They came in when both Mary and William were covered with popsicle juice and sand. It took a while to get them sprayed off with the water bottle, but after they were cleaned up they all played downstairs.
It was lunch and i was out of milk... i used evaporated milk to make them dinosaur macaroni. It was the best i've ever tasted and they ate it all. I believed they were set after all they were contently feed, and sipping their koolaid.
Jared is nine and Mary is eight and William had avoided saying the four letter "M" word they entire time they were playing. When kids his age are over i hear him say mine, mine, mine the majority of the play time. i was thrilled.
Jared and Mary made the terminal mistake of opening the vis a vis markers. William is unable to open them so i leave them in the playroom. I heard mary making objections and finally when i went down to check on them Mary's arms were covered with william's latest Pollock art designs. I scrubbed, rubbed, and spayed but Mary's arms were still marked.
After calling and explaining the situation to Trish william to his nap. He did it voluntarily. That was a great decision and a first time he put himself down. Mark invited Mary and her family to swim later that afternoon in attempts to clean off the marks william made. I was just dreaded the idea that they would still be on her arms the following day when we saw her at church.
While i was nursing EJ Jared and William swaped toys for the duration of the sacrament meeting. The borrowed star wars characters were wonderful and entertained will for the meeting, however when it was time to return them William was terribly unhappy.
One of the characters william borrowed had a cape and william called him superman's brother. My saving grace was an "Elastagirl" doll we found on the pew as we were leaving. The toy belongs to Jen Kotter's son Isaac. They had left for the day. I decided to pick them up because i'll be seeing her thursday when i go visiting teaching. So william was happy again and got to "borrow" Isaac's toys.
"Elastagirl" is the mother character from one of william's favorite movies
"Incredibles". He likes to consider himself the character "dash". William calls Mr. Incredible "uncle Andrew". We tried to convince william that "Elastagirl" was Aunt Leah. William knew better which makes it even funnier that he's still sold on the idea the mr. incredible is his the same person as his uncle. While he watches the movie i'll hear him say "run uncle andrew, run run"
This morning we went to Mary's house to apologize. I wanted him to know what he did was wrong. He looked confused when i told him to apologize to her. So i said, "Say sorry Mary for coloring on your arm". He was a good sport and was very obedient.
After leaving Mary's, we walked to the Ivie family's house to say hi. William did great until he got hungry and it was time to go. Than i regreted the decision to come. As i was walking home holding both EJ and crying hitting william, a person driving by stopped. She wanted to help me get home. She asked me if she could drive me home. I assured her that my house was just around the corner.
Thank goodness for microwavable corndogs, cheetos, and black cherry koolaid. William was comforted and happy after being feed and bundled in his fuzzy blanket. We read four books while feeding EJ. After singing "the other day i met a bear" he was okay with me leaving and him going down for his nap.
At the Ivie's house i noticed they loved games. I like the game idea and i believe it stimulates thinking. It would be wise to invest in some "go fish", old maid, and memory game cards. Lydia Ivie is william age and she enjoys her "kooties" game.
They played in the turtle sandbox and I ran out to give them all popsicles. They came in when both Mary and William were covered with popsicle juice and sand. It took a while to get them sprayed off with the water bottle, but after they were cleaned up they all played downstairs.
It was lunch and i was out of milk... i used evaporated milk to make them dinosaur macaroni. It was the best i've ever tasted and they ate it all. I believed they were set after all they were contently feed, and sipping their koolaid.
Jared is nine and Mary is eight and William had avoided saying the four letter "M" word they entire time they were playing. When kids his age are over i hear him say mine, mine, mine the majority of the play time. i was thrilled.
Jared and Mary made the terminal mistake of opening the vis a vis markers. William is unable to open them so i leave them in the playroom. I heard mary making objections and finally when i went down to check on them Mary's arms were covered with william's latest Pollock art designs. I scrubbed, rubbed, and spayed but Mary's arms were still marked.
After calling and explaining the situation to Trish william to his nap. He did it voluntarily. That was a great decision and a first time he put himself down. Mark invited Mary and her family to swim later that afternoon in attempts to clean off the marks william made. I was just dreaded the idea that they would still be on her arms the following day when we saw her at church.
While i was nursing EJ Jared and William swaped toys for the duration of the sacrament meeting. The borrowed star wars characters were wonderful and entertained will for the meeting, however when it was time to return them William was terribly unhappy.
One of the characters william borrowed had a cape and william called him superman's brother. My saving grace was an "Elastagirl" doll we found on the pew as we were leaving. The toy belongs to Jen Kotter's son Isaac. They had left for the day. I decided to pick them up because i'll be seeing her thursday when i go visiting teaching. So william was happy again and got to "borrow" Isaac's toys.
"Elastagirl" is the mother character from one of william's favorite movies

This morning we went to Mary's house to apologize. I wanted him to know what he did was wrong. He looked confused when i told him to apologize to her. So i said, "Say sorry Mary for coloring on your arm". He was a good sport and was very obedient.
After leaving Mary's, we walked to the Ivie family's house to say hi. William did great until he got hungry and it was time to go. Than i regreted the decision to come. As i was walking home holding both EJ and crying hitting william, a person driving by stopped. She wanted to help me get home. She asked me if she could drive me home. I assured her that my house was just around the corner.
Thank goodness for microwavable corndogs, cheetos, and black cherry koolaid. William was comforted and happy after being feed and bundled in his fuzzy blanket. We read four books while feeding EJ. After singing "the other day i met a bear" he was okay with me leaving and him going down for his nap.
At the Ivie's house i noticed they loved games. I like the game idea and i believe it stimulates thinking. It would be wise to invest in some "go fish", old maid, and memory game cards. Lydia Ivie is william age and she enjoys her "kooties" game.
5 comments:
Hi Rosy,
I liked hearing about your crazy adventures with little William. The pictures are gorgeous. E.J. is so cute! I am glad that you started a blog.
Great to see your blog, it is so fun to read about your lives, especially when we don't get to see you very often.
Fun to see you in blog land! Watch it, it can become addictive!
Your family picture with EJ @6 days! My gosh, you all look great!
Hi Rosy, it is me, Heather F. from high school. Jen told me you started a blog. LOVE it! Your kids are darling! You can catch up with our family at
kickbuttmommy.blogspot.com
So, you say melted poscycles and sand don't go well with kids? Too bad I've already had the woodwork refinished on our kitchen table. I could have put the kids to work on it while they were still human sand paper. I can imagin them doing snow angels on the table top and buffing out all the scratches.
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