School Kids

For the first time in almost 3 1/2 years...on Tuesday and Thursday mornings I only have one child to tote around. Zane is my main man.

The two big boys are both in pre-school. I feel like I have all this free time on my hands. Maybe that's why I'm blogging again!

The boys both had a great first day. Colt read a book about spiders, Wyatt made a friend who helped him chase monsters and on the way to the playground Wy's teacher let him stop in Colt's room to say, "Hi,"...I'm told they hugged!

What Zane Said

So Zane has about 10 words in his vocabulary, the usuals, "mommy" "daddy" "bottle" "nite nite"... But his first phrase is classic Zaney. He insists on helping his brothers feed the dogs every morning. In his social fashion he spends the whole time bouncing from pup to pup, patting each one on the back and saying, "Good dog"..."Good dog"...

Party Animal

So we had to cancel our July fourth party because of Colt's sickness. No one was more irritated than Wyatt. Instead of a gathering with lots of little kids we just had a couple of our friends over. We told Wyatt it would be a small party. So all through supper he keeps whining, "When is the party going to start?" We say, "This is it. This is the party." Finally I say, "What is it that you want to do?" He looks at the four adults at the table and says, "We need to wake this crowd up."

Couch Potato

So Wyatt and Colt both spent Sunday with 102 degree temperatures. Since it was 107 degrees outside there weren't many options for entertainment. They spent the entire day on the couch. Colt got up and moved around occasionally, to draw or play with toys. Wyatt never budged. This should not surprise anyone who knows Wyatt, he is my child with the greatest couch potato potential. So after 12 straight hours of television Sunday, Wyatt looks at me with a gleam in his eye and says, "Mommy, I sat in front of the TV ALL day long!"

Where's Rufus?

So Colt chooses a book at bedtime called "Nathan and Rufus Learn to Share." It is about two lions who are best friends and learn how to share toys. I was excited that it might teach him some valuable lessons about playing nice with his brothers. But at the end of the book he just looked at me and said, "Nathan was in Iowa. Rufus was not." At least we know he has a good memory.

Fish Tale

So Colt is still talking about his first fishing trip. His Dad, Uncle Tom, Pa and Great Grandpa took him to the family farm in Iowa over the weekend. Last night in the bathtub he pretended to "fish" with his leg. He would catch the fish between his toes and ask me to remove them. He instructed me on how to remove the hook between his toes...and then toss them back in the water. He giggled every time his "catch" splashed back in. Ahhhh...good memories.

Back on Track

Sorry for the delay in posts...my laptop keyboard has malfunctioned...the "R" would not work...the frustration kept me from writing comments for several weeks...I've got a temporary fix...stay tuned for updated cuteness.