This weekend we went on a family trip to Cosco. Our usual strategy is to first stop off at the food court and get the boys a frozen yogurt to split. Happily occupied with their treat they will sit in the cart and we can quickly get our shopping done. This weekend, however, we got there pretty close to lunch time so we thought we would try to skip the yogurt. Big mistake. Neither of the boys would sit in the cart and Seth insisted on pushing the cart himself. Danno told him he needed to let him help or else we wouldn’t be able to go somewhere fun for lunch. Seth replied back, “Dad stop pushing the cart or we can’t go home and make cookies” I think he may have missed the point of how a threat is supposed to work.
My boys love to help me make cookies and usually I am happy to oblige. Every time I envision how fun it will be (my fantasy also includes a kitchen that magically cleans itself up as we go so you can see how realistically I see things). Immediately the fight starts as the boys drag chairs and benches over. They both have very clear ideas about whose chair and whose bench is whose. When they are finally all arranged I pull out the ingredients then the fights begin about who gets to dump what. I have to carefully protect my ingredients so Caleb doesn’t take it upon himself to dump some extra into the bowl and while I am busy doing that he empties my drawer of all the measuring cups and spoons. Then the screaming and pushing and pulling and tears begin. In order to buy myself some time I dump out a small mountain of chocolate chips for each boy. When the cookies are all mixed I move over and start putting them on the pan. The boys try to squirm their way in to help which of course puts them in a much better position to help themselves to the dough. Finally the cookies go in the oven and 10 minutes later the finished product comes out but the boys, full of chocolate chips and raw dough, have totally lost interest. I am then faced with a counter full of warm, delicious cookies that I really don’t need to eat but just can’t resist. Sigh.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Early morning smelling
I am not sure why but Caleb pretends to smell things by blowing air out of his nose. Every time he sees a flower or a picture of flowers he says, "flowers" and then snorts. It makes me laugh every time.
Caleb is a great sleeper. At bedtime we take him upstairs, tuck him in and say "good night, I love you." he responds with "bye mom, love you" then we usually don't hear from him until the next morning. Last week he woke up around four one monrning and boy was he mad. He was screaming and screaming while running and crawling all over the place. He wouldn't let me or Danno touch him so we ended up just standing by while he worked it out himself. At one point he went back into his room and screamed right by Seth's head which of course woke Seth up. He finally crawled into his bed so I tucked him in and his screams gradually settled down to some pathetic sniffiling. As he was finally settling down Seth says to me, "Why is Caleb smelling?"
Caleb is a great sleeper. At bedtime we take him upstairs, tuck him in and say "good night, I love you." he responds with "bye mom, love you" then we usually don't hear from him until the next morning. Last week he woke up around four one monrning and boy was he mad. He was screaming and screaming while running and crawling all over the place. He wouldn't let me or Danno touch him so we ended up just standing by while he worked it out himself. At one point he went back into his room and screamed right by Seth's head which of course woke Seth up. He finally crawled into his bed so I tucked him in and his screams gradually settled down to some pathetic sniffiling. As he was finally settling down Seth says to me, "Why is Caleb smelling?"
Two more random Seth sayings
While watching me change Caleb's dirty diaper
Seth: Oh no Caleb, now you can't play video games (in the last stages of potty training Seth would lose video game privledge when he had an accident)
Mom: It's okay, if he poops in his diaper he is just a little boy and I don't think he is ready to potty train yet.
Seth (repeatedly the whole day): Caleb wants a potty train! (think chugga chugga choo choo)
After being bitten by Caleb
Seth: I am not for eating!
Seth: Oh no Caleb, now you can't play video games (in the last stages of potty training Seth would lose video game privledge when he had an accident)
Mom: It's okay, if he poops in his diaper he is just a little boy and I don't think he is ready to potty train yet.
Seth (repeatedly the whole day): Caleb wants a potty train! (think chugga chugga choo choo)
After being bitten by Caleb
Seth: I am not for eating!
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Opposites
The other day were eating one of Seth's favorite dishes: honey chicken. But the last time Kirstin went shopping for curry King Soopers was out of the brand we usually use. So now we are experimenting with a different brand that is apparently a little hotter than the house brand. We still don't have it exactly the same because Seth was complaining about how hot his mouth was.
"Just drink some water, it cools your mouth off" Kirstin said.
It must have clicked with Seth, because he followed up with "The honey chicken cools my mouth on."
"Just drink some water, it cools your mouth off" Kirstin said.
It must have clicked with Seth, because he followed up with "The honey chicken cools my mouth on."
Monday, December 15, 2008
A family that prays together
Danno and I were asked to give the prayers during sacrament meeting on Sunday. Of course during the opening hymn Seth decided he needed to go potty. I quickly husseled him out and got back just as the hymn was ending. Danno had already gone up to the stand and a lady from the ward was sitting with Caleb. Just as she stepped out of the pew Danno started speaking and Caleb flipped out. He ran down the asile crying loudly and calling for his dad. I ran after him but didn't catch up until he reached the front of the chapel. Danno ended his prayer and Caleb was reaching up to him so I lifted him up to Danno. As soon as Danno got him he of course started crying and reaching out for me. The bishopric member thanked our whole family for giving the opening prayer. How embarassing! Danno made sure to get the boys out to the lobby during the closing prayer and luckily they were so happy to leave neither noticed I wasn't following so we didn't have a repeat perforamnce for the closing prayer.
Monday, December 8, 2008
If you give a Seth a waffle
Thursday night we had waffles for dinner. As soon as Seth was done he hopped up and said "I want to take a bath." We thought that request was a little strange but we didn't have any plans that night so it was no big deal to give him a bath a bit early.
The next morning I took the boys to the library. Seth's preschool class is reading books by Laura Numeroff this month so I put a few on hold for us to read at home. As soon as Seth saw If you give a pig a pancake he asked me to read it to him. You can click on the link to see the few first pages. The text is:
"If you give a pig a pancake,
she'll want some syrup to go with it.
You'll give her some of your favourite maple syrup,
and she'll probably get all sticky,
so she'll want to take a bath."
she'll want some syrup to go with it.
You'll give her some of your favourite maple syrup,
and she'll probably get all sticky,
so she'll want to take a bath."
A light bulb went off. It was suddenly clear why Seth wanted to take a bath last night. He wanted to be just like the pig! This is pretty much how I get all of my information about what goes on during preschool. It is good that I can at least get a little peak into what happens during the day. Though I am not sure I want to know the back story to Seth's latest gem, "It's okay to make a mess."
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