My Amazing Kidlets

So I've been wanting to write about the new things Lily has been doing for a while. I just never seem to get the chance. She still loves to dance. She's added some moves to her repertoire. She now spins (still only clockwise), "jumps", shakes her hips, sways her shoulders and does a little horse-type gallop around the floor. Adorable! No one has ever seen her dance that hasn't commented on how adorable it is. She will now stay with me for almost all of circle time in gymnastics. She says "uh-oh", "all done" (with a sign), "what's that?" and she make up her own sign for "pick me up please". If you ask her what a cow says she will say, "Moooo". She has all sorts of other "words" that she will say to you over and over in all seriousness until you've acknowledged that she has said something profound. She is quite adorable and so funny. She makes me laugh constantly.
Ryan has also been astonishing me with his abilities lately. This morning Lily pulled all the toilet paper off the roll when I was brushing my teeth. Since we had to get to gymnastics I just let it go and figured I'd change it when I got back. I went to the kitchen to get snacks and Ryan came down to tell me he put the "new toilet paper on the straight thing." I thought he was trying to tell me he changed the toilet paper roll, but I didn't quite believe it- for one thing he is male and for another he is 3 and no one has ever showed him how to do it. He took me upstairs to show me and low and behold there was a brand new roll of toilet paper. I guess he picked it up somewhere because he had done it. I didn't even know he knew where to get the spare rolls. His physical abilities and dexterity are developing monumentally. He can now create multiple things with the brio building sets, do a flip over the bar at gymnastics all by himself and do a forward roll on the beam. He can throw and catch with fairly good accuracy now. He can even zip his own zippers with no help. I think I'm going to start calling him Wonderboy ;-)
I know I'm playing massive catch up on their abilities in this post, but if I don't get it down here I'll never remember. I hope your head stops spinning soon;-)

Because I want to know...

What is your reaction to two people whispering in a group gathered together for social reasons?

There has been some heavy debate going on here about the subject. Any thoughts out there? Any at all?

Happy Birthday Jay!!!

Happy birthday to my wonderful husband and my children's wonderful father. I'm glad I married you...even if you are a geezer now;-) I'm kidding. You know I had to pay you back.

I love you!

File This Under "Small World"

There is this really great building set we got for Zach when he was about Ryan's age. Ryan has recently taken a huge interest in it. The problem is Zach has rediscovered his interest in it and there are not really enough pieces for them both to play together. We thought we had the perfect solution. We would buy more sets and they could share all of them. Unfortunately, Brio has discontinues the line and we could only find two sets on e-bay to buy. One of the sellers happened to be a store in Sumter. I thought that was a funny coincidence since I've never even heard of the place before my parents moved there. Then I pretty much forgot about the coincidence until I opened the package today. In with the packing materials was this playbill...



Sound Familiar?

I opened it up and sure enough there were my parents' names all over the place. I've erased all the last names and circled my parents' names for you. Crazy, huh? Talk about a small world. I sent off to get a toy from a place I'd never heard of that happens to be where my parents live and get a playbill for the play they worked on in the box (two of them actually and they were not crumpled at all).

What's Harder?

What's harder than having your kids puke all over you and cleaning up after them for 5 days?

anyone, anyone?

Okay I'll tell you...

It's making sure your famished kids get enough to eat when the sight/smell of food makes you want to hurl. Oh and the faint lingering smell of the aforementioned pukefest in the couch that also makes you want to hurl.