Me: Nolan, it’s time to brush your teeth and go potty.”
Nolan: buuuut, it’s toooo laaaaaaaate to brush teeeeeeeeeth.
Me: It’s never to late to brush your teeth.
Nolan: That’s where you’re wrong.
Meggie: Hi Bubbas!! Hi BUBBAAAS! Hiii BUUUUBBBAAAAAS!
Collin: b-b-bah-bah-bah…bah-ba-ba-ba (smiiiiiiile)
Ok, 1st grade
Jr. Kindergarten
7 months
After school Meggie answers my daily “what was the best part of your day” question with “the whole day”. Not sure if she has just already reached the age in which you provide as little information to your parents as is allowable, but I do know she’s heartin’ 1st grade and her “awesome” teacher, Mrs. Defever. Meggie is back in dance, we have added jazz to the mix and now piano lessons too! My little socialite loves it all! Danced for all at Oktoberfest with no sign of stage fright.
Something has happened to my laid back boy of yore. My sweet Nolo is growing to behave more typically “boyish” in his ways than I am prepared to handle. He climbed the bread shelves of Kroger yesterday. He is enjoying school and has even begun going down to his classroom with the big kids, without his Mom. More than anything else, though, he loves his Star Wars Legos and we spent the larger portion of the morning searching for the red light saber. Nolo has also begun taking hip-hop lessons, and he is one cool Hip Hoppin’ Nolo to the Bolo!
Collin is still barely rolling over, but this isn’t his “preemie” delay any longer, it’s the brazen fact that he is either being held by me, strapped into his car seat, sitting in his high chair or sleeping in his pack n play. Baby has no chance to move and, honestly, that’s alright by me. He’s as happy as a baby can be, loves his siblings and kicks his legs like crazy when I ask him, “do you want to go pick up your kids from school?” I also discovered he delights in going fast, so we may have a thrill seeker on our hands.
Brent has been a traveling man this month, I’m pretty sure he’s just avoiding our new digs. Our current home, the 1200 square foot vacation cottage rental, is not quite what we had in mind when we put our house up on the market. Pretty sure Collin believes Daddy normally takes the shape of a cell phone, while occasionally appearing as a human form.
The hunt for a home continues…
Thanks for the updates, always enjoy your stories & pictures!