Jonah is very proud of his song that he made up all by himself. He’s been singing it all day. (If you can’t figure it out–it’s to the tune of “Farmer in the Dell.”)
I love the dell,
I love the dell,
I love the dell, the dell,
the dell, the dell, the dell.
Without any farmerinit (“farmer in it” is all one word)
Without any farmerinit
I love the dell, the dell,
Without any farmerinit
I have many things to be thankful for this Thanksgiving weekend. Barry was tired of having my rabbits in the garage, so he built them a two story condo with a built in fort. They are now winterized, even though Lizzie still wasn’t smart enough to take shelter in the rain.
Here’s what else is new in no particular order:
So, not super exciting, but good for me. It is really cold and rainy. It’s winter in Ohio. The sun will come out…
in May.
CAN I HAVE ANOTHER PIECE OF CANDY?!? I don’t know how to adequately translate the yelling-screaming earsplitting hysteria that is my house the day after Halloween.
I think Halloween is fun. I love thinking of ways to turn my kids into their favorite animal or a robot from outer space. Barry really had fun this year and turned the bike trailer into a spaceship, and we had hopes of making a cool space movie in our costumes, but our video camera is broken. Trick-or-Treating was a blast. It was so cute to hear Jonah talk like a robot to everyone he could—but now there’s the candy.
It is the bane of my existence. I have transformed from fun mom to Candy Police.
I had a friend in Albuquerque who let her six kids eat ALL of their Halloween candy in one day. They were sick for a day or two, and then she didn’t have to worry about it anymore.
But my kids are so little. I’m afraid of what might happen if they really ate all the sugar they want.
So…I’m enduring my earsplitting headache for now…
and the candy may end up in the garbage.
Brenna’s Primary lesson yesterday was about honesty. At the end of the lesson the kids just got to color and Brenna figured out how to write this all by herself. Yes, my four year old is a phonics genius!! And, she even put a period at the end of her sentance!!
(It’s supposed to say “I can be truthful for others.”)
This is a treasure.
I have more pictures to add. I took some on our good day on Friday, you know, the day I bathed all three of my children. Well, I felt so ambitious, and my kids were too clean, we had to make play dough for school. What mother in her right mind would make play dough for her freshly bathed children? I don’t know. I obviously wasn’t in my right mind, and now light blue (food coloring just isn’t potent enough to make anything other than grayish ugly light blue) salt dough is smashed into my dining area carpet. (Someday when we’re rich we will put tile down in the dining area. Carpet and eating toddlers or play dough playing are definitely not a good combination.) So, my good day got a little stressful…but then, while I was trying to clean up the salt dough mess, Jonah went to the bathroom by himself. Which was fine until he washed his hands and filled the sink up , and then tried to scrub it with half a roll of toilet paper. Wet toilet paper doesn’t have a whole lot of scrubbing power, but it sure is fun to watch it break up to little bits in the sink full of water, then pull the plug and watch it go down the drain–for awhile. Because eventually it stops going down the drain because it is completely clogged. Anyway, my day was pretty good until then. I didn’t take pictures of any of that, though. I just wanted to run away.
So we went outside and spread out some blankets under a tree and read a little bit of Wind in the Willows. The kids were being good, so I gave them suckers. I simply had to ruin the clean kid thing even further by letting Jonah drench himself in sticky slobber. (You have to click on this picture to get the full effect of the slobber. I mean, there is some slobber!)
Barry unclogged the sink. He can do anything.
We went for a pretty fall walk yesterday, so I have to include these pictures too.
