March 4, 2018

Here's what's been going on the past few weeks...

Where's Waldo? 

  Our very romantic Chick-Fil-A Valentine's dinner.  Ryan is obviously a nine year old boy.

More waiting for kids to get out of piano lessons.  I'll do anything to keep this girl happy while we wait.

  Because of piano lessons we had to miss the S'more Reading night at the elementary school.  To make it up to Bailey, we made our own s'mores bites at home.  Yum, and I didn't have to leave my house.

  Ryan's Battle of the Books team took second in the city, out of 73 teams.  Look at him pose.  Everytime.

Yep, she's still doing this.

  For years Sydney has been planning to try out for ninth grade cheerleading.  Tryouts are coming up.  This was a Saturday cheer clinic to help her get ready.

  Shelbi's other love besides math and science is art.  She takes a different medium of art each year.  This year is painting.  She entered an art contest and both her pieces were in contention for being sent to the state competition.

All of those little dots in the white space are circles of hot glue.  It's very cool.

She'll be walking all over the house in no time.

  When we arrived for Ryan's orthodontist's appointment, one of the dental assistants immediately whisked Brynn away.  She came back a few minutes later wearing this tiara, holding this lollipop.  A few minutes later she was given a blowup Spiderman.  She came away from this appointment with more swag than Ryan.

  Jeff and I figure we're half done going to the elementary school P.E. programs.  Eight down, eight to go.  Bailey had the very important job this year of helping put away the parachute.  She was thrilled and only got stuck and lost her shoe once during practice.  

Ryan thrilled us with his basketball skills.

  Jeff and the kids are in the process of cutting down a weed tree that's been growing along (and breaking) our back fence.   Look how cool it is inside!

  When it's 80 degrees in March, you don't make your daughter come inside just because dinner is ready.

   She really applied herself tonight.  I've been meaning to reorganize this cupboard anyway.

  Making empanadas for her Spanish class.  I even had an empanada tool, by chance.

February 11, 2018

Shelbi and her cute friends, recipients of the Superintendent Scholar award.

  The cutest pirate in the 1st grade.  She still can't say her r's correctly, so her pirate "Arrrr" sounded more like "Ayyyy." Not quite as intimidating.

  The elementary classes had their Valentine's Day parties early.  Ryan was surprised that I'd let him make a black box with a broken heart.  If he's making it himself, he can do whatever he wants.

  The brave homeroom mom in Bailey's class let them make slime for their party activity.

All ready for her glow-in-the-dark themed school dance.  Ooh-la-la!

  I told Shelbi that she needs to start doing interesting things so this doesn't turn into the Brynnie blog.  This week she complied.  She participated in a piano festival this weekend.  She had to memorize two pieces and then play them on this big stage in an empty auditorium for the judge.  She said she wasn't nervous.  I would have been. She did awesome!

  See, I'm not the only one who's enthralled with this baby.  Bath time was especially splashy and giggly tonight.

  This may be the strangest Sunday afternoon game the kids have come up with.  It's called "Miko Chico Burrito."  Once one person has wrapped up tightly in the blanket, Ryan yells, "Dis one's for Russia!" in a Russian accent.  Then he sings "Rock-a-bye Baby" in the Russia accent while the others try to unwrap the burrito.  Wha...?

February 4, 2018

  Not having a baby in the house for six years made me forget a lot. Like how all of my babies loved to empty the bedroom garbage can every chance they got.

  It's hard for me to take seriously these kinds of scout ceremonies.  Looks like Erik was serious enough for both of us at his bridge crossing from Cub Scouts to Boy Scouts.  Yep, that's a thing.  On a side note, for a long time Jeff was Cub Master and I was Primary President, in charge of Cub Scouts.  That wooden bridge thing in the picture was our responsibility for three or four years.  We kept it in our storage unit.  I could guarantee a frustrated Jeff every time we had to get something out of storage.  This thing is cumbersome, takes up too much space, and never stands up by itself.  When we were both released from Cub Scouts, the first thing we thought of was we could finally get rid of the stupid bridge.

  I let her play in all the forbidden cupboards this morning.  She was elated, going quickly from one to the next before I came to my senses.

"Hey, look what I figured out how to open!"

Super Bowl cheesesteaks...

...and cheesecakes.

Let's get a closer look at Bailey over Shelbi's shoulder...

Fly Eagles Fly!!

January 28, 2018

A little bit of a delay.  Slow time of year for pictures...

I'm pretty sure there was more squishing than eating going on.

  Does she really have to turn seven?  I know it's cliche to say that you wish your kids could stay young.  Of course I don't want her to stay young.  I just want her to stay the confident, sweet, creative girl who always assumes everyone likes her. 

  As part of her lesson on gravity in science, Bailey had to make a vessel for an egg drop.  She designed and assembled this herself.  That's a tissue box covered in cotton balls.  She buried the egg in the middle of the tissues and surrounded it with more cotton balls.  The egg didn't break when dropped from the highest point on the school playground!  And I must say this box is totally representative of Bailey--soft, fun, and a little crazy.

January 21, 2018

  This is a very good thing.  She has never liked baby food.  I can probably count on my hand the number of times that she willingly ate it.  If she can learn to feed herself and sleep through the night, life will be good.
  And to prove I have other children...
  Sydney acting silly before her solo performance at festival.  I got to listen to her and she did lovely.  She's got a strong voice for such a little thing.  And she's bendy:


January 14, 2018

The Brynnie Blog continues...
  In my mind, there is nothing cuter than a baby in just a onesie.  Brynn is especially goofy when stripped down to her onesie at the end of the day.

Surprise baby selfies on my phone is something I never had with my other kids.

A grumpy baby, tired of waiting for kids to get out of piano lessons.

  For Christmas Sydney got a projector for her phone.  She puts on movie nights in her room.  She's the hostess with the mostest.

  It's a good thing the new baby gate is scheduled to arrive on Tuesday.  Especially since when she's tired of climbing, she sits on the step backwards and leans back to get down.  Luckily someone has always been there to catch her.