Tuesday, November 25, 2008

luke's birthday

Earlier this month we celebrated Luke's 6th birthday. In keeping with tradition, he made his own cake. Luke is a very serious about his craftsmanship. He was also very committed to licking all the extra frosting off the spatula.

He carefully placed all 6 candles in the shape of "L" on his cake. He later explained that was he could blow out the candles easier. Always thinking ahead, my Luke.

With the candles gone, it was time to star dishing it out.

Some were worried they might not get their piece.

But everyone got some. Ava just ate the M&Ms off hers.

Next it was time for Luke to open his presents. He'd been consistent over the past few months in communicating his desire to get a sword and a sheath. So that's what he got. A nice wooden sword and leather sheath to put it in.

He liked it a lot. But then it was time for him to open his second present. Also a sword. And a sheath.

But this one was slightly different.

And bigger.

Yes a lot bigger.

Okay. Ridiculously big.

But that didn't stop him from proclaiming it the best present he's ever gotten. I really had no idea what I was getting when I ordered it from the Life in a Shoe people. Now it sits on a shelf and is taken down periodically for supervised playtime. It may be useful for home defense as well.

He also got some legos from our friends. Thankfully they have proved a pleasant and safe diversion from the sword.

Happy birthday Luke!

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

about mud

The kids and I have this story that we love to remember and laugh about. It happened right after Ava was born and was still nursing a lot as new babies do. I was inside nursing Ava, Mike was on a trip, and the boys (all three) were outside playing in the mud. During our rainy season saying that they were playing in the mud and that they were playing in the yard is synonymous.

So on this particular day in February while outside playing, Ethan got stuck in the mud. He was two and the mud was so strong, his foot so embedded that he was unable to pull his boot back out of the mud. So he did what all two year old's would do and started yelling for help. Aidan and Luke came inside to tell me what was going on. When I looked out the window, I saw my sweet little boy about half an acre away standing in the mud crying all alone --he couldn't move. So like all post-postpartum mommas while nursing, I hollered at the big boys to go help their brother! They went back out and I watched them attempt to pull him out without success.

I apologized to Ava and put her down (she was not pleased!) while I put on my boots and coat over my (remember I had just had a baby) pajama bottoms. As I walked out in the field to pull my two year old out, I too had trouble keeping my boots on the mud was so thick! It was not easy pulling Ethan out of the mud. In the end I pulled so hard that once he popped out, I fell flat on my backside! In the ice trimmed mud! It was hilarious, after I was warm and cozy again.

Here is the picture I took of my pants while I was feeling sorry for myself. I wanted Mike to see how hard my life was.

So anyway, I retell this story today because I never realized how dangerous it is to reminisce stories like this with the kids. They love this story so much they decided to re-enact it today with our current two year old (almost). I do not know if it was conscious or sub-conscious, but they did it non-the-less.

I did not have the heart to take a picture of Ava while stuck in the mud or immediately afterward because she was VERY upset about it. But here she is in the bathtub, now clean but still grumpy about it all.
And she wants you to know how happy getting clean makes her.
Here are what her socks and pants looked like. You see, her boots got stuck in the mud so they came off when she took a step so her brothers threw them "out of the way," then she got stuck --unable to move in just her (once) white socks.

The scene of the crime.
Next time we remember these stories, I will be sure to add at the end that this is not something that is pleasant or good for the two year old. Or for momma!

on October 31st

Not only is it Aidan's birthday but it is also Reformation Day and we had a celebration at church. We brought with us...

A "knight-soldier," a fire-fighter,

a football player,

and a nurse.

The theme this year was "serving others." I explained it to the kids and they (except Ava) decided what they wanted to be (using stuff from the dress up box). We thought we were bending the theme a bit with Aidan's but were willing because it was his birthday. However, Stacy generously pointed out that many are served entertainment by football players :).

Monday, November 3, 2008

offended sensibilities

"Aunt Clair, can you please remove the socialist propaganda from your vest?"