Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Fall faves

Just had to post a few of my faves...
After school pics last week, the boys were all dressed up cute and willing to let me take some recent pictures of them. It paid off...they are changing so quickly still. Parker is literally growing before our eyes. And Emmitt is turning into the almost 4 year old that he is. Big boy!
Parker's front teeth are coming in. The picture below of the two of them makes me smile, because Parker is soooo chapped on his mouth. Kindergarten must require some major concentration because he is always licking, biting or chewing on his bottom lip!
And Emmitt has a huge gash that is in the process of healing in his picture. He took a huge tumble behind the couch in the basement and the tongue and groove wall contacting his forehead is what slowed his fall down. So needless to say, did I pay for the $10 photo touch up option for the school pictures? Heck NO! I want to remember why they looked like this! Because they are cute, busy, crazy little boys!

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

McCarthy 2011: Part Three

Or Trois we should say...since thanks to Auntie Becky giving Emma the Katy Perry song, Last Friday Night, she now knows what a Ménage à trois is. So sorry about that Debs! In my defense she has had French class.
So we have been rained on the last 2 years at McCarthy the last weekend of July. This year that week was totally gorgeous (and my family of four took a vacation to Vagabond Village) and the Lepper's and the Olson's had booked the last weekend of August. Brrrr. Windy and chilly. But we did manage to spend one day at the beach. Well more like a morning. It was like a switch and somebody cranked up the wind factor and chased us all out of there.
But as always, we had a blast. The kids still tend to divide into pairs. Peter and Parker go off fishing together, while Emmitt hangs on Emma where ever she goes. In the mornings when he wakes up, he normally comes to momma for his snuggles, except when his Emma is around. They all sat around the fire together, went exploring together and this year was just that much easier. We brought our kids' bikes and that helped with the "long" trip to the bathroom up the path.
Emma got to practice driving a bit. She has her permit and taught me what a PRNDL is! Chris had to meet with some students in Tower and Bear just happened to get dropped off at Fortune Bay for the morning. He didn't want Chris to drive alone of course!
We would put the kids to bed in the camper together watching classic movies, like Iron Will, on the car DVD players and fed them until they were full. They slept great and it gave us adults a chance to sit up around the fire and enjoy a beverage (or two) and each others company.
We had some super funny and memorable moments throughout the weekend: Like setting up the giant food tent. Me kicking the fire pit when I freaked after seeing a spider on my shirt. Debs not remembering what I told her I was getting her for Christmas!! Pete crying and flipping out on the family canoe ride, the huge perch Peter caught off the dock and then recreating the picture of his dad when he really did catch a monster this summer. My little boys fishing in their underwear. Eating our fish fry in the dark! Hiding our adult beverages when the Ranger drove by on patrol. Remembering that we are old and the group that moved in the following night is the group the Ranger needs to be worried about. Me killing the battery on my car again just trying to keep the iPod going for us. The look on my husbands face when he knew I killed the car battery on yet another camping trip. Teaching Emma how to jump start a car properly. Chris bringing out Justin Case to help us. Uncle Chris' ghost stories (if the log rolls over, we're all gonna die!) Our homemade pee pee, tee pee! And of course Parker showing each and every one of us up on how great of a marshmallow roaster he was! We will always cherish this weekend away with this family. Trois cheers to years to come!

Year One
Year Two


I just had to update on what has happened in one short week. I am currently home today with Emmitt who is puking his guts out literally and every time that happens he poops his pants. FUN!

The second day, Parker took the bus home instead of to daycare...we got the wonderful phone call from our Stephie saying he wasn't on the bus to her house. She managed to have another mother watch the daycare kids while she drove to our house to pick up our almost 6 year old and bring him back to daycare. He asked us if it happens again, "should I just watch TV or jump on the trampoline?". NO!!! I have taught him how to get the hideout key and let himself into the house AND to call my cell phone immediately!

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

First Day of School

The First Day of School was an eventful day...but we made it!
Only half of the kindergarteners went Tuesday, then half Wednesday, then the full class on Thursday. Parker was the Wednesday half.
We managed to get out the door on time this morning. I dropped the boys off at Stephie's for breakfast and them came back to see Parker off on the bus. Davina's mom Diane is the bus driver and I almost lost it right there when I saw her! I know she'll take good care of him. I watched as Parker stood in line with all the other daycare kids with not a care in the world. If he was anxious is any way he didn't show it. All he showed was excitement when he actually saw the bus coming down the road. He actually was jumping up and down in line. And then it was over. He just followed the line, got on the bus and looked out the window at me, gave a little wave and that was it. I didn't start tearing up until he was gone. Then it was on to Emmitt's first day of school.
Emmitt has been giddy about school starting since he realized this was in fact the year he could go. He was much faster about getting dressed and ready this morning. Like I said, I had dropped them both off for breakfast at Stephie's, then I was off to the grocery store for the items listed on the list that I had just located. I was in search of a snack for 16 kids and juice! I came back to get Emmitt when we sent Parker on the bus. He was so excited as he waved goodbye to his brother and Stephie. We get to school, he poses for me with his backpack, he smiles after recognizing and locating his locker, he lets Mrs. Baron take our picture and begins to play. He is totally fine at this point. I was not worried at all. Then as I begin to say goodbye he starts showing that he is not quite ready for me to go yet. I tell him I love him, give my baby a kiss, my heart aches a bit and I walk out the door. I am visiting with another mom and Emmitt appears in the hallway. I stearnly tell him it's dangerous to leave the room and bring him back in. I then tell a "teacher helper" to keep an eye on him because he just ditched preschool. Then I did our goodbyes again and left him. He is not crying at this point, he is not acting truly unhappy, just unsure. I get to my car and notice that Emmitt has escaped again from the room and snuck out the door to the sidewalk (OUTSIDE) crying his eyes out looking for me. Another teacher realized a 28 pound 3 year old is outdoors and retrieves him. I roll down my window and alert Mrs. Dowty that I am in fact not a terrible mother, I do realize that my child has just busted out of the school and ask her if she wants me to come help. She says no, she's got it covered. I tell her he belongs in Room 101. She's been teaching for a long time and I know her well and she scoops up my baby to take him back inside. Another mom that I know is there to witness. (who can miss it, the kid is screaming for me and bawling his eyes out). She comes over to my car and hugs me through the window as I quickly become the mom who bawled in her car in the parking lot and proceeded to cry all the way to work. When we picked him up, it was like nothing had happened! He was happy and excited about his day. He got to be the weather helper today and stuck close to his buddy Andrew. He teacher felt awful as soon as she heard about the great escape and put the "closed door" policy into immediate action.
As soon as he saw Papa Milo was there to pick him up, he asked if he had brought him a cookie. Well, Emmitt...of course he did! Welcome to the new tradition of the daily cookie from Papa when he picks you up from school. I only hope that Friday it is better when Essa takes him to school and Papa picks him up and I have nothing to do with it!
Emmitt and I met Parker at the bus stop after school too. I managed to catch him coming off the bus even! He wasn't too excited to see me picking him up right away. He really wanted to go back and play with his friends at Stephies! I convinced him that I had a cool afternoon planned for us and a surprise at home. (it was a bike ride to play at Kerry Park and I baked cookies while I bawled at home all afternoon). So he was convinced and hopped in the car. I asked one tiny question and the flood gates opened. The question: "What was your first day of Kindergarten like?" It started with how cool it was to write on dry erase boards and then use socks on their hands to erase the marker! AND that Mrs. Pavleck is going to take them home and wash them! She's cool! He had a gingerbread hunt (a tour of the school) and retold daddy all about it. Then they all got to eat the gingerbread cookie...he said he really wanted the eye with the m-n-m but settled for the foot so it couldn't run away again! He couldn't find his lunch money for a milk, but somehow got one! And that he really had a fun day!
I really can't believe how emotionally exhausting today was...but I wouldn't trade it for the world