03 February 2017

A 5-Year-Old Boy

The Bairn turned five last week.  We didn't invite any children to his party, but his friend Sam made him a birthday card and the little girls who live behind us showed up at the door with a card for him also.  We took cupcakes to his preschool class (my 'helpers' just about sent me over the edge making those cupcakes) and then we had a family party with crepes (The Bairn's favorite food) and homemade ice cream cake (which was fairly gross but met the birthday boy's specifications).

Eating a leftover cupcake from preschool.

We attempted to visit the wave pool for our family birthday trip, but there was an incident before we arrived so it was closed down for cleaning and we visited the natural history museum instead and then let The Bairn eat chicken fingers and naan at an Indian restaurant in Halifax.

Reading at Grandma's house over Christmas break.

At five-years-old The Bairn is very interested in the world.  He spends a good chunk of his days discussing ghost ships and unsolved mysteries (he has solutions for the Bermuda Triangle and Stonehenge).  We're currently reading an adult book together about the Mary Celeste mystery.  He loves reading books about Lego constructions and building little cars with his actual Lego bricks.  He plays with Hot Wheels and Transformers.  He's very interested in helping me cook.  He loves playing with Natey but I have to spend a lot of time asking him to stop picking up his brother.  He wants to keep the Sabbath 'unholy,' he tells me.  He cannot get enough snuggles and tickles.  Sometimes he says to me, 'Mom, could you snuggle me?  My snuggle bank is really low.'  He explained to me recently that all the snuggles I give him during the day slip out of the snuggle bank at night, so he needs to cuddle a lot every day.  He's very recently started calling me mother, which he pronounces mudder.  So I hear a lot of Oh, Mudder!  He would like to live on candy.  He is a sweetheart.

Snuggling a brother.


21 January 2017

8.5 Months Old

Natey is 8 1/2 months old.  I just love love love having a baby in the house.  I love looking down from preparing a meal and seeing my industrious baby crawling across the floor like some adorable wind up toy.  Sometimes he has a sock in his mouth and then he looks like an adorable wind up puppy.  I can't get over how hard he concentrates to get his fat, dimpled hands to pick up tiny pieces of peaches to shove in his mouth.  There's no better sight than his sweet, soft face sleeping next to me during a nap.



Sometime in November he started to stand.  He just rises straight up from the floor instead of pulling up on something and then letting go.  Lately, he's been squatting to play.  He looks like a tiny, clothed Samurai playing with blocks.


He's recently developed strong opinions.  Here are a couple of his opinions from the last day or two.

Hey, that looks like delicious ice cream.  I would like some delicious ice cream.  Where is the ice cream for the baby?!  Iiiiice Creeeeam!

Hey, it appears that you are playing Go Fish.  The baby would like to play Go Fish.  Please give the baby a Go Fish card.  I need a card.  I need a card!  I need a caaaaard!



He has four little teeth that came in all at once over Christmas.

He does not sleep particularly well.

The older kids climb into bed with us in the morning and argue over who gets to hold and love and squeeze him.  I almost lost my mind tonight in the grocery store, because Ellen and The Bairn wouldn't stop grabbing Natey around the neck or leaning on him in the cart or generally loving him too hard while we waited for my prescription to be filled.

He is such a gem - sweet and cute and lovely.

14 December 2016

Bairn Crafts

The Bairn has been very busy with arts and crafts.  He can entertain himself for an impressive amount of time with a pair of scissors, a pile of construction paper, and a can opener (the can opener is for making 'stamps' on his paper notes).  One evening he read aloud some of his notes and even made me write some of them out.  They were all along these lines:



Oh, dear.

07 December 2016

Christmas Crafts

I helped the kids make some Christmas crafts to give their teachers.  We traced their hands and I showed them an example of what we were making.



Ellen worked on her own.  It's remarkable the difference nose placement makes.  I can't stop laughing when I look at it.



The Bairn went completely rogue with his googly eyes and made a monster.


17 November 2016

Around the House

There's been a lot of good playing around our house lately.  I've discovered the joy of letting big box stores mail my tuna fish and toilet paper right to my door, so we have a lot of boxes at our house just now.  The kids have been making race car ramps and houses and magic elevators.

This is Ellen's monster mask, designed and executed entirely by herself (I cut out the circles as part of a different cardboard project and she found them and used them).  The parts that stick out are the ears, the circles are the eyes, and the tiny tin pan is the nose, obviously.

This is Ellen's school bus in which she is driving her babies to a "cabinet."  Unfortunately, they hit a bear (as usual).

This is The Bairn's marble run.  He set up the pool noodle so that he could send a marble down, stop it with a funnel, and then let it drop onto the track and carry on through the run.

6 1/2 Months Old

Natey is 6 1/2 months old. He crawls, sometimes on his hands and feet instead of on his hands and knees. I love looking up from the sink and seeing him working his way across the kitchen floor.  He loves tearing paper and trying to eat choking hazards he finds on the floor.

He is his mama's boy and immediately protests if I leave the room.  He shakes his head 'no,' which sends the other kids into hysterics and he likes to stick out his tongue.  He's found his voice and spends quite a bit of time babbling and shouting.



We love him.

03 November 2016

The Sheep

A sheep showed up in our backyard the other week.  It circled the house a few times before settling in for a stay.  The kids were in the house losing their minds.  They were very, very concerned about getting the sheep home.  The Bairn unrolled a ball of yarn all through the house to make a trail for the sheep to follow.  He was planning to unroll the yarn all the way to the nearest farms in the community.  Ellen offered to use her superkitty powers to fly the sheep to its home.  The Bairn thought that perhaps we should call 911.  Steve phoned a sheep farmer friend to see what he knew (he knew nothing, but he offered to send some tasty recipes if we couldn't find the sheep's owner
).  I said a prayer with the kids that we could help the sheep get home and then we went to church and I said some extra (silent) prayers that we wouldn't have a dead sheep on the country highway where we live when we got back.


The sheep spent the night in our backyard, until a farmer came to trap it the next day.  It turns out that the sheep had escaped from the fun farm where Ellen celebrated her birthday.  The kids sat on the back of the couch watching the capture and then rejoiced when they were able to go play on the swing set again.
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