All In The Family

One of my favorite parts about going back to KS each year is visiting my extended family. I was dismayed however to find that my cousin's son, Adam, who is going into the 6th grade this year is as tall as me. My whole family came over to my parents house for dinner one night. The boys (Kevin, Adam and Duncan (my cousins once removed) were very sweet to Greyson and Quinn and taught them how to jump off the rocks behind my parents house and how to shoot hornets with a rubber band and an index card. Greyson and Quinn LOVED playing with the big kids, especially Kevin who they called "the boy in the brown shirt." It was wonderful to catch up with my family who I see so seldom.

Michele Erim, Child Psychologist

PC (Pre-children) I had tons of child raising theories. I was convinced that the reason that children talked about poop and pee so much was that their parents made such a big deal about it. THAT was not going to be MY children. I have made every effort to discuss all bodily functions as I would any other topic of conversation. I never chided them for discussing their potty habits just as I would never chide them for discussing, say what they had for breakfast. Poop and pee are non-entities in this house as far as I am concerned. Let me tell you how well that has worked.

My children LOVE to talk about poop and pee. They LOVE to sing songs about it and play games where it is the main component (thankfully only imaginary games). When they hop in puddles they tell me that are hopping in pee. They think it is hysterical to tell me that they have pooped in their diapers (even though they are both in underwear). Frankly, poop and pee are by far the funniest things in our house, at least to them.

Last night we were in our hotel room on the way home from KS. Quinn and I in one bed and Raif and Greyson in another. I rolled over to say goodnight and I love you to my precious daughter. "Quinncess, I love you."
"Mommy, I see poopy." (followed by hysterical fits of laughter that can only come from a two year old at one in the morning).

Every day I wait patiently for that parental self help book writing offer to come in. I am sure it will be here tomorrow.

Mascot Confusion

It was destined to happen - poor guy. We are attempting to brainwash him with not only 4 collegiate teams but with a myriad of professional teams covering a broad spectrum of sports.

Today Greyson wanted to play basketball and as I brought out the hoop he said in his very serious voice - "I AM THE DEACON JAYHAWK!!"

(hey, I can't complain too much - they are both my teams)

Farewell at the Zoo

This week is Greyson's last in Cosmic Kids so the class had a farewell field trip to the zoo. Helping chaperone 12 preschoolers at the zoo. I am wiped out.

Portraits

We took Greyson's 4 year portraits yesterday. Raif did an AMAZING job and got some really beautiful shots of the kids. Here are some of my favorites....




There were so many good ones.... if you want to see the rest you can check out Raif's Smugmug page

Goochy Guinny

Bon Appetit

For his birthday Greyson got a whole chef's kit from Raif's godmother Susie. It included an apron, cookbook, measuring cups and spoons and a lion spatula (oh my what a hit that was). We broke out the cookbook for the first time this morning and the kids made us pancakes for breakfast. Greyson measured out the dry ingredients.


Quinn cracked and beat the egg and whisked in the milk.


They both took turns mixing them all together and each got to flip their pancakes.


Delicious! Thanks for breakfast guys and thanks to Aunt Susie for a great gift!