Oliver has discovered solid food and he is a fan. He’s loved nearly everything I’ve given him. Peaches, oatmeal, peas, bananas, pears, carrots, rice cereal, yum, yum, yum… all except avocados. Avocados were not a hit.
With the rate of his intake, he’s going to be going through a growth spurt soon. He’s a muncher.
And here is a sneak peek of his teeth. The second one broke through a few days ago though you can’t really see it in this picture.
Molly’s Activity Day Girls had a mother-daughter tea party tonight.
It was a super cute and I had a lot of fun being there with Molly. After munching on little treats and drinking punch in pretty tea cups, everyone went around the table saying something nice about either their mother or daughter. When it was my turn I shared that I love Molly’s creativity and ability to make everyone laugh. Molly said she loved that I put up with all her attitudes, even when she is crazy.
The girls made these darling hats out of wrapping paper and all sorts of ribbons and flowers. Molly put a bit of everything on her hat and little pieces kept falling off all night. I’m grateful to have Molly as my daughter. She definitely makes life more fun.
Today we celebrated 8 years of marriage by wrangling kids, mowing the lawn and watching t.v. Sounds just about right to me. We were able to grab a sitter and go out to a fancy smancy dinner on Friday, the first time without Oliver tagging along, so I feel we’ve celebrated properly. Our life is full right now and it is wonderful. I’m so glad I have Ben to share this crazy adventure with.
We started off our Saturday with Henry’s baseball game. He had a couple of good smacks of the ball and did a good job fielding. He has really bounced back from his injury.
After the game we made a brief stop at the farmer’s market that was set up nearby. It was definitely not the largest market I’ve ever seen, but it did kind of make me want to set up a booth and sell stuff. Maybe next year.
On the way back from the market we picked up lunch and then headed over to the church because it was our family’s turn to clean the building. After sweeping, vacuuming, dusting and tidying, we all practiced bearing our testimonies over the pulpit.
And then guess what? More baseball! William’s game was in the afternoon. He played a great game and did some great fielding as well as having some great hits. He even got a double.
We keep changing the manor in which we let the kids earn money. I feel like it is something that we have to adjust from time to time as our children get older, our family gets larger, and the household chores increase. We just recently moved to a new system and so far it is working well.
The kids all earn a set amount of “spending money” each week. It varies according to age and increases on their birthday. The money is not attached to any particular chore or set of chores, however they can lose some of their spending money each week through bad behavior (this has happened three times now) or not completing chores when asked. For example, each of the kids typically have one larger chore each day like vacuuming their room, cleaning their bathroom, or mopping the kitchen. If they don’t complete their chore then either I will do it or one of the other kids will and as a result a portion of the lazy child’s spending money will go to the person who picked up the slack. In addition, when Adelaide threw a fit and bit Henry, some of her spending money for the week went to Henry as restitution.
I pay out the money each Friday and they set aside 10% for tithing, 10% for savings and the rest goes into their wallets. Mom and Dad will pay for all needed expenses such as clothing and shoes that fit, hygiene items, sports and music lessons and so forth. The kids have their spending money to fulfill any wants. So far, Molly has used her money to purchase a pretty pair of sandals and some extra clothing items (she loves fashion and is quite good at putting together interesting outfits). Henry used his money to buy a ping pong paddle and set of balls. Adelaide bought a princess doll that provides all the fun of a Barbie without all the naked doll weirdness. I thought for sure that William would have used his money to buy a Lego set, but he’s our saver. He loves to go and look at the Legos in the store, but he never brings his wallet because he doesn’t want to spend any money. He has lots of ideas for making money (catching and selling fish, raising chickens and selling eggs, selling apples) and said that when he turns 17 he’d love to buy some land and have a small farm.
I know these stats are only interesting to me, but this is my blog so ha!
Height: 27.5″ (83%)
Weight: 16.5lbs (30%)
Head: 17.5″ (68%)
He had to have five separate shots today and an oral vaccine. Oh and the doctor mentioned that it looks like his second tooth is coming in. That’s a lot to deal with for a little guy. Poor Ollie!
(This picture was taken a few days ago. He is decidedly less happy today after all the shots.)
Mother’s Day was awesome this year. I loved it. How could I not? Just look at those five beautiful babies I have! They all gave me the sweetest handmade cards. I’m the luckiest woman on the earth.
Church was full of sweet surprises today. The primary children all sang a lovely song to the mothers and then all the men and young men got up to sing to the women. It was so beautiful and touching. There was also a little dark chocolate for the women which was oh so appreciated by me.
Today I thought a lot about all the different women who have mothered both me and my children over the years. I think women have such an amazing capacity for goodness and nurturing. Having babies is only one part of being a mother. Those who adopt children, teach children, bring meals to a sick friend, lend a listening ear, share a cry with, work alongside and rejoice in the joys of the people around them are also mothers. They are full of the mothering spirit. The world needs strong, loving women! It also needs strong, caring men, but today’s not Father’s Day so I’ll talk about them later. :)
Things I love about this photo:
1) My baby’s furrowed brow and sneaky glance.
2) William’s sad face.
3) Henry’s super huge smile.
4) Molly’s cute new haircut and super cute shoes.
5) Addy’s sweet angelic face.
:: I’m so tired. So very, very tired. Everyday. Will I ever sleep again? When will I stop staying up so late? Why do I think I have to jump out of bed to check on my baby when he’s been quiet for too long?
:: Tim Tim brought a live mouse into the house the other day. He sneaked in while I was trying to get rid of the door-to-door salesman and just as I was shutting the door in the nice man’s face, Adelaide calmly says, “Mama the mouse is moving.” Mouse? What mouse? A tremendously exciting 15 minutes followed in which the cat batted and chased the mouse, several of us screamed, and all of us ran. Eventually we threw an enormous pile of dish towels on top of it and then scooped it up inside a used Target bag to deliver the little mouse back to the wild.
:: Tim Tim brought another live mouse into the house today. It was kind of like a drop and run kind of job. Maybe all of our screaming scared him? Why isn’t he eating them? Is he a vegetarian? Is he just hunting for sport?
:: Molly screamed and screamed at the sight of a huge green spider and I’m talking about jumping on a chair, pulling hair kind of screaming. I gave her a pretty hard time when we found the spider (that had been crushed in her panic flinging of a jar) and it turned out to be not so very huge and very much not green. Just a few hours later I came across the mammoth of all hairy, horrible spiders and it scared me to death. Karma?
:: I do not know how to dress my current body shape. The outfit that I wore to church on Sunday was so awful that Ben had to very carefully request that perhaps I pretty please never ever wear it again. I just laughed, because he was right. I don’t know what to do with my body so I’ve been mostly tenting it in various drapey items. I’ve tried doing a little research, but I’m not shaped like a pear, apple, athletic, pencil or hourglass. Where are the choices for sausage-with-toothpicks-sticking out of it? That’s my current shape. I am a sausage. I am pretty much the same width from shoulder to hip and when I turn to the side it’s the same. Everything is all mushy so when I wear a waist band of any sort then it just cuts into the mush and makes lumps above and below. Sames goes for shirts. What do sausages wear?
:: I’ve decided to give myself a reward once I’ve completed 100 workouts. I’ve done 10… since Oliver was born and 3 of those were this week. Ben calculated that I’ll be earning my prize in 6 years. Awesome.
:: Mother’s Day is this weekend and for the first time in a long time, I’m not filled with self-loathing thoughts of how much I fall short of the mothering ideal. I’m working my tush off and even though I make mistakes every single day, I have enough humility to admit my imperfections and I try my very hardest to change. I’m a work in progress and I’m okay with that.
Oh my sweet heavens! That smile! Those eyes! That little chin!
Could he be any cuter?
Oh goodness, I love him. LOVE HIM!
I can’t get enough of this guy. He’s still a serious observer of his surroundings, but he’s also free with his smiles and the absolute best snuggler ever. He’s rolling over, bouncing like a maniac in his jumperoo and has cut his very first tooth. He loves to hold his blankie when he sleeps, hates the bright sun and thinks his siblings are the best entertainment ever invented. He got his very own highchair this week and has been tasting such delicacies such as strained carrots, squash, peaches and bananas.
He’s growing so fast and I’m trying to soak all his babyness up.
I mean, just look at these chunk-a-munk thighs.
And don’t even get me started on baby toes. Oh the toes!
Ah and finger dimples! Be still my heart.
This has been a baseball week. The boys had games everyday from Wednesday to Saturday. Henry’s been working on his range of motion in his arm and I’ve been working on not hovering over him like an overprotective hen. Ben worked with Henry a bit and deemed him healthy enough to field in his game on Saturday. He probably would have let him bat too if I hadn’t been such a worry wart. Henry got to play pitcher, left field and right field. He sat on the bench when his team was at bat. I think that in another week he’ll be ready to bat. I can see that he is getting stronger every day but he is still working on being able to rotate his lower arm from a palm-up position to palm-down position without moving his elbow.
After a solid 3 hours of baseball engagements Saturday morning, Ben and I worked on the yard for a couple of hours. Ben mowed and I weeded, but I swear it doesn’t look like I’ve done anything at all. Ben found some frogs while mowing which the kids loved. Last time he mowed he ran over a rat, so I guess mowing brings all sorts of surprises. I should mention that Ben’s not the only animal hunter in this house, Tim Tim made his first kill yesterday. I called him inside and he came sauntering in with a dead mouse in his mouth. I thought for a second that he had grass stuck to his face but it was a mouse tail. I panicked a bit and Ben tried to usher the cat back outside with his kill but Tim Tim kept batting the dead mouse across the room on his way out the door. It was quite funny looking back, but quite gross when we were in the middle of it. I found out later that Tim Tim kindly brought his dead mouse up to the apartment over our garage and left it for Ben’s cousin Paul. Nice move Tim Tim.
Oliver wasn’t such a fan of the sun. I slathered him in sunblock (except for a patch of his face that I must have missed because it turned bright red this morning) and gave him a sunhat and sat him in the shade, but even then he wasn’t happy. Later that night he double-fisted a snow cone into his mouth and then this morning Ben discovered that Ollie had cut his first tooth so maybe he was teething and not a hater of the sun after all. He seems too young to be getting teeth what with not even being 6 months old yet.
In other random news:
- My computer seems to be possessed of an evil spirit. In the very least, it hates me.
- I’m turning 35 next month which has me pondering all the various eye creams on the market. I’ve been noticing the faintest of crows feet beginning around my eyes. It’s silly that I’d even notice considering I’ve had deep frown lines since I was like 7. I’m pretty sure I was born scowling.
- I want chickens, bees and a dog. Maybe not in that order, and definitely not for awhile, but someday.
- A few weeks ago our septic alarm went off at 3:30 in the morning. It turned out to be faulty wiring that we’ve since fixed. We now have a nice trench in our concrete that we’ll have to fix at some point. I’ve learned a few things about being on septic. 1. I don’t like it. 2. When something goes wrong, I always imagine a giant explosion of poo happening in the backyard. 3. I’m pretty sure septic guys are paid to stand around in your backyard looking down holes. Every time I looked outside they were standing around looking at another hole… and they made nice amount of money doing it.
- I danced in a Broadway type musical number for a church activity last month. I was super nervous about doing it, but it was a lot of fun and it reminded me how much I enjoy dancing.
- Ben is playing his french horn in a church production tonight. He hasn’t played since we’ve been married (8 years this month!) and I don’t know how long before that, so this opportunity has been really fun for him.
- Adelaide is potty trained. Unless I declare this fact to anyone in which case she’ll pee her pants. Without fail.
- I’ve been hanging artwork on the walls. I can’t tell you what a difference this makes in helping this house feel like our home.
I certainly have a lot of random things to say! Perhaps I should try and blog a little more often so they don’t pile up.
I have been keeping up on my picture-a-day blog, so that helps a little.