Six is.....

Six is....

Smart

Stubborn

Happy

Independant

Helpful

Bossy

Sweet

Shy

Stylish

Six is beautiful.

Six loves to...

Watch SpongeBob

Eat ice cream

Change her clothes

Swing on the swingset

Play with her friends

Do her homework

Read to her stuffed animals

Sing at the top of her lungs

Annoy her brother

Give Mommy and Daddy big squeezes at bedtime

Catch worms

Splash in the bathtub

Happy 6th Birthday, Baby Girl!

Well, excuuuuuuuse me!

The Silly Bandz craze has hit our house.

Before school the other day, Peter ran back upstairs to put on his Silly Bandz and I asked, "Did you forget your bracelets?"

He stopped dead in his tracks, turned around, snorted and said, "They're not bracelets, Mom.  They're Silly Bandz."

Star Fuyshhh, Jlay Fuyshhh, Poufr Fuyshhh

I love to open the kid's backpacks every afternoon when they get home from school.  There is always some sort of treat for me - a spelling test, a drawing, a writing assignment. 

And now I have proof that they aren't being completely honest when I ask the question, "What did you do at school today?" and get "nothing" as their typical response.  Busted! 

Sarah's backpack always contains some sort of writing that she did that day.  Her teacher will give the class a prompt and then they have to write several sentences.  And they aren't allowed to ask for help on spelling.  They are supposed to sound out the words and do the best they can.

Sarah usually spells her sight words correctly but the rest of her spelling usually cracks me up.  I think she likes to see how long she can make the words.

They have been studying ocean life and it looked as if she was asked to draw some things that live in the ocean and label them.

Here is what she wrote and my translation:

Star fuyshhh - Star fish

Euyll - Eel

Poufr fuyshhh - Puffer fish

Wauyll - Whale

Ockduypusss - Octopuss

Jlay fuyshhh - Jelly fish

Cauyb - Crab

Notice that she spelled fish the same way each time.  She may not be correct - but she's consistant!

Will they ever know?

I glanced out the window as I was preparing dinner and I could see my son.  He was holding his large plastic sword and slicing it through the air.  I assume he was fighting imaginary dragons or giants or perhaps even Goombas.  His arms were flailing, his legs were a blur of motion and he was talking to himself. 

And my heart melted.

As my husband and I were climbing into bed, he noticed a small rock on his bedside table.  My daughter loves to give us gifts.  Sometimes it is a drawing, sometimes it is a shell, sometimes just a random item from around the house.  I looked over at my bedside table and realized that I had a rock too.

And my heart melted.

I wonder if they will ever know how much I love them?

Another major milestone. And we hit this one out of the park!

Often times, I lament the passing of time when my kids are hitting major milestones.  Because as my husband puts it, "it just means they'll be gone soon."  When my son turned 5, my husband sadly said, "Well, 13 more years and he will be gone forever." 

And no matter how hard I tried to convince him that he's wrong, - "Oh, the kids can always come back home.  Just because they move out, doesn't mean they'll be gone forever," - I know deep down, he's right.  Once they move out after high school, it really never will be the same. 

So normally anytime they move from stage to stage, it's a bittersweet moment for us, but not this time.  This was all sweet - no bitter here.

We attended a minor league baseball game with the kids on Saturday night and other than one quick trip out of our seats for ice cream and one trip to ride the merry-go-round, we watched the entire 9 inning game. 

This is huge people!  Huge.

We've been attending minor league baseball games since the summer Sarah turned 2 and Peter was 3 1/2.  And we have never gotten to watch more than 3 innings of the game.  We were always up and down and back and forth - to the bathroom, to the concession stand, to the merry-go-round, to the bathroom again, and finally home out of exasperation and frustration.

But not this time.  This time was different.  This time was good.  We actually got to watch the game.  The whole game.

Sometimes moving on to a different stage is a good thing.  Now instead of just doing things as a family, we can enjoy things as a family. 

(Are these not two of the cutest snaggle-toothed grins you have ever seen?)

Overheard in Kindergarten.

Yesterday as one of the Kindergarten classes was lined up in a single-file line and was filing out of Spanish Enrichment, I overheard one of the boys saying, "Logan! Will you stop following me?!"

That one kept me chuckling all day!

She was extra busy this weekend!

The Tooth Fairy was extra busy this past weekend.

Sarah lost her second tooth on Saturday and Peter lost his fourth or fifth (who can keep up at this point?) tooth sometime late Saturday night or early Sunday morning.  When he woke up it was laying under his pillow.

And not a moment too soon either.  I thought if he didn't hurry up and get that tooth out of there, his Grandma was going to hold him down and do it for him.

Peter doesn't like to wiggle his loose teeth.  He prefers to let them loosen up on their own.  And that's not neccessarily a bad approach except that the last two teeth he has lost have been the two big ones on top. 

And because he wouldn't just wiggle them and yank on them to get them to come out like most kids do, the teeth turned and twisted in his mouth until it looked like he was wearing a set of those Billy Bob teeth.

And quite honestly, it really did make him look rather goofy.  And his Grandma doesn't like for her baby boy to look goofy. 

He looked so funny that I can't believe his classmates hadn't given him a hard time.  Or maybe they did and he just didn't care.  And every time I was having a conversatin with him, I couldn't keep my eyes off that crooked bucked tooth.  It was mesmerizing...but not in a good way.

Anyway, the tooth is out and we are all relieved. 

And I learned that instead of fumbling around with food coloring in a dark bedroom, it's much easier to prepare the colored water under the bright lights of the kitchen and just switch the glasses in the darkened bedroom.  It was quite the a-ha moment for me!

So Sarah's Tooth Fairy was yellow and Peter's was orange and I didn't have dye-stained fingers this weekend.  I guess we are all growing up.

My husband went to Seattle and all I got was this lousy...

Buddha...

that pees...


I'm not joking.  My husband travels frequently on business trips.  He normally goes to France and Ireland and occasionally to Seattle.

He normally doesn't bring things back for us.  And that's fine with me.  I don't need any more things to dust or throw away when the kids aren't looking.

But for some reason, a Chinese tea vendor in downtown Seattle convinced Dan to buy this...

If you soak this little creature in water for a few minutes and then pour boiling water over it, water will shoot out of the tiny little hole right there on it's tiny little...you get the picture.

My husband thought it was hilarious.

The kids thought it was hiliarious.

I asked if I could throw it away.

I need to remind my husband that if he must buy something from a Chinese tea vendor in downtown Seattle, tea might be a good thing.

Creative ways to give money to kids for their birthdays.

My kids and their friends are at the age now where receiving cash for birthdays is a big deal.  And this works out great for me since I have a hard enough time knowing what to get my own kids much less what to get their friends.

In February, when Peter's friend Colton turned 7,we gave him money but I wanted to make it a little more exciting than just opening an envelope with cash in it - I wanted him to have something to unwrap.

So I got a whole bunch of balloons and filled each one up with a dollar or some change, until I had a large box full of balloons with money.  And then I wrapped up the box. 

Colton was pretty excited to see such a big gift box and according to the report I got the morning after the birthday sleepover, he had a good time popping the balloons to get the cash out. 

The kids went to sleepover at Cheyanne's on Friday to celebrate her 5th birthday and I knew I wanted to give her cash as well.  I didn't want to do the balloons in a box again since we had just done that with her brother.

I remembered a bunch of plastic Easter Eggs laying around and thought money would be cute stuffed in those.  

I went to Target to try to find some sort of stuffed animal shaped like a chicken.  And to my excitement they had a small Webkinz chicken!  Cheyanne loves Webkinz so this would be perfect.  (Now don't look to closely because even though the Webkinz tag calls it a chicken, I think technically it's a rooster because it has one of those red things on it's head.)

I got a cheap basket, put dark brown shredded paper in the bottom of it (attempting to simulate straw), laid the eggss (get it?  laid the eggs!) on top of the "straw" and placed the chicken on top of the eggs. 

How adorable is this?  So much cuter than money in an envelope!