Growing Up

Tonight at dinner, the boys were talking to me about what will happen when they grow up.  Gavin said, "When Aislynn gets grown up, she's going to move to California, that's a long ways away from us."  

I asked him, "Where will you live when you grow up?"  

He answered, "I'll live with a different mommy who will be my wife and I'll have 3 kids, all baby boys."  

"Oh?  What will you name your kids?" I questioned. 

"One will be named....uhhhh.....let me think about that." He replied.  

Caedon decided to chime in at this point, "I will name my kids Pascal, Lilah and, um...Liteliker."  

"Liteliker???" I asked.  

"Yep!" he said.  

Gavin piped up again, "I know.  I will name one kid Aiswacker too, of course!!"  

I really hope that I don't end up with Grandchildren named Liteliker and Aiswacker, no offense to anyone with these names!!

Little Sausages

On the ride home from lunch today, Gavin started crying loudly in the backseat.  Knowing that he was all alone in the 3rd row of the van, I knew that it wasn't instigated by his brother.  "What happened Gavin?"  Dan and I both inquired.  "I hurt myself!!!" Gavin replied.  "How did you hurt yourself?"  I asked.  "I bite my finger."  He cried.  "Why did you bite your finger?"  I questioned.  "I didn't know it wasn't food!"  He exclaimed.

I did feel bad for him, but I couldn't help but laugh just a little bit.  Caedon then scolded me.  "Mom!  It's not nice for you to laugh at Gavin when he's crying.  He was just hungry and he forgot that his finger wasn't food.  You're being sneaky to Gavin!"

When we got home and Gavin stuck his finger out for me to inspect, all I could find was what looked like a paper cut on his finger.  When I told him that it looked like a paper cut, he assured me that his tooth was sharper than paper and a sharp tooth made that cut!

Caedon's turning 5!!

Tomorrow is Caedon's 5th birthday.  My oldest baby is 5 years old.  Here are some of the many reasons that I can never thank God enough for the gift of this amazing little man:

1.  The way that he used to talk like a Russian when he was a baby.  Most babies say "GA, BA, GOO."  Not Caedon.  He used to shout sentences that sounded like this, "Oshkarishnik valtommir akh nashid commicanal."  My funny little red-headed munchkin...which brings me to...

2.  That beautiful red hair.  Who ever would have thought that mixing a brown skinned, brown haired, and brown eyed man with a brown haired and hazel eyed woman would create the most gorgeous auburn haired, blue-green eyed boy in all the land??  Since the day he was born, I have women stop me in the store to tell me that they wish they could find his hair color in a bottle!!

3.  Caedon is passionate.  He is one of the most passionate people I know.  I don't worry about Caedon ever following the crowd b/c I'm pretty sure he'll be the one leading it!  I love that he is such a strong little boy with a good sense of himself for a 5 year old.

4.  The way that he loves his brother and sister.  Granted, he and Gavin have their fair share of knock-down, drag-out fights as most brothers so close in age do, but if anyone else messes with Caedon's little brother, he's the first to stand up to them.  And the way that he coos over Aislynn and makes silly faces to try to make her smile melts my heart!

5.  I love his stories!  Caedon loves to talk and he talks in detail.  He will not only tell you what he did at school that morning, he'll tell you what he had for snack, how it tasted, what color the book was at circle time, the funny thing that his teacher said and how it made him laugh when another boy told him a joke.  I hope that it is always this easy to get him to talk to us about his day.  I love seeing experiences through his eyes.  

6.  He has an amazing sense of humor.  Granted, I don't love the potty talk, but he can come up with some real zingers.  Just yesterday, as we were driving home, I told the kids that Daddy would be home when we got there.  When we turned onto our street and Caedon spotted Daddy's car, he said, "Wow, Mom...you were right for once!!" and then erupted into laughter. Perhaps I should have been offended, but it was just so darn cute and funny!!

Happy Birthday to my first and oldest baby.  Like he reminded me the other night, "Mom, I'll always be your baby even when I'm grown up and have a wife that makes my dinner."   

Things I've Found in Gavin's Bed this last week...

1.  An apple with one bite taken out of it

2.  One of Cooper's dog bones

3.  Superman cape

4.  12 different hot wheels cars

5.  Diego DVD and case (Note: the dvd was not in the case)

6.  Spiderman lunchbox

7.  3 Crayons

8.  1 piece of sidewalk chalk

Apparently Gavin does everything imaginable in his bed...except sleep!

That Sounds Familiar

Today I had to sub in Caedon's preschool class.  As the other teacher was leading circle, she read a story called, The 3 Little Rigs.  Basically, it was the story of the 3 little pigs, but instead of pigs, the characters were little trucks that built their own garages and then the big, mean wrecking ball came to smash them.  After the story, some kids were asking questions about the story.  Caedon looked lost in thought and suddenly blurted out, "That story reminds me of the 3 little pigs!  It seems familiar!"  

As the discussion continued, Caedon asked, "But where is the Mommy and Daddy trucks?"  His teacher replied, "Well, the little trucks went off on their own to build their own houses just like you'll all live on your own when you grow up."  Caedon quickly responded, "No!  I'm going to live with my mommy and daddy forever even when I'm big!"

Boy Humor

I knew when I had 2 boys so close in age that eventually I would be subjected to that inevitable boy humor.  You know, the laughter at all bodily functions and telling jokes about stinky stuff.  I had no idea that it started so young!  I assumed I had until the pre-teen years, at least.  Not so.  I am knee deep in "potty talk," passing gas, burping and telling jokes.  The latest joke that Gavin keeps repeating goes like this, "Why did the chicken cross the road?  Because he had to go POOP!"  This is followed by uncontrolled laughter for several minutes.  He even had to call Grandpa Rick to tell him this great joke.  It's going to be a long road to college.  Aislynn and I will have to team up against the stinky talk!  At least I'm not the only female in the house anymore.  Don't even get me started on the name calling.  Who knew that adding a "poopy" to any insult made it 10 times as insulting??  Help!!

Yes, We are still alive!!

Dan reminded me this morning that I have a blog and that I haven't updated in over 2 weeks.  So sorry friends and family.  The last few weeks have been a whirlwind.  I hosted baby showers for two very close friends, ran the Orientation for preschool, the boys had their first week of preschool, I suffered from a very painful kidney infection and we all had colds.  Breathe.  

So, I will try to keep things more up to date from now on.  On a funny side note, my kids are always mispronouncing words.  Here's the latest one from Caedon.  After hiking up to the top of Multnomah Falls yesterday with Daddy while I was busy with a baby shower, Caedon told me all about the climb.  "Well, mom, I got a little nervous because some parts of the hill-ll (yes he pronounces the ll twice) were very Steve."  I replied, "They were very steve???"  "Yep.  Some parts were steever than other parts." he said.  "Oh, the hills were steep?" I questioned.  "Yeah, mom.  They were steve."