Thursday, June 30, 2011
We've randomly decided to go to Iowa and visit Hugh & Jess for a long 4th of July weekend. We're all excited. We got the kids all excited. Then we asked them where they thought we were going. Rose Pink thought we were going to BJ's house. Nut Brown thought we were going to visit Grandma & Grandpa (which explained why he was saving his Swedish fish for them). They were a little surprised when we clarified where we are actually going, and now excited all over again.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
This just made me laugh. Getting kids out of the tub the other night- Nut Brown had already been dried and dressed and was hanging out on my lap while Rose Pink finished washing her hair. When she got out she came into the bedroom and Nut Brown exclaimed in a shocked tone of voice, "Rose Pink! I don't want to see your nakedness!" which is only funny because they were naked together in the tub not five minutes before! Very sadly for me, Nut Brown has lost the tight confiding grip for holding hands that small children have. He's growing up. He doesn't always want to hold my hand any more when we go out. :(
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
My parents were here recently visiting for a weekend. Nut Brown yesterday: "I'm going to make a picture of Grandpa because I miss him SO MUCH." Here he is with his portraits of Grandma and Grandpa. Tonight, getting ready for bed, he gets a cup of water and has an enormous gulping drink. Pulling the cup away from his face, he sighs and says, It's a good thing there's oxygen in here.
Friday, June 24, 2011
When my parents were here visiting two weekends ago (hooray for Grandma & Grandpa!), Nut Brown was discussing what happened at church with us at lunch afterwards. Nut Brown: I got a bracelet too! Rose Pink: Where is it? Nut Brown: ... I ... I think I left it at church. Grandma: Last time I saw it, Nut Brown, it was in your pocket. Nut Brown: (lights up) digs around in pocket and triumphantly produces said bracelet. Nut Brown: (digging further) and I have this too! (holds up a thumbtack, with the point towards us) The shield of DEATH!
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Happy Father's Day to Mr. Brown! He is such a wonderful man and so good to our children. I love to watch him being tender with them and enjoying them. Today he and Nut Brown had out the pot lids and the plastic swords and were beating artistically on each other. A couple weeks ago, the kids and I found an enormous bottle of dice at a garage sale and decided to give it to Mr. Brown for Father's Day. He was very surprised and also pleased- there were dice of all sorts in there, all sizes, shapes and colors, including a 30-sided die, which are pretty rare these days. The kids also had a great time playing with them. I also interviewed the kids to find out how much they knew about their papa. How old is your daddy? R: I don't know. Thirty-one. N: Five! What is Daddy's job? R: take care of kids. N: Protect the kids. What does Daddy like to do? R: work on the computer! N: Drive the car! Where does Daddy like to go? R: Meijer. and Wal-Mart. N: In the forest. How are you and Daddy the same? R: We both have blue eyes. And we both like ice cream. N: We both have short hair. I can jump higher than Daddy. How are you and Daddy different? R: He has wide feet and short hair. N: Daddy's feet are way bigger than mine. And we talk different. What is your favorite thing to do with Daddy? R: wrestle! N: play basketball with him. What is your favorite thing that Daddy cooks? R: spaghetti. N: chicken. If you could go on a date with Daddy, where would you go? R: to walk around and shop at the mall and buy some things for me! N: To Chuck E. Cheese!!!!!
Monday, June 13, 2011
Last night, I suggested to Rose Pink that if she would ride her bike without training wheels to the ice cream shop, I would buy her an ice cream cone. She has been anxious about riding without training wheels, but with the prospect of an ice cream reward she set off, albeit reluctantly. We successfully negotiated the 3/4 mile ride through our residential neighborhood, and enjoyed the ice cream. Mr. Brown and Nut Brown came along, with Nut Brown in the bike trailer. On the way home, Rose Pink told me how much fun it was to ride a bicycle. This morning, I had to carry some cookies over to a neighbor a few blocks away, and Rose Pink suggested that she and I ride our bikes over. So all of us rode over to the neighbor's house, and then rode to a park about a mile away and played there for awhile. On the way home we stopped at the corner store for cold drinks. Every time that we mentioned going anywhere, Rose Pink suggested riding our bikes. She said it was lots of fun, and that bikes are even faster than cars! In the late afternoon, she finally won us over again, and we rode our bikes almost two miles to a park that's on my way home from work, and from there a couple blocks over to the Telway, a little bitty diner, and had hamburgers for dinner. It was so much fun to be out and about and to have increased our range so much. Nut Brown was very patient (and slightly bored) in the bike trailer, but it will be fun this summer to ride places together (library! farmer's market! other ice cream store!). Hooray!
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Nut Brown coordinates his outfits. He came downstairs the other day in an orange sweatshirt and orange shorts and announced, "I'm a carrot!" When he wears red, he tells us that he's an apple.
He drew a cactus in the driveway, and shouted, "NO PAT NO! Don't sit on that!" (Name that Dr. Seuss book.) Mr. Brown has gone to Dallas for a niece's blessing, so I get to stay home from work til Monday afternoon. I'm so excited by this - the staying home bit. Although it is completely weird to have him gone. Usually it's me that leaves and has to subsist via speakerphone conversations.
There are quite a few cars on the road here sporting a license plate frame that says, "Make the choice//SUBURBAN". I'm pretty sure that it's from a car dealer around here somewhere, but every time I see it, I want to pump my fist in the air and shout, "Yes! I choose sub-urban!"
Last night, reading scriptures, we ran across the word "Gentile". Rose Pink suggested that it was a cousin to 'reptile' but I explained that it usually refers to people who aren't Jews? What are Jews? was the next question. So I went through the rehearsal about Jacob/Israel, and twelve sons, who became twelve tribes or groups, and one of his sons was named Judah, and members of that tribe are called Jews. "Oh," she says. "Are you a Jew?" "No," I explain, "Daddy and I are members of the tribe of Ephraim, which is a different one of the twelve." "Hmmm," she says. "Does that mean you're Ephs?"