Sunday, August 31, 2014

31 August 2014

For some reason, Rose Pink has taught Bobo to use 'eggy' at the end of sentences.  I think she was trying to make him call her 'Eggy'.  Anyway, Bobo now will give you commands and follow them up with 'eggy!' 

"Sit down, eggy!"

"Get up, eggy!"

"Let go, eggy!"

Friday, August 29, 2014

29 August 2014

We zipped up to the Dream Cruise on Saturday afternoon.  We couldn't find my aunt and uncle when we got there, although we found her Mustang in the parking lot.  Right after I took this photo, they came back from wherever they'd been.  The kids monopolized the camera and took a couple hundred photos of awesome vehicles.  Let me know if you want to see any.

We rode our bikes up to meet them, and then rode over to our friends the Truskies, where we played for a couple hours.  While we were gone in Wisconsin, Royal Oak had some serious flooding, and the Truskies checked our house for us.  Although every other home in the neighborhood had several inches of water in the basement, ours was comparatively dry.  We're grateful for that blessing and grateful for good friends looking out for us while we were gone!

Thursday, August 28, 2014

28 August 2014

Last night, reading a book to Bobo.

Mama: What's this, Bobo?
Bobo: Chicken!
Mama: It's a duck.
Bobo: Chicken.
Mama: Okay.  What does a chicken say?
Bobo: Duck!

(I think he was trying for 'cluck')

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

27 August 2014

The other night in car on the way home from the Truskies, Nut Brown saw a sign that said 'Berkley Square' and read "Bakery Squirrel?"  He and Rose Pink were batting around the idea of squirrels that bake when Bobo suddenly used his deep baby voice to say, "Hi Roko.  Hi Roko.  Hi Roko.  Hi Roko...." over and over until she acknowledged him.  It made me laugh.

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

26 August 2014

Nut Brown had his seventh birthday while we were on vacation.  He wanted a Lego Chima party, so we had a pinata...
 (Kregger the crocodile masquerading as a ninja turtle)

...which was thoroughly defeated.

The kids also explored the 'magical hall of chi'.  My sister and I blew up eighty balloons, some of which had blue glass rocks in them.  They took turns popping the balloons to find and collect chi.  Totally great.

And of course there was cake and presents.  For some reason Nut Brown received Lego toys.  He was delighted.  So was Bobo.

Happy happy birthday, Nut Brown!

Sunday, August 24, 2014

24 August 2014

Last night Nut Brown and Rose Pink came up from downstairs at 10:30 pm to sing me three new verses they had made up for 'Oh You Can't Get To Heaven'.  Two involved dynamite.  I love it when they are having fun together.  Today Rose Pink gave a talk in Primary and when she got temporarily stuck, Nut Brown cued her from the audience.  He loves her so much and really wanted her to succeed.

Yesterday we had an unplanned surprise birthday party for Nut Brown.  He'd been asking for a 'friend party' and I told him he couldn't have one that day because I hadn't invited anyone.  But the Truskies were coming over anyway so Mr. Brown and I pooled our resources and had a party anyway.  We did the same games we played in Wisconsin and even found the same pinata, but this time the kids opted to punch it to death instead.  Nut Brown was surprised and felt very special, and I was really glad.  He's such a sweet boy.

Saturday, August 23, 2014

23 August 2014

We spent a week in Door County, WI, on Lake Michigan, with most of my siblings, my parents, and all the cousins.  I'm pretty sure I only saw my kids when they were hungry, and I know for a fact that there not many baths taken by any of the kids that week.  It was a great place to stay and we all enjoyed the canoes.


Friday, August 22, 2014

22 August 2014

Bobo does this adorable thing where he reverses the 's' and 'p' in words that have both.  When he wants a popsicle, he asks for a 'psocle', and when he wants a spoon he asks for a 'psoon'.

He's also added some more numbers to his vocabulary, so he can get past one.  'One, two, SIX!' he shouts, which reminds me and Mr. Brown of how the trolls count in Discworld: one, two, many.  Although tonight I asked him how many arms he has and he said, 'two'.

Friday, August 8, 2014

8 August 2014

Mr. Brown has turned 35 and was very happy to now define himself as middle-aged.  He said it was freeing.  For his birthday dinner we had yogurt and granola.  We also celebrated our family's 12th birthday by going out to a Japanese restaurant for dinner.  When we came home, we decided to walk up to the corner store and get sodas.  It looked like rain but I didn't think it was too serious.  We made it there and bought our sodas and then the skies opened and there was wind and rain and hail.  We waited in the lobby for twenty minutes, sipping our drinks and listening to the thunder and hanging out with everybody else who was stranded.  The floor drain backed up and began to flood the lobby!  It looked it was slacking off so we decided to run home.  Sometimes a good soaking in the rain can be fun.  The first thing we discovered was that it was cold rain, which is not very fun to be soaked by.  Then the hail started again and the kids started hollering in a not-very-fun way.  We took shelter on someone's porch and Mr. Brown went the rest of the way home to get the car and come back for us.  He took the wagon with him - it floated across the street because the water was so deep.  Luckily the people whose porch we were on were very friendly.   They happened to be watching the storm and saw us run up, and they brought us towels to warm up while we waited.  So kind of them.  Bobo wrapped up in his towel and turned his face to the wall and wouldn't turn around again for anything.  Eventually Mr. Brown came and picked us up.  It was a very dramatic ending to the day.