Week 4 Pictures

Not going to lie I had 2 pictures on my camera when I thought about it this morning... 

so I grabbed a few moments today!

Maxwell.

About two years ago he gave me one huge mega scare and ended up with croup.  

I never experienced it first hand before and of course rushed him to the ER in the wee 

hours of the night.  So now he gets it about every year and it is still very scary, but I

 don't panic - as much.  Last night was the night.  Mallory 

woke me up about 12:30am and said Max was making a funny noise with his throat and 

she got him a drink and he was still making the funny noise.  I go downstairs by him to 

discover he has croup!  A little cold shock outside therapy and some hot steamy shower 

therapy and in our bed he went.  Well Mallory wasn't about to be alone so she slept on our floor.  

We have never been the parents with kids in our bed.  If they got scared or needed us they slept on the floor.  I didn't want him on the floor I wanted him elevated so in he went.  Oh my goodness.  Knees in my back.  Wiggle.  Wiggle.  Throwing legs over us.  As soon as Jesse got up for work Max moved all the way over and crashed hard.  He slept until 8:30 and I snuck in for some sleeping pictures.

Melanie!

She has a bit of cold as well and she was looking so darn cute in her hat as we ran a few errands this afternoon.  That nuk face!!  I am sorry... I love it!!  

Any crazy baby stories from the week?  Um.  She is currently addicted to 

marshmellows and wants them all day long.  She was dipping toothbrushes in the toilet 

this morning.  She has been saying "Where's Daddy" when she wakes up and he is gone already.  

And when I say work she says, "Oooooh".  I think it is so sweet and cute so I will ask her 

"Where's Daddy?" and she flung her arm down and said something which totally sounded like "Work!" with a bit of a grunt.

Mallory!

First, can we just say how super sweet this girl is that she was so concerned about her 

brother last night that she is getting him drinks of water and coming to get me to help him.  

Then refused to sleep until she knew he was okay. 

I had a day where I was down and sick with a head cold and Mallory took it upon herself that she should stay in her pajamas and play legos.  

Dad! I think Melanie is...

A few weeks ago Jesse and I both had separate meetings to be at.  His was professional and real and mine was a Mom's Homeschool Meeting where we were having a surprise baby shower for one of the moms - I didn't want to miss it!  Jesse wasn't going to be home in time for me to leave at the start of the meeting so I called in our favorite babysitter and she came to watch the kids.  

Jesse comes home and babysitter leaves and the kids are downstairs and Jesse comes upstairs to do his thing.  A little moment later Mallory comes up and says, "Dad!  I think Melanie is drinking from the toilet!"

Jesse - Why don't you stop her?

Mallory - I am not sure if that is what she is doing.

Jesse goes downstairs and finds Melanie bent over at the waist in the toilet just having the time of her life!  She has crayons and all kind of toys in the toilet!  Water splashed all over herself and the floor!  She has a Popsicle stick (from the kids art project earlier in the week which was to make a boat and float it) and is sticking it in the water and then carrying the water on the stick into her mouth and sucking it off.  Over and over and over and over!

Yup.  She was drinking from the toilet!

Jump ahead a few days and we are at our friends house for supper and their son's birthday.  We are all in the living room watching the Packer game and all of sudden I realize Melanie is missing and has probably been missing for awhile.  Go look for her and she is in their school room and has found the fish bowl sitting on their window seat.  Melanie is sticking her hand into the fish bowl and then shoves her entire hand into her mouth and sucks the water off.  I am not sure how long she did that for before I realized she was gone.  Her sleeve was pretty wet.  Wonder what their fish thought?  Wonder if Melanie tried to grab one?

Today (Friday) I found her in the bathroom sticking her fingers in the big kids toothpaste spit and eating it!

I am sorry.  It is gross.  I know!  Believe me!  I almost lost it when I found her today eating the toothpaste.  

Never take your eyes off this one!  She has a whole room full of toys and yet she would rather do these things!  

Week 3 Pictures

This is so hard to pick just one picture of each kid!  Plus I have also challenged myself that they can only be pictures from my real camera... no cell phone pictures.  But I am so out of camera use that I am back to shooting in auto mode!  Shhh.  Don't tell my camera teacher!!  

Mallory.  All the pictures I had for her were art pictures.  

She is working on a book about her family.  This is not an assignment.

Just something she made up and is doing.  One of her school assignments (about two months ago) was to write a book and it turned out amazing.  I will blog about it one of these weeks.

Maxwell.  Have I expressed how much this kid is into hunting?  Dressed head to toe in camouflage.

He is also interested in Indians & Cowboys.  We started reading the Indian in the Cupboard.

The kids are loving it.  They have been reciting lines from the book.  I just told them today there is a movie to watch when we finish the book.  So we may be doing nothing else until the book is finished so they can watch the movie.  The Indian, Little Bear, carries around a knife and well... Max went and dug up his knife and spent a day carrying it around and talking like Little Bear.

Melanie.  I was making supper this week and she has a radar that goes off and she has to be in the kitchen looking in my pots and pans.  Well I put her on the chair to color while I chopped.  I walked away to stir and came back to her full-on on the counter.  She had drank the rest of my water and shoved an onion in my glass.  All in the matter of 2.8794 seconds!!!  

Yes she has no pants on.  I changed her and as soon as I got a clean diaper on she rolled and high-tailed it out of her room to which I threw my hands in the hair and said... Fine!  Who needs pants!  So if you like your meals properly prepared by people with pants... my house isn't the place for you!