Boy

Boy is tough.  As seen from a previous post, he gets scrapes, gouges, gashes, bruises, dents of all kinds from the natural process of being a boy, I suppose.  But, he rarely cries about them; and if he does, it doesn't last long.

The other day, Boy got his regular immunization shots.  The nurse got all ready with the bandaid half stuck to the exam table, loosened the cap on the syringe, had me hold his arms while she pinned his legs with her torso and said "here we go".  When the needle went into his little thigh, Boy did nothing.  He looked down at his leg for a second.  But, no shriek, no scream, no wince of any kind.  ? What ?  Okay, it was only one injection- but it packed three different immunization fluids in it.  After the shot was over, all he wanted to do was play with the band-aid on his leg.  The nurse was as stunned as I was.  "That's never happened to me before" she said.  "He didn't even flinch."

Fast Forward

Later that day, I was strapping Boy into his car seat when I accidentally took my phone out of my pocket within his view to look at the time. He immediately began whining and reaching out to grab it. Whenever he wants the phone he says "Hi...hi...hi." When I quickly put it back in my pocket, closed the door and got into the driver's seat- he began to wail! Big huge tears streaming down his face. He screamed the entire drive home from the store (20 minutes), intermittently yelling "Hiiiiii..aaaaah..hiiiii!"

Shot in the leg? No biggie. Cell phone denial? Complete devastation.

Boy

Brothee loves being outside, and he doesn't mind if his bare feet and legs get all scraped up by the ground, rocks, bushes, trees, etc.  He really liked this tree on campus the other day.

Elly's Easter Talk for Primary - "Alive Again"

Elly gave a talk in Primary about Easter.  We helped her decide what to say, then Lacy drew pictures of the 3 concepts so Elly could talk about them in her own words (instead of us whispering in her ear).  She did a great job!  She talked about the Savior's resurrection ("He came alive again"), an Easter walk she took with Doc and Lily where they noticed nature coming alive again, and Grammie and Camille who died and who will come alive again.  The she shared  her testimony in her own words.

Here's our practice that morning before church:

Playing on the Couch

We bought this couch a few years ago, and it's been (by far) the best toy we've ever purchased for the kids.  Elly loved crawling and jumping on it, and now Miles does too.  The best part is that he's old enough now for them to play together.

Haircut for The Broth

I was super nervous about cutting The Broth's hair myself, but it was getting way out of hand:

BEFORE

BEFORE

AFTER

I think I did a pretty darn good job cutting my one year old's hair with electric clippers, if I do say so. My secret was putting him in his high chair with a movie in front of him on my laptop and letting Elly feed him smarties one by one. Still, it was NOT easy.

SUPER CUTE AFTER

"Typical BOY face" AFTER

I think it makes him look so much older...and also so much more adorable...if that is possible.

Sibling Love

I walked into the playroom this afternoon and found these siblings like this (I honestly did NOT pose them like this, I promise.):

watching a show

Then, a few minutes later, they did this:

reading

Miles Tells A Story

Miles talks (gibberish) like crazy now.  Here's a little story he told us the other day as he was drawing.

Frisbee in the Backyard

The other day I taught Elly how to throw a frisbee.  She picked it up right away.

In true Elly style, she made plenty of faces as we played.

 

Brothee drew with chalk on the ground...

until he spotted the frisbee...

then he wanted to play, of course.