Indulgent Grandmotherly Post

I'll preface this post by admitting that this will contain nothing but silly stories, cute pictures, and possibly boring information unless you think my kids are as cute as I do, and I'm not so close-minded as to think that that includes everyone (or even more than like 5 people). My kids are amazing, but you know what I mean. So here goes:

Lucy is SO independent. Whenever I try to help her with something, she shuts me down with an emphatic "I do it mysels!" I told her I'd paint her fingernails, but of course she had to do it herself. I figured I could just remove it after, right? I hovered while she painted her fingers. I tried to have her show it off, but this pic is the best I could get of her beautiful very berry manicure. Funny story: One night at the dinner table we heard a weird noise. Chris turned into ninja mode and got real intense listening and looking around. "What is that sound?" He kept saying. I heard it too, but wasn't as interested as him. "It's me, Dad!" Says Lucy. We just ignored her. "It sounds like a cat, but it sounds like it's in this room!" Sam was getting scared now. Chris kept investigating. He opened the window, walked into the next room, had us all pause and listen for awhile. This whole time, Lucy keeps saying "It's me, Dad, it's me!" Finally I look at her and notice the sound happens whenever she took a deep breath. She had been sick and was wheezing through her nose in the most cat-like way imaginable. So she had been telling the truth all along! And we didn't have a cat hiding in the kitchen after all.
We got TWO inches of rain over the last couple of days. I love it! The kids think holding an umbrella is a special privelege since it only happens once every couple of months. Ben splatted around aimlessly in the rain and loved it.

Ben likes combing his hair, wiping his head with baby wipes, and putting glasses on. I think he just discovered that he has hair, and it's all he thinks about. That and how he can get his hands on anything edible. Sam started preschool a few weeks ago. He goes every day and it's weird having him be a real pre-student and that means I've had to be a real pre-responsible mom! It's preparing both of us for the real deal when he starts kindergarten this fall. Did I just say that? Is he really going to kindergarten? Oi--he's growing up so fast! But he has made lots of friends at preschool and seems to like it. Only once so far has he tried to goldbrick it. He kept saying he had a headache as we were trying to get out the door. I reminded him that his good friend Carter had invited him over after school and if he felt sick he couldn't go. "Oh, it feels better already!" One more cute Sam story: We were eating a lemon meringue pie together. He started eating and said "Wow, this sure is rich!" I took a bite and agreed, "You're right Sam. This is rich!" Sam-"I don't think I can even eat it all!" Pause.....Sam-"This pie isn't even poor!" "Yeah, Sam, it's not poor at all!" Sam-"How did it get so much richness in it?" I didn't have an answer for that one.

Chris organized a little wrestlemania Barney style. It's a bit long. You get a good shot of Ben's tubby belly about second 42. Man, that kid can eat! And Nellie--there's some good moments of Lucy laughing from her toes, as you say.

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