The Little Things

Lately we've been really busy with lots of fun things.  But I wanted to make sure that I wrote down some of the little things that have been happening as well. 


Recent Conversations:
Dawson:  Mommy will you protect me from thunder and lightning?
Me:  Of course I will buddy.
Dawson:  And batman too?
Me:  of course he will.
Ava:  Why doesn't he just say Daddy instead of Batman?


Carter:  Mom, I told Scott that I was going to wear my Jackson hat tomorrow to school for hat day.  He told me that was a comment.
Mom:  hmmm.  Well, it was a comment.
(I think his friend meant that it wasn't true, so Carter and I had a conversation about the meaning of the word comment.)


Ava:  Mom, Carter told me that if you don't breathe you will die.
Me:  Yes, that's true.
Ava:  Well, I'm holding my breath and I haven't died yet.


Some Stories/Thoughts:

• Ava should invent a new Olympic sport called Dance Eating.  She takes a bite, pirouette, takes a bite, sashay to the left, takes a bite, hop step, etc.  This little one loves to be in motion!
• I forgot to write this down: at Carter's t-ball game he was on third base running home.  But instead of going to home base he ran straight for the bench!
• Can I say that I'm loving six!  Carter's reading selections have gotten to be so interesting.  Recently we read a biography about Sir Edmund Hilary and I learned a thing or two!  At the cabin when the kids were climbing the mountain Carter decided to set Base Camp 1 and Base Camp 2.  Dramatic play is such an integral part of learning!
• Dawson is in that awful phase; if he gets a nap he doesn't want to go to sleep until after nine but if he doesn't get a nap he is having epic tantrums.  I never experienced the terrible two's with him, he didn't experience the common frustration over communication.  But he sure is making up for it now.  We have likened him to the Hulk.  He just genuinely has a hard time controlling his emotions.  One day he in the midst of a tantrum he threw his socks off the balcony and then spent twenty minutes crying about cold feet.   I give him hugs and squeezes and sing to him to calm down and he cries "I don't know how, I can't calm down."