Sunday, May 31, 2009

House of Brotherly Love



'I big, you little' is a common taunt thrown around these parts. The ultimate insult coming from one brother to another. H can be reduced to tears by B who proclaims this with repeated glee at H's mounting hysteria. There is something amusing about this as B is the petitest of the bunch; by far the littlest but with the sharpest tongue. We've sort of solved it by reassuring H that he and his brothers are ALL BIG and that it is M who is little.

Alas, M is seeming less little lately. Probably because she has shot of out of infancy and is an active, vocal player in the brood. She loves to bellow 'Daaadaaadaaa'. She squeals and chortles at her subjects magnaminously but remains fairly even tempered and sweet.







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Tuesday, May 26, 2009

to be a daddy

H has big plans for when, as he says, 'one day when i'm a daddy'. One day, when H is a daddy, he'll be the one making all the rules; he'll be able to drink beer (!?) and put B in time out. And one day, when he's a daddy, he'll have babies. Lots of babies, like M. And while no H, it won't happen by your next birthday: one day, when you are a daddy, you are going to be a great one.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Har-Moan-Ee





Sorry, my best intentions to post regularly are always thwarted by concern that I have nothing funny or interesting to post. I can do a little mundane though... things we have going on around here:

We're trying to cut back on the constant stream of night traffic in our house. I guess with four young kids, it's highly unlikely that at least one little sweetums won't be demanding something in the wee hours, but staggering them every couple days rather than every few hours would be a welcome change. One that we are trying to inact. With 'star charts!' and enticements of 'special treats!' I pine for a special treat for sleeping. My chart would twinkle...

Part of the problem lies in that E is having nightmares. As I can't create a 'I won't have nightmares' chart for him, we plan to continue to comfort him when they occur. (I know putting us in the ranks of parents of the year award right?) As A points out, the content is different every night and all are adorably pitiful. One night you might hear, 'Don't Bite me, Cow!' and the next, 'Noooo. H get off of me. I doughna want H to sit on me anymore.'

Ah, little E, cute and yet not so cute as his current response to any question you query of him is 'BECAUSE I WANT TO'
Harumph.




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