June 2014

My husband has very kindly reminded me that I am late in updating the blog. Every time something happens or I take a picture he says “Oh that would be great on the blog…”
It’s finally SUUUMMMMMEERRRRR!

Brett is 6 and done with kindergarten! I can’t believe he is officially a 1st grader! He seems so grown up and mature. He is constantly telling Bailey, it’s ok you’ll learn when you do kindergarten! I’m realizing now that he is home all day again, I need to keep him active and entertained!
Brett and Bailey are BOTH doing Tball this summer, with mom and dad as the coaches (much to Rob’s disapproval). Kids are doing great when Bailey’s not playing in the dirt and Brett’s not climbing fences.
Bailey finished playschool and is registered for PreK in the fall! She goes back and forth from being excited to being nervous. I’m sure she will love it.
Brayden is ONE YEAR OLD. I am in a little disbelief about this still. He is constantly on the go; walking, climbing, throwing himself on the floor, you name it. He has 10 teeth already with 2 more on the way! He is hysterical. He says “uh huh” for yes and uses his whole body to nod. He does a “stinky face” that is adorable and he pulls it out when you can tell he is happy or thinks something is funny. He has a bit of a “throwing” problem. Seriously anything that he can pick up or put in his hand, he will find a way to chuck it across the room. He dances to music and loves to snuggle.

Brett was being a little smart aleck in the car, “Bailey is just saying that to be funny, she thinks she's funny.”
I said, “Bailey is funny, you're funny and mommy is super duper funny.”
He responded, “When have you been funny? Tell me. I don't remember a time when you were funny.”

Bailey proclaims she is going to be a space girl. I said “great, you’ll have to go to school for a long time to learn about it.”
“AWE MAN!”

My wonderful friend from Ohio Jen Bachelder (who I used to babysit!) was generous to help out with the 6 kids a couple times of week. There were 2 days a week when I had 3 napping, 2 going to a class, and 1 getting picked up from school. All at the same time. So assistance with logistics was much appreciated. Jen also worked on the side with the Chicago Wolves hockey team. After 5 years, I finally took advantage of her tickets and took Brett to a game. Just us. It was a great time. When I tucked him in that night we were talking about our favorite things from the day. I told him I was so happy to have a Mommy and Brett date. He said he didn’t remember the last time it was just he and I. A testament to why I need to do that more! Ms. Jen moved back to Ohio at the end of April, making the rest of the school year interesting. I looked pretty funny carrying 1, pushing 2, having 2 hold on to the stroller to pick up Brett from school. We are very sad to lose our babysitter!

Bailey came down for breakfast saying “I had a bad dream! I dreamt that grandpa turned into batman’s enemy. I hated it!”

"Bailey you can have my avocado if you want..."
I'm thinking oh look they are being nice.
"It has tarantulas in it..."
And we're back

The joys of listening to brothers and sisters playing...
"Pinkie Pie comes to the party first."
"Then a bomb EXPLODES it!"

Bailey needed a lot of redirection one afternoon, “Mom you sound like an old lady…I mean you still look beautiful, but you sound like an old lady.” I asked, “WHAT?!”
“Um, nevermind”

Brett was so excited that they were making something for mother’s day at school. When he came out of class that day, he ran up and gave me a frame he painted and a book he made. He was so proud!
My Mom and I…
My mom and I play games.
My mom and I eat salad.
My mom and I read books.
My mom and I watch the news.
My mom and I like to relax.
My mom and I go to Mariano’s.
(Rob can testify to the last one, he hates how much the new Mariano’s has increased our grocery bill! But it’s so good!)


You know Bailey is trying to make up some points when she compliments me on my earrings and ring, and then I tell her I’m not wearing any jewelry.

When we were out running around I asked Bailey where her hat was. She said she left it at home. I said, “It’s ok, we’ll get it when we get back.”
“Oh NO! I hope it’s not in the toilet!!!!”

Brett has been big on wanting to do chores. He has told me multiple times, “mom I’m going to do all the cleaning so you can relax.”

Last night Brayden was getting fussy a little early. Rob had just gotten home so I was going to let him stay up for a bit. We are at that stage when he knows what he wants but can’t verbalize it so often he is screaming trying to communicate. This was one of those times. He wanted up, then fussed. Put him down, he fussed. So I said, “Wow you seem like you are tired, do you want to go to bed??” Thinking that would make him stop. He said uh huh, turned and walked out of the room right to the stairs, crawled up to his room and laid right down.

Bailey was wearing a new shirt. When I tucked her in for nap I told her that I liked her shirt and she looked so grown up and pretty. She said, “I look just like you”

Brayden loves his pacifiers. At bedtime, he has one in his mouth and 1 or 2 in each hand. We can never keep them all. He throws them out of the stroller. I’ve found 3 or so hiding in his book shelf. One was in the cage of the batman cave. Sometimes he hides them in Abby’s car seat.

Brett was confused on a term. He asked, “is it booby trap or MOVIE trap?” I said, “Booby trap.” He said, “Oh well then that’s disgusting.”

Again, Brayden has an issue with throwing things. I saw him struggle with his ball popping train, he was stumbling and straining while carrying it. All the sudden he throws it down, making a very loud noise. I asked him why he did that and walked over and picked it up. When it turned upside down, 2 pacifiers fell out. I said, “Oh were you trying to get those out?” He did his infamous body shaking for yes, picked up his pacifiers and went on his way. Apparently our problem solving skills are as advanced as throwing and breaking things…hmm wonder who he got that from?!

Pictures

Spring 2014



12 months of Brayden