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I don’t know why, but whenever moo grabs the camera & makes short video I find it really funny.
First Game of the Season
This year we’re the Pirates
Warming Up
Running Home
Sliding into Home
Making his second hit of the game- “Look Ma’, no Tee!”
Bomgar Night at the Braves
Fun with Miller and Jack
These two are quite the pair and seem to be together a good bit- whether chasing around the house in the cozy coupe or chilling out reading a book- they’re buds.
Don’t know why, but Miller seems so big in these. She’s got on one of Wilson’s old t-shirts the easiest thing to get over the cast and long enough to cover your bum when you don’t feel like wearing a diaper!
Big Girl Bed
The morning after her first night with the cast, I caught Miller trying to climb out of her bed again. So Daddy went that night and bought her big girl bed. Every single morning she reminds us “I sleep in my gi-girl bed”. So peaceful looking isn’t she? Don’t let it fool you- she’s yet to make it through the night without coming downstairs and waking me up in the middle of the night. We have one more week with the cast and them I’m going to have to start laying down the law . . .
Hmmm. . .
So tonight I fixed Sloppy Joes for dinner. The recipe was from this month’s Cooking Light “Almost Meatless Sloppy Joes“. I thought they were quite tasty. There’s a little ground sirloin and a mixture of veggies to round it out. We had them on Natures Own Multi grain Sandwich rounds which were a nice complement.
But this post is not about our dinner, my quest to cook healthy meals, or random product placements. No, it’s about parenting through dinner time and the tactics we use to get our children to eat what we cook. I have never insisted on a clean plate, but I do insist that you try everything and are pleasant about it. No rude comments or faces. No spitting things out onto your plate. What I fix is what we’re eating and unless you have an allergic reaction or your gag reflex is tested, no substitutions. For the most part my kids abide by the rules. A little reverse psychology is used on the toddler set to get them to eat enough to constitute a meal (“Don’t you dare eat those beans. Those are Daddy’s beans. Leave them right there on your plate for him. Whaaat! Miller!! Did you eat dad’s beans.” You get the idea) Tonight Wilson broke just about all the table rules when presented his plate of gourmet cuisine lovingly prepared by his mother. There was gagging, squinting of the eyes, noises from the throat, “ewww, this is disgusting”. He’s past the “don’t you dare eat that” stage and frequently implements the tactic himself with his little sister to get his way. I’m a single parent tonight because Phil is at church teaching the youth guys so I was on my own to get the food down the hatch. Is it odd that this is the only thing I could think of to get Wilson to eat?
Is it odd that it worked!?
Even When Your Arm is Broken . . .
. . . never give up on accessories (or dancing)!
I thought one bling glued to the cast might help Miller’s feelings a bit. I was wrong- 6 is the magic number!
Miss Priss decided Saturday that climbing out of her crib would be more fun than taking a nap. Well, it’s certainly gotten her more attention than taking a nap. She fell and broke her arm. Fortunately Paw got us fixed up for the weekend and then we went in today to get an x-ray and an official diagnosis (which worked out well for Wilson- now he has something to take to school for the letter “X”). We go back in three weeks for a check up and to hopefully get rid of the “big sticker” as Miller calls is. “Iss kinda hard” she says. And maybe we’ll go pick up a big girl mattress for the floor tonight!
Paw putting on the temporary cast
Little Ears
They are listening to their big brother.
Wilson, always one for logic and reason, rarely makes a statement or request that isn’t followed by a “because . . .” For example. I’ll just put these toys on the stairs because I’m not going to my room right now or Can I have some candy now because I ate all my breakfast or No, I don’t have to go to the bathroom right now because I’m going outside and I can just go out there if I need to. Mind you not always MY logic or reason, but there’s ALWAYS a reason behind what he does or wants to do and he’s ready to let you know.
This morning as I was bringing Miller downstairs and the rest of the house was still sleeping she says to me, “Well . . . I’ll just watch Tinka Bell ’cause ess not too woud” (it’s not too loud)
One of Wilson favorite new things is knock knock jokes which are regularly tried out around the dinner table.
Wilson to us: Knock Knock
Us: Who’s there?
Wilson: Interrupting cow
Us: Interrupting co–
Wilson: MOOOOOO!
We all laugh.
Miller to us: Knock Knock
Us: Who’s there?
Miller: umm … UNCLE JOHN!
We all laugh again.
Easter
This year we spent Easter Sunday with Phil’s family. As an added treat Uncle Andy came to town. Phil and Wilson both got to get in some good male bonding over the weekend. We look forward to seeing the rest of his family in a few weeks! Wilson also got to spend the night with his great grandparents- Pop and Mim. Which also means he got to have his favorite breakfast. . . cookie dough. If you think grandparents can ruin a kid, you should see the damage a pair of great grands can do 🙂