Monday, November 30, 2015

Bemples, Bapples, and Pigs that Goink

Recently Ian's vocabulary has skyrocketed. I don't think anyone but myself can understand the majority of what he says, but we converse very well. He is also the most honest child I have ever encountered. He will gladly fess up to any crime, wether he or Tate was the culprit. Ian proudly claims, "Ian did it." He then willingly accepts his punishments, usually finding whatever the offense was worth the price he had to pay.

Here are the words I never want to forget my kids saying.
Ian's Vocabulary
bapples- apples
bemples - temples
Goink - went the pig
Guk - Milk

Tate's
tomato warning - tornado warning
jamamas - pajamas

Here is the rest of our November in a nut shell.
 Josh took an elective at the school that went until 8 or 9 every Tuesday and Thursday leaving the boys and I lots of extra time for shenanigans and lazy parenting. I utilized a movie at least one night a week so dishes could be done before bedtime. They made "boxcars" and burrowed in. I think they spent more time coloring the boxes than watching shows so I don't feel too guilty.
Tate turned 4! I don't feel old enough to have a 4 year old. He is the silliest kiddo I know. He is so sweet and always trying to make everyone smile. Especially his little friends. His party consisted of 5 kiddos, everyone younger than himself. All of his besties his age moved this summer and we definitely missed them but we are so grateful for the friends we do have here. Tate prays often, "Thank you for the best friends in the whole world."
 His rainbow snake doughnut cake. I may not be able to beat this creation ever again in simplicity or deliciousness.
 Our landlord took out all the trees on our property and we enjoyed the jungle gym they provided for a couple of days. Tate is fearless in boots that are too big and has surprisingly impressive balance skills.
 This is as good as my pictures get recently. It is not blurry, and you can see his face.
 Ian and I laid down on the grass and watched a "show" in the sky. The birds were flying, the wind was blowing, and leaves were falling. I wish our landlords would have taken out the trees before all the leaves fell, but life goes on. Good exercise I guess.

Tate has always had strange napping skills, if any, and here are 3 in a months time. I am lucky to get one in a week, which in turn produces a night owl. I just noticed there are two of them in the same shirt.. I may have to remember that shirt for future successes.
 We woke up to a winter wonderland. It was so fun having snow we could play in. The boys loved venturing out, shoveling, and playing Fox with daddy. I decided Friday is the night for snow to come because then the roads are cleared before afternoon church Sunday and we can be happy hermits while the plows do their magic.
 The only turkey I have ever made. I don't know that I ever want to do a real one. Good thing I have had family and friends take care of that for me. For Thanksgiving we headed over to a good friend's house. The food was amazing, and my kids ate maybe 3 bites. I don't know when my children will catch on that holiday food is delicious and eating at someone else's house is a good thing.
 This is our grateful tree this year. Ian's additions were binkies, cows, bubbles, temples, and Tate. Tate wrote his own and translated them for me to include trains, family, and cell phones. The only downfall of the tree in Tate's eyes was its lack of rainbow leaves. He was not a fan of my fall options that were allowed on the tree.
 Tate's dinosaur and the beginning of a new toy love in our home. Notice the rainbow. It think that will be the trademark of Tate's artistic career.
 The handy dandy large pocket for treasures when leaving the house. He was so proud.
 What happens when I get distracted and try to accomplish something while letting my kiddos use markers. Tate told me he was following Ian's example. I just have to figure out how to teach Tate to lead a different direction instead of follow his gleeful little brother in mischief Tate would never think of.