Kaitlyn: Uncle Josef, why does your hair that's supposed to go down go up?
Matthias: My bum is raining. (His pants were wet.)
Olivia: When I grow up, I'm going to be a teacher, a librarian, or maybe nothing.
Bryan: Nothing?
Olivia: Like mom. She's nothing, just a mom.
Kaitlyn, singing: I wanna know, can you show me? I wanna know if a stranger likes me.
Gretchen: Did you know? I am not the girl I want to be.
Kaitlyn: He is going to stay in our room forever. It's the horriblest thing ever! They are giving him a snack while he is in jail. They keep telling him it's mac and cheese, but when he eats it, it is apparently pig food with a rock in it.
Gretchen, eating canned pears: I think I know how they made pears. They took apples, cut them up, and made them slimy.
Kaitlyn has a toy thermometer.
Bryan: What is that?
Kaitlyn: It's a pencil that tells how old you are.
Bryan: Can you check how old my foot is?
Kaitlyn: Yes. It's eight.
Kaitlyn: Mom, your elbow smells like Theodore slobber.
(video chat)
Oma: What are you doing?
Gretchen: Looking at you right now.
25 September 2019
15 September 2019
August 25-September 15
School started on August 20. Technically that's before the date range this post is supposed to cover, but the last post was all pictures, so it didn't get mentioned. Olivia is in second grade this year and Gretchen has joined her at St Charles, beginning first grade. The excitement is real.
Unfortunately for the home front, Kaitlyn and Matthias have not bonded quite as well this year as Kaitlyn and Gretchen did when Olivia left for school. There's a lot of squabbling throughout the day. Matthias has learned the word "mine" and uses it liberally, much to Kaitlyn's dismay. He also picked up the idea of "repeating" from her -- she's very annoyed whenever he copies what she's doing or saying... he's pretty much not allowed to hold any of the same opinions as her. Now he marches around the house declaring, "Stop repeating me!" even if no one is copying him.
Olivia has been playing soccer since the beginning of August. She is on the St Charles team this year, which plays as part of one of the public school leagues. She remains not aggressive enough, although Bryan says that she plays pretty good defense if she's the last one before the goal. If there's someone behind her, she tends to shy away and wait for a pass. Her team started the season 0 and 3, somehow managing to score quite a few goals while amassing significantly fewer points. Own goals are still goals, right? The second half of the season has been going better, yielding 2 wins and a tie.
A common game around our house these days is some variation of "Guess What I am Thinking Of." It's like the game I played on my cutting edge v-tech computer with interchangeable cardstock game cards back in the early 90s, only without the obnoxious electronic voice. Instead, the girls just play guessing games where whether you're right or wrong could go either way, depending whether they're trying to boost your ego or not.
Matthias has opinions about everything. He wants to dictate who changes his diaper (Daddy, although somehow I'm still the one who ends up changing it), who gets him dressed (he does, inefficiently, and then needs help fixing everything later), and when it's time to do an activity (either immediately or never, depending on the activity).
I had an eye doctor appointment back in June and decided not to spend money on new glasses because my prescription hadn't changed much. I did find out that I have irregular astigmatism which is getting worse. Apparently that's unusual. Anyway, while on vacation at Great Wolf Lodge one of my nose pads fell off my glasses and got lost between the balcony slats, so I decided it might be time to upgrade my frames. I was dreading taking four kids with me to pick out frames, so Bryan told me to find a babysitter and take him instead. He thought this would be a great way to get me to buy more exciting frames. I was unsure that it was an improvement over my previous situation. Bryan brings out the daring spontanaity in me, though, so we had a date to the glasses place. His cause was furthered by the fact that glasses places routinely run buy one, get one half off specials. He went looking for the gaudiest pair of frames he could find, and then slowly downplayed the gaudy until he found a pair he thought I might actually wear. His demand was that I wear them for one full day each week. His concession was that I could also buy boring frames and wear those the other six days. We compromised, and I put sunglasses lenses in the fun frames but bought the boring ones for everyday use.
Theodore was born on Monday, August 26. There will be a separate post for that, backdated to his birthday.
Everyone loves Theo and wants to hold him all the time. The girls are quite good at soothing him with songs and his pacifier, which he takes pretty willingly. Matthias is good at narrating what is happening in Theo's life.
Theo updates:
He had an appointment when he was three days old. He weighed 7 pounds, 7 ounces. His length was measured as 20.5 inches long, which was a full inch and a half longer than the hospital told us he was. I am positive he didn't grow that much in three days, so someone measured wrong. It might have been the hospital, but their numbers somehow seem more official, so a mere 19 inches is his official birth length, wrong or not.
At two and a half weeks old, I decided that newborn clothes were looking small and bumped Theo up to 0-3 month clothes. These look huge, but his shoulders aren't trying to pop out anymore.
Speaking of Theo, he has sleepy smiles more than any of the other kids. I am hopeful that this will translate to more purposeful smiles as he gets older. :)
Pictures:
Unfortunately for the home front, Kaitlyn and Matthias have not bonded quite as well this year as Kaitlyn and Gretchen did when Olivia left for school. There's a lot of squabbling throughout the day. Matthias has learned the word "mine" and uses it liberally, much to Kaitlyn's dismay. He also picked up the idea of "repeating" from her -- she's very annoyed whenever he copies what she's doing or saying... he's pretty much not allowed to hold any of the same opinions as her. Now he marches around the house declaring, "Stop repeating me!" even if no one is copying him.
Olivia has been playing soccer since the beginning of August. She is on the St Charles team this year, which plays as part of one of the public school leagues. She remains not aggressive enough, although Bryan says that she plays pretty good defense if she's the last one before the goal. If there's someone behind her, she tends to shy away and wait for a pass. Her team started the season 0 and 3, somehow managing to score quite a few goals while amassing significantly fewer points. Own goals are still goals, right? The second half of the season has been going better, yielding 2 wins and a tie.
A common game around our house these days is some variation of "Guess What I am Thinking Of." It's like the game I played on my cutting edge v-tech computer with interchangeable cardstock game cards back in the early 90s, only without the obnoxious electronic voice. Instead, the girls just play guessing games where whether you're right or wrong could go either way, depending whether they're trying to boost your ego or not.
Matthias has opinions about everything. He wants to dictate who changes his diaper (Daddy, although somehow I'm still the one who ends up changing it), who gets him dressed (he does, inefficiently, and then needs help fixing everything later), and when it's time to do an activity (either immediately or never, depending on the activity).
I had an eye doctor appointment back in June and decided not to spend money on new glasses because my prescription hadn't changed much. I did find out that I have irregular astigmatism which is getting worse. Apparently that's unusual. Anyway, while on vacation at Great Wolf Lodge one of my nose pads fell off my glasses and got lost between the balcony slats, so I decided it might be time to upgrade my frames. I was dreading taking four kids with me to pick out frames, so Bryan told me to find a babysitter and take him instead. He thought this would be a great way to get me to buy more exciting frames. I was unsure that it was an improvement over my previous situation. Bryan brings out the daring spontanaity in me, though, so we had a date to the glasses place. His cause was furthered by the fact that glasses places routinely run buy one, get one half off specials. He went looking for the gaudiest pair of frames he could find, and then slowly downplayed the gaudy until he found a pair he thought I might actually wear. His demand was that I wear them for one full day each week. His concession was that I could also buy boring frames and wear those the other six days. We compromised, and I put sunglasses lenses in the fun frames but bought the boring ones for everyday use.
Theodore was born on Monday, August 26. There will be a separate post for that, backdated to his birthday.
Everyone loves Theo and wants to hold him all the time. The girls are quite good at soothing him with songs and his pacifier, which he takes pretty willingly. Matthias is good at narrating what is happening in Theo's life.
Theo updates:
He had an appointment when he was three days old. He weighed 7 pounds, 7 ounces. His length was measured as 20.5 inches long, which was a full inch and a half longer than the hospital told us he was. I am positive he didn't grow that much in three days, so someone measured wrong. It might have been the hospital, but their numbers somehow seem more official, so a mere 19 inches is his official birth length, wrong or not.
At two and a half weeks old, I decided that newborn clothes were looking small and bumped Theo up to 0-3 month clothes. These look huge, but his shoulders aren't trying to pop out anymore.
Speaking of Theo, he has sleepy smiles more than any of the other kids. I am hopeful that this will translate to more purposeful smiles as he gets older. :)
Pictures:
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