And now for a little story. There once was a cute little girl who loved to read so much, that she would even try to look at her books while she was walking.
She would get so excited and loved to play peekaboo with the books. Sadly, she also ran into things.
And would fall down, and cry.
But look how happy she is? Now how can you be mad at that little face?? Isak never got into stuff like this at her age. He liked to climb stuff and run everywhere and give me heart attacks. Lucy likes to dump stuff out and try to eat everything. Makes me kind of scared to have anymore. Good thing that won't be happening for a while.
For the past month, Isak has been asking to make cookies almost everyday. I can only put him off for so long before I give in. So far I've managed to keep it down to twice a week. I then pawn them off on Kevin's coworkers to keep myself from eating them all. Now if only I had a new oven to cook them in...one that wouldn't trap all my cookie sheets inside once they get hot so its a major tug of war to pull them out.
Lucy loves to run around outside but wasn't too sure about getting wet. Her and Isak are about as opposite as can be in this aspect. Isak will be soaking wet and blue and refuse to come inside and Lucy gets splashed with some water and begs you to hold her because she is freezing. Such a girl.
We have been spending lots of time at the park and Isak has had me identify what every light box, electrical outlet and building are used for...and what every warning sign says. It can take a very long time just to walk from our house to the toys...across the street.
I have also been obsessed with craigslist lately, trying to find random things for our house. I finally found this awesome solid wood coffee table with matching end tables in Kennewick yesterday. I think with a little paint they will give some color to my very brown and boring furniture. Good thing my house is small, there is a limit to how much random stuff I can buy. Otherwise, we are gearing up for kevin's sister wedding in a few weeks and kevin's #2 CPA exam.
My other project..I've been carting around this beast for 3 years...we found it at goodwill when we first moved to Boise and needed a little tv stand. I'm kicking myself now that I didn't buy the matching one to go with it but it would've been a pain to move around. Anyway, its not exactly updated but I figured a little spray paint might make it look more presentable. It took a while, I had to scrape the doors once and work on it when my children were sleeping...which is why it took 2 weeks. Anyway, Isak thought it looked it pretty good..."wow mom, that's nice"
Kevin has been studying hard for another CPA exam coming up in a few weeks. I don't think I will know what to do when we get to see everyday at 5pm...I'll probably find more stuff for him to work on. Or hand him the kids and maybe I'll go do something. Whatever I can find in this exciting, exciting town of Othello.
Lucy has reached the "I'm incredible naughty on purpose stage" and likes to dump things out, play in the toilet, run towards the street, and continues to put everything in her mouth. She's figured out that she doesn't have to be carried and will lunge towards the ground whenever she wants down and then take off. She also has discovered how to bite Isak and dump my brown sugar all over the floor. Good thing she's cute, I think its her saving grace.
Isak is big lately on having us read warning labels, signs, stickers and likes to repeat what they say...over and over and over. Lately he has been repeating the "explosion hazard", "shock hazard" stickers from the washer and dryer and tells me everything is some kind of hazard that will blow up his playroom. He then proceeds to tells me I need to unplug them before the repair man will work on them so he doesn't blow up. Today he kept telling me that people need to "please knock on the door" so they don't wake up the baby(I have a sign over our doorbell).
Meanwhile, both Isak and Lucy have had colds so we have been hanging out at home and at the park when its warm enough. I though I would gather Isak's arsenal and take a picture. I realize some mothers may be appaled at this and think I'm a horrible mom for letting my son play with guns. I think little boys should be allowed to play with boy things as long as it is done appropriately. Isak loves it and Im pretty sure he won't grow to be a cold hearted killer when he grows up. Did I mention this tough little guy's favorite song is "I am a Child of God?. Yea, I think he'll be fine.
