Update: apparently my comments go up by like 37% if I write a whiny post. Interesting. Noah did get his car started after his smart, good looking and talented friend Bobby came over. It's nice to have friends in the hood. You know, people to help us with our cars, our children, give us the key when we lock ourselves out in the dead of winter... Anyway, he thinks he found a heater that will work for it- so it looks like we may have a chance of getting through the winter with it after all.
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When you are a mom you can guess what song your 4 year old is playing on his kazoo simply because you know what song he has been singing all morning and you know that the odds of this being the same one are about 98%.
And if you are wrong, you know that he will think that your song is a better idea and change over.
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Notice anything about these pictures? How about that one child is wearing only shorts and everyone else has their winter coats on?
We have one very warm blooded child. He does think these pictures are inappropriate because he is not wearing a shirt. I think the pictures of him in his red wrestling suit with one of my fringy necklaces on is a little more inappropriate. But to each his own, right?
I am more lenient about what he wears. I figure if he goes outside in shorts he will soon find himself to be cold and learn to put some pants on. I throw an extra pair of pants in the car for him if it is cold enough that I consider it a safety issue.
Noah is like that to an extent, but he draws a line on Sundays and if the temp is less than 20 degrees.
Deacon is funny though because if he does have his winter coat and hat on he starts hyperventilating after he has been in the van for approximately 10 minutes because he is SO HOT.
Oh well.
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The boys call the Kratt Brothers from Zaboomafoo the "Crack brothers"
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It is so hard to decide sometimes whether to push your kids or let things go. Yesterday Deacon was (again) throwing a fit about rock climbing for Gym and Swim. This was even after Noah went through the Belay class and took Deacon to open climb last week (where Deacon climbed with out any fuss at all).
I didn't know whether to make him do it or not.
I finally told him he needed to get on the wall one time, I didn't care how far up he went. If he wouldn't even do that I was taking him home and he would miss swimming. So he went up. And then on his own went up 2 more times and had a great time.
So that was a good Mom decision.
But sometimes it is kind of hard to know.
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It's a good thing you do not always do what I say.
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