And then there's cutie pie Elijah who is in the stage where he does and says funny things. Here's some of the best latest stories.
Elijah got a sticker at the dentist. He brought it home on his shirt, of course. That night he had it on his finger and was waving it around really fast. Then he started doing this fake scream, like he was scared, and saying, "Ah! Help! Scary! A bat!" Rob was laughing uncontrollably before I even figured out that the bat he was pretending about (and trying to run away from) was the sticker on his finger. Weird kid.
He also picked up "No way, Jose!" from somewhere. Which is cute anyways, cause it's being said by a 3-year-old. But he gets it wrong and says, "No way, hose!" So that's our new phrase: No way, hose! Go ahead, say it. You KNOW it's cute.
And the pictures I'm sending of him are from last night. He's in his pajamas and then suddenly he's all dressed up in boots with a bookbag on his back and with his "rope" (which he pronounces rote, and which is actually a random scarf) in his hand. He said he was going on an adventure. :) So we took a picture and told him to make a face like he was going on an adventure. This is the face he pulled. Too cute. 
Another picture, non-adventure face:
Teancom
Teancom has been sick this week. He woke up Saturday night at midnight. Rob and I had just finished watching Ratatouille (which was a very well done, cute movie, much to my surprise). I heard a kid crying and walked into the room. When I opened the door I was surprised to hear the cry. It was a cry I recognized. It wasn't his normal cry. It wasn't a cry my other kids have done. It wasn't even a cry I'd heard about but never heard personally. It was the croupy cry I remember from my own childhood. The cry that woke me in the middle of the night because I couldn't breathe (this memory STILL upsets me, actually). Course, I knew what to do. I took him outside in the cooler night air until he calmed down and could breathe okay. But then I think he was scared, so he wouldn't go back to sleep. I expected this and was willing to sit up on the couch with him. ... He was awake until 5:30 a.m. No joke.
Primary Program
We didn't go to church on Sunday. Well, Miciah did because it was the Primary program where the kids perform. And not just that, Miciah sang in a quartet of little kids. She couldn't miss that. Rob suggested that I go just to watch that and I'm glad I did (though I was a little concerned about my driving safety, honestly, after only getting a little sleep--I made it okay). The quartet was really cute and it was the 2nd best thing about the program. The first best thing was O. O is 3. Her teacher is her mother. She was too close to the mic, so her mother gently put her arm around her to try to get her to back up a little. O finishes her line and then, without pausing, says, "Mom, let go of me," like it was the next line she was supposed to say. I laughed for a good couple minutes about that.
And then, after the program, I had to talk to a few people about church stuff. Which is a bummer, really, since I was completely incoherent and I knew it. :) Oh well. ... We've stayed up late with sick kids before, but never all night. Teancom slept until almost 2 p.m. Sunday. I took a 2-hour nap. Rob took a nap, too. It was a long day. And we normally don't do this, but we've drugged him every night since. I'm pretty anti-drugging kids, actually, but we couldn't do another all-nighter. I think he'll be okay tonight. His sore throat voice is virtually gone. He still is congested and that's yucky--it's going around here.
Miciah not only sang well in the program, but she said her part very well, too. I heard her whisper to her teacher as she was getting up to the mic, "I can read it." :) It was a nice thing to hear.
Grandparents Day
A funny thing with Miciah. Her school is having Grandparents Day this coming Tuesday. Carolyn is coming down, but we'd decided to let it be a secret for a while, to surprise Miciah. Miciah usually talks about everything and asks about everything, so I anticipated that Grandparents Day would come up when they talked about it at school. But she didn't ask. And she didn't ask. Then she came home 2 days ago singing a song they'd been practicing for Grandparents Day. So I decided to ask her about it. It went like this:
"Miciah, are you excited for Grandparents Day?" "Yes." "Why?" "Because Grandma and Grandpa are coming." "They are? How do you know? Did you invite them?"
"No. My teacher said Grandparents are coming."... So our surprise plan backfired. :) I had her call and invite her grandparents and they talked about it. So life is better.
Home Projects
Rob stayed home on Monday and we did home projects. We painted our dining room (no, don't get excited about fun colors. We painted it white) and Rob and B (with R's help) laid our new laminate floor. The hardwood floor was fine but didn't look very nice with all the nails and screws the previous owners put in it. So now it looks great. And the room looks brighter and MUCH better painted. The previous owners had just painted it to sell it and it was a first coat at best. Really a bad paint job. It's bugged me ever since we moved in, though I've learned to ignore it. Now at least the living room is better. Bring on painting the hallway and living room!! We will also paint the bathroom and kitchen. The kitchen is the only room that will get color. White on the top of the wall with white tile on the bottom, and black and red accents? Umm, no. It'll be a rich blue, probably. We'll send out pictures of before and after when there's actually an after. :)
Thanksgiving is next week! We have much to be thankful for, as I'm sure all of you do, too. As we're getting into the season, HAPPY HOLIDAYS!
Tamra and family
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