My kids are getting so old! This year we decided to give sports a try. The Y here has a very laid back intro to soccer program, that meets once a week. Hannah and Charlie are in separate groups, but they both play on the same fields, so it doesn't complicate the family logistics too much. Caroline and I sit on a blanket and watch both of them. (Actually, I sit on the blanket and get up every 5 minutes to pull her kicking and screaming off the field so she doesn't get kicked in the head by some of those seriously intense 6 yr old soccer players who seem to have gone to some private prestigious sports camp over the summer. Caroline then expresses her appreciation by going as far away from me as she can (without getting in trouble again), turns around, sits or lays down on the ground (or parking lot, etc), crosses her arms, and pouts for an impressively long time for a 2 yr old. Then we do it again. Its loads of fun! ;-)
Last weekend David and Des came up, and we celebrated Charlie's and Des' birthdays together. The birthday peeps with their birthday waffles. Due to that most unfortunate aspect of real life called work, they didn't get to stay very long, but we had a special time while they were here!
love, sweet love (this is PopPop, btw. I know, it can be hard to tell the difference between David and Patrick sometimes! :-)
Last weekend was "King Turkey Day" in Worthington. A longstanding tradition involving racing turkeys down Main Street. (At least I think; I missed the actual turkey race because we were too busy eating fair food at another location.) There was a 10k I had considered doing, but decided to do the 5k with Hannah instead. (did I use her as an excuse to wimp out? yes, pretty sure.) It was called a Family Fun Run, but any family fun run I've ever heard of is only 1 mile. So we weren't sure how it was going to go, especially because she wasnt that thrilled about it. I just wanted her to try, and she had quite a few little friends doing it with their parents as well. I, at least, had a blast, sharing something I love with my daughter. I told her I would slow down for her over the next ten years if she would slow down for me in the following ten years. It is apparently a non-issue, as she informed me she never wanted to do it again. We'll see . . .
It was a big day for me and Hannah; later on we went on a zip-line together. She wasnt thrilled about that either!
Patrick loves his dad. . .
but I'm the one with whom he shared the deep fried oreos! (we shared them with everybody, actually. you can only eat a few bites of those things before wanting to throw up!) And do I see anything strange about running in a road race at 9 am and going to eat fried oreos at 2 pm? Well no I don't, actually. ;-)
You know what's funny? Last year, on Charlie's birthday, we also had a very busy day, beginning with running a race. Must be the season. So, we had Charlie's 4th birthday party, with just us family, and it was fun. Many thanks to Patrick's co-worker Miss Kim, who provided all these awesome decorations as a special gift to Charlie. Who loves superheros. (Although he has never seen any movie or even read any book about it. He just likes them because they save people. He even calls them 'savers.')
I love Caroline on the left. She is something else. Hannah is still the only self-regulator in the family. The rest of us are missing that gene. Every time Caroline gets upset about something (which is quite often), she often goes to the floor kicking and screaming, "I eat Charlie birthday cake, Charlie birthday cake!" (Emotional eater? Can't imagine where she got that from. Surely not me?) When I inform her it's all gone, she always blames someone who she remembers being there. "Nana eat all Charlie birthday cake?" "Daddy eat all Charlie birthday cake?" "Hannah eat all Charlie birthday cake?" (I, of course, refrain from telling her that I'm pretty sure I did most of the damage. The child, after all, can be quite violent.)
I know many people find this strange, but we feel so grateful to be living within a days drive from two sets of grandparents! That is a rare thing. Any time we can spend together is precious.
at my moms.
The kids have made great strides in their swimming, in addition to their bikes. It does seem like our family changed alot this summer. They swam so much at my moms, during our two trips up there. And it's great because its so clear, they arent nervous. There were alot of older second cousins around to show them what life could be like when they enjoyed the water. Now, we can go to the pool at the Y and actually swim in the deep end. They have a climbing wall, a diving board, and a basketball hoop. Charlie has floaties, and doesn't need anyone to hold him. (Which is an incredible change, he used to be glued to the dock/edge of the pool). Caroline has always done her best to drown herself, or so it seems, but she actually does pretty well in a lifejacket, even without anyone holding her. So we actually have fun doing things together. (Families with babies: life gets easier. I promise!) Now, if we could just kick those diapers to the curb. . .
I started a new tradition today, on this beautiful first day of fall. We made cake donuts (with lots of cinnamon and nutmeg, dusted with a little cinnamon sugar), and had them with cider.
The other two still had to be kept from getting completely covered in very sticky donut dough and falling into the hot oil. But Hannah can be a real help now. It is rewarding to see all those times I've had her on the chair next time, for the past 4 years, finally pay off. In another few years, maybe she'll be cooking for us!
Enjoying our special snack. . . and then what happens after too much special snack! (It was 9 oclock before Caroline finally went to sleep. I think she came down stairs 5 times. Surely this was unrelated to the scary amounts of pure sugar she digested, on an empty stomach? Caused by refusing to eat any supper except a hard boiled egg, and then licking all the sugar off her donuts.Come to think of it, I cant remember the last time that child ate a vegetable. Except for the green tomatoes she always steals off my plants.
I love her so much! (by this point we were both COVERED in cinnamon sugar.)