The Flashlight Game

Bad News: I have lost our camera. So, for now there will be no pictures on the blog.
Good News: I have still managed to keep track of all the kids.

Here's a little story for you that requires no pictures. Sometimes when I am busy feeding the girls I'll play this fun game with Connor, which requires him to shine his flashlight on different things in the room. For example I'll say, "Shine your light on something red!" and Connor will rush around the room with his flashlight trying to find the perfect red item to illuminate. Recently I  have been giving him some new challenges, such as "Shine your light on something that floats in the air" (Balloon) or "Shine your light on something that swings" (Baby mobile toys), etc. Then, I tried this tricky one, "Shine your light on someone you love." (He shines his light right in the babies eyes, one at a time.) Ok, cute, but not exactly what I was going for there. "Connor, shine your light on someone else you love." He thinks this one through for a few seconds as if it is a trick question, and replies, "But Daddy is not here right now." Ummm, okay. Again, sweet but also not EXACTLY what I was thinking. "You are right Daddy is not here. Why don't you shine your light on someone who you love who is HERE. IN. THIS. ROOM." Again, he stops to think. "Oh, I know. Connor!" (Shines his light on his own shirt.) Let's try one more time. "Connor I think there is someone else who you love who you can shine your light on. Right in this room!" He replies, super confused at this point, "But Mama...I love Grandma, but she is not here." "Yes, you do love Grandma. But there is someone else left who is RIGHT. HERE!" Connor replies exasperated by this tricky riddle, "I don't know. Mama, just tell me!" Finally I give in, "Connor its me, your mom." (Shines the light right in my eyes.) "Oh yea. Kanks for telling me." No problem.

Newest Game

Our newest game...kicking the balloon. In case you have never tried it, you just clip a balloon on a short string to your sock and kick away. It can be pretty entertaining if you are 4 months old. Err well, also if you are 3 years old. In fact the 3 year old may have even had MORE fun. He was laughing, screaming, and rolling all over the place. Here Kaia is mesmerized by the speed in which the yellow balloon can fly! Oh, that big brother...he's just SOOO entertaining!

Hair Bows

They have not worn these in public yet...mostly because Daddy is not a huge fan. Well that and the fact that our babies do not generally like anything on their head for very long. Kaia's being a good sport, but apparently Ashlyn is not the hugest fan either. Maybe she will be a better sport once her head grows slightly larger than the flower itself.

Connor's New Bed

Connor finally graduated from his crib to a real big-boy bed. He staying in his crib for so long out of his mom's total fear that naps would cease, but she finally gave in and took the plunge. Connor has been nothing but excited. The best news of all is that Connor STAYS. IN. HIS. BED. and STILL. TAKES. NAPS.

So the first day after watching him on the video monitor for his nap, I said "Connor I was so proud of you that you stayed in your bed until I came to get you." His reply, "Oh no, mama. I didn't. I threw my blanket out and had to get it off the floor. I'm sorry. I did get out." Like for 1 second. So honest. Now when he wakes up he still calls me to come get him. He literally will call me for like 20 minutes as if he can not get up on his own. I have to wonder...when he figures out that he can actually climb out of his bed all by himself will all hell break loose? There is another family member who is also in love with this new bed and frequents it regularly. Although she has made it VERY clear that she wants her own room, apparently she is willing to share if the circumstances are just right.

You Decide

You decide. Holding hands...? Or arm wrestling...?

Meanwhile, Big Brother is up to this:

I asked him what he was up to...and his reply, "I'm teaching my baby sisters some new tricks!"

Let the games begin.

Conversations about School

Occasionally I drive by Connor's new preschool (which he hasn't started yet) and point it out to him, and tell him how much fun it will be to go to school. Today, will all the kiddos in the car we did the drive-by:

Me: Hey look! Connor there is your new school!
Connor: Oh, that is where I will go to school?
Me: Yep, and it will be so much fun!
Connor: Will my baby sisters go with me?
Me: Well, they won't go to school until they get older. School is just for big boys and girls, not babies.
Connor (to the girls): Don't worry, baby sisters. I will take you to school. Yes, you want to go to school with your big brother? Oh you do? MAMA! (shouting) They want to go with me. I will take them I think.

So, I am thinking I will take him up on his offer and send him with at least one baby strapped to his chest in the Baby Bjorn. Imagine how much I could do with only one baby at home...I could probably come up with a solution to stop world hunger with all that free time.

Wake Up!

We thought it would be fun to wake up the big brother by surprising him with his sisters snuggling in his bed: We enjoyed it, but Connor...not so much!