Carson, Mallory

So behind

I think it’s time for me to do a “things I need to blog about” post:

  • Mallory learned how to ride her bike without training wheels. I can’t believe I haven’t shared this here yet.
  • Mallory can also do an entire length of freestyle at the pool, taking real roll-over breaths and everything. It’s CRAZY to see how stuff just seems to click with her. I was almost ready to pull her from swim lessons because she’d seem to hit a wall and wasn’t able to get over the “roll-over breath” and then voila! She figured it out. She is working on her “dolphin” kicks (butterfly) and can do backstroke too.
  • Carson is still hit or miss with his lessons. He is good and participates but doesn’t seem to be making consistent progress. But on the 4th of July, he found Rick’s old goggles and decided they were his new goggles and is now jumping off the bench in the shallow part of Georgetown and swimming (a hybrid between crawl stroke and doggy paddle) to where he can touch. And he and Mallory go underwater and they have tea parties.
  • Every morning when Carson wakes up, I ask him if he has to go potty. He says no, and then two minutes later he announces “I HAVE TO GO POTTY!!!!” and takes off for the bathroom.
  • Carson’s new thing is to tell everyone “I’M A-MOST GONNA BE FOUR” and because everyone assumes that means his birthday is coming, he’s heard me follow it up with “…in April”  so he’s learned to add “…ON APWIL THECOND” to the end.
  • I love that I can ask Carson “did you even give me a kiss [this morning/after school/after dinner/before work] yet?” and he will throw his arms around my neck and give me a kiss.
  • Mallory has a couple of loose teeth – one on the top and one on the bottom. And now Carson tells us he has a woose toof too.
  • The other night Carson would not settle down (he was in our bed). I told him that the next time I had to tell him to be quiet, he was going to have to go to his own bed. He said “YOU ARE THE MEANEST” to me and rolled over to Rick’s side of the bed. A minute later he sat up and started messing with the light on Rick’s nightstand. I said his name exasperatedly (is that a word?) and he grabbed his puppies and slid off the bed. I asked if he was going to his own bed and he told me yes. Then I said “you are the UN-SLEEPIEST!”. As he walked out the door to my room, he tossed back to me “NO – YOU ARE!”. Ooooh…burn on mom.

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  • In tornado-related news, our house is 99% done. We just need our storm door installed, and the correct color shutters put up on the house, and our air-conditioner unit replaced and we are DONE. This has been an unbelievably stressful four months and I hope and pray we never have to deal with something like this again. There are some houses that still haven’t had any work started on them so the neighborhood isn’t remotely looking back to normal yet (also witnessed by the porta-john in front of my neighbor’s house…)
  • We went to Greenfield Village a couple of weeks ago to watch an old-time baseball game and check out the old stuff. I have pictures I need to share.
  • Rick’s dad & step-mom were here this past week for the fourth of July. It was very nice of them to bring the hot steamy Florida weather with them!
  • Mallory started t-ball last month – in the span of her first game, she went from being singled out for having a great stance (the coach yelled out to the team to tell them to see how Mallory was in the ready position), to drawing her name in cursive in the dirt. But she is having fun and she looks awesome playing t-ball in a skirt.
  • And did I ever blog about Mallory’s dance recital? ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok, less talk and more writing.