Bedtime last night:
Me: “why do you always want to sleep in my bed?”
Carson: “because I wuv you so much!”
This morning:
Carson: “to save the earth, we put our trash in the garbage. Miss Jody told me that.”
And, after washing his hands (he’s supposed to count to 20):
“I counted in my head. In English.”
Year: 2013
A Pink Softball Batgirl
Mallory has been looking forward to turning 6 since it meant she could finally be a batgirl for a Michigan softball game. She ended up being batgirl for three games in one weekend a few weeks ago (when it was freezing and snowing) and had SO MUCH FUN. She tells me all the time “ALLLLLL the softball girls know me…” and now that she’s actually hung out with them in the dugout and the lockerroom, I think she has some new BFFs.
As luck would have it, she got to be batgirl for the pink game (for breast cancer awareness) last …
Ballboy
Carson’s ball glove and ball are never very far away…
All About MOM, by Mallory
This came home in Mallory’s backback yesterday.
I am giggling that the best thing I cook is cookies, but she is pretty spot on with the rest of it. I have to admit that I was like “I am NOT 43 years old!” and then I was like “oh wait, yes I am”.
Oh, how I love that girl.
It was two more weeks…
We had two healthy weeks, and then Carson got sick again and I missed two-plus more days of work. Luckily no one else got it again (so far), but the birthdays in our family that bookend the month of April were a complete disaster because of sickness.
I think I should get more of these to have birthday redos.
Well it’s been Two Weeks
I had a birthday, Carson had a birthday, I got sick (and better) Carson got sick, Michigan won in basketball (semi-finals of Final 4), Carson got better, Michigan lost in the championship, Mallory got sick, Carson had his 4-yr old well-child visit, Mallory was still sick, Mallory got better, Rick felt sick and drank ginger ale and felt better.
And that, my friends, was the first two weeks of April.
FINALLY the Treasure Chest
Ever since Mallory started losing teeth, she’s been on this “I DON’T WANT YOU TO PULL IT OUT BECAUSE I WANT TO LOSE IT AT SCHOOL SO I CAN GET A TREASURE CHEST!!!” This results in some disgustingly loose teeth that hang on by a thread for weeks and weeks longer than they need to because she is waiting for it to fall out at school.
Tooth #4 had been ready to come out for a while and we were back on tooth watch.
So the day that Mallory got off the bus yesterday and I said tooth watch and she gave …
Learning through texting
I love that she practiced it on her own. Haha.
The picture I sent her is of her sleeping in her tent in her room and her feet were sticking out, a la the Wicked Witch of the East.
My baby is FOUR
Holy moly, guacamole. As much as I try to bribe and cajole my kids into not getting older/bigger/sassier, it keeps on happening. The most recent milestone was my sweet baby boy turning FOUR yesterday.
Carson’s well-child appointment isn’t until next week so I can’t report on his physical stats, but I can surely fill you in on the rest of him.
I am feeling lazy so I’ll just bullet point:
He is a basketball junkie these days. He plays in the basement constantly and is begging someone to play with him constantly. He & Rick have four set plays (sometimes five but Rick …
Cutest.Kids.Ever.
I know everyone thinks their kids are the cutest kids ever, but I need to clear something up.
My kids are the cutest kids ever. Witness them asleep tonight.
Together.
In Mallory’s tent.
Cuddling.
With Mallory’s phone and Carson’s new football helmet nightlight.
Game over. I win.