Gumby

Here is photographic evidence that my son is Gumby.

 

How I found him watching TV today.

 

Here he was, just relaxing on our bed.  He wasn't doing it to be funny or anything...that was just comfortable to him.

 

He is literally in half.

If this kid doesn't become an artist or engineer, I can see his future as a yoga instructor.  "Now take your leg and wrap it around your head three times like this.  Good.  Now the other one."

Excited for a Boy

  We love having our little girl, especially since she seems to be doing much better lately with controlling her tantrums and has calmed down a LOT.  (YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

  But I'm telling you, this week I have been so excited knowing this little baby is a boy.  Why you ask?  Because our current boys are so cute, and funny, and amazing!  Here are some funny/sweet things Charlie has said lately.

 

When I tell him to smell things, he always licks the air first, then sniffs.  I'm not sure if he's part snake or what.  But he's cute.

 

This morning, Charlie came in with a cup and here was the interchange:

            Charlie:  Mommy, wha' happen?

            Me:  I don't know what happened, pal.  Is there a mess?

            C:  Yeah, mess.  An-wew mess.  Water. 

            Me:  Andrew made the mess with the water?  Why do you have the cup then?

            C:  *stares at the cup for a while then gives me a mischevious little smile, knowing his logic 

                  is flawed.*  Uhhhh....yeah.

              Yeah, this kid is getting too smart already.

 

His answers to things are either "Coo." (cool) or "Oquay." (Okay.)

 

Charlie has started trying to be the little boss man.  When people ask a question, he will jump in with the answer before we get a chance to.  i.e. - "Can I have a banana?"  "Sure, An-wew.  Sure.  Banana."  or he'll try to punish the other kids if he thinks they're misbehaving.  Or we'll sit down to eat and he'll say, "Oquay, fold arms.  Em-mo-me.  Fold!  An-wew, say pwayer?"  Sometimes I wonder if my job is being taken over.  And sometimes I'm oquay with it.

 

The other day, he and I were snuggling on the couch and I was asking if he was a boy or girl.  Everytime I said girl he said, "Em-mo-me!" But then eventually I just said, "Charlie, are you a boy?" and he said, "I Mommy's boy!"  Let's just say he's getting extra Christmas cookies this year.

 

He gets so upset when we go to get his coat and hat on, because he wants a pink one like Emily.  So he was super excited the other day when she was distracted and he was able to wear some of her stuff.

 

He basically wears my shoes more than I do.

 Charlie has been such a perfect addition to our already very happy family.  We're all excited to see what the next baby will be like!  (P.S. My neice says we should name him either Sam the Snowman or Glitterpants. Thoughts?)

How is Baby Spelled?

We got our ultrasound today to determine the gender of the baby.  So how do we spell baby in this family?  So far we have...

Baby boy Andrew

 

Baby girl Emily

 

Baby boy Charlie

Well in our family we spell baby B-O-Y!

Now to think of names.  Andrew says we should name him Charlie.  Because he LOVES that name.  Emily and I are definitely outnumbered now, but we are all very excited about our newest little man. 

Funny Times, Funny Kids, Funny Life

There are definite challenges to having 3 kids aged 5 and under (with one on the way....) but overall it's all pretty great.  And even when it's not, it's usually funny.

Andrew set up a little mini picnic in his room for him and Em while Charlie was napping.  He even had a cup of water with two straws.  Ha, they're adorable.

 Andrew - "Dad, your arm smells great, your knee smells like flowers, and your hair smells like Oscar the Grouch."

Daddy making a house for the kids

 Andrew was very upset the other day because his shirts didn't have enough pizazz.  I'm not sure where he learned that word, but he was pretty sad about it.

Dancing with the littlest ones in the living room (and not forgetting to include Night-Night)

Reading and playing games with Daddy

Andrew is usually the first one up.  This day he made breakfast for everyone.

 When I asked Emily what her favorite color was, she said, "Ummmm.....yellow! Because I AM YELLLLLLOWWW!!!"

This is the craziest eyed picture I have ever taken of anyone...ever.  I was making her laugh before her naptime and apparently she was REALLY excited to see what I was going to do next.  It makes me laugh out loud every time I look at it.

Buddies.

 Andrew talking to the other kids: 
A:  Ok, people, who wants Whale crackers?
E and C: Me!
A: (said with a little chuckle)Okay, okay.  Calm down, kids.  Here you go.

Quite literally crying over spilled milk

This boy sure knows how to strike a pose.

It started snowing the other day, so Andrew got everyone ready to go out and play.  He said they were all ready at this point...

Charlie likes when we put stuff on his head and say, "Oh Charlie.  Nice hat!" so here he is with Andrew's pj pants on his head.  He didn't want to take them off.

Some big shoes to fill.

Funny Talkers

Here's Andrew fixing Emily's hair.  He said it was becoming pretty, prettier, prettiest.

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Me:  You're such a great kid.  Where did I get such a great kid?

Andrew:  From your tummy.

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Emily looking in the toilet - "Oooo, it's so dark and spooky in there!"

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Emily: Dad, I need my smokes!

Daddy:  Did you just say you need your smokes?

E: Yes!  I need my smokes.  My smokes!  MY SMOKES!!!!!!!!

Then she proceeded to freak out while we tried not to laugh too hard and racked our brains trying to figure out what the heck she wanted.

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Overheard -

Andrew:  Emily, are you forgetting something important?

Emily:  What, Andrew?

A:  I love you.

E:  I love you, too.

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Charlie had a really fun time with Halloween this year, which he calls 'Ween.  He has become quite the candy monster.  If I have to hear him begging for the candy in the pumpkin (Punky Ween!  Punky Ween!!) one more time, I may lose my mind.  One day he came in and said, "It's Ween!  I like Ween!"  Pretty cute.

 

 

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We were heading to a friend's house when I remembered to grab a diaper for the bag.  Charlie followed me and grabbed about 6 diapers. 

Me:  Charlie, I don't think we need that many, unless you're planning on going potty a LOT.  Like, a whole lot.

Charlie: *Looks at the diapers for about 15 seconds*  Uh.......yeeeah.

Me: You're planning on going a whole lot?

Charlie:  Oh yeah.

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When Charlie wants help with something, he always asks me to "open door."

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Today Mike told Emily to stop putting the milk from her cereal on the table.  Andrew told us that "Emily is not grown up yet, like 5.  She's just learning how to eat cereal.  She's not grown up like me."

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Last night Michael and Andrew were reading a  book on animals, and they saw and owl.

Andrew:  Dad, do you think this owl is wild or crucified?

Michael: *brief silence*  Do you mean wild or domesticated?

A: Oh, yeah.

M:  Well, I think it's wild.

A:  Oh, no. It's domesticased because it doesn't try to eat me.

 

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When we were in the car listening to a song, it said something about a popcorn stand.

Andrew:  A popcorn stand?!

Charlie: Oh no!!!  Oh.....no.  Popcorn.  Stand.  Oh no!

            I'm really not sure what he thought a popcorn stand was.

 

They crack me up!

I would like to title this picture, "I made a mistake and went to the bathroom while the kids were eating spaghetti."  Charlie.  Oh, Charlie.

The picture doesn't really accurately show the horror that was spaghetti sauce all over the walls, table, chairs, and the boy, so I decided to recreate my face when I saw it.

And yes, I still love them.

Scooter Boy Turned to Concussion Kid

 

THE CRASH 

 

 Michael got in an accident on his scooter that flipped the whole thing, wrecking it, and scraping him up.  He also got a concussion and scared us all half to death.  He was normal at first, then went downhill fairly quickly.  He was slurring, saying things like, "Hospital is where they die." and staring in space.  Andrew came up to him and asked him a question, and he answered slowly and slurring all while staring off into nowhere and looking like he was going to fall asleep sitting up.  Some of his co-workers came by the house to check on him and ended up giving up their entire evening bringing him to urgent care, then the ER.  They brought us all dinner and stayed with him the whole time.  I got a million texts of concern and offers to come watch the kids.  Everyone expressed their love and concern.  No one judged me for staying home with the kids while they did all the hospital work. 

 

When his co-workers stopped by the office to get some work to do while waiting at the ER, he went up to a broken down, nasty truck and wouldn't come back to their car, because he was convinced that there were either chickens or puppies in there.  They had to go lead him back to the car.  Then he was mad at them because it would have been awesome if it had been puppies.  Makes sense.  :)

  

  The logical part of my brain kept trying to reign in my crazy pregnancy brain, but I still ended up basically bawling all night until he was on his way home.  Thoughts of what they could find, thoughts of what if he hadn't been wearing a helmet, and just basically thoughts of trying to stop crying just made me cry harder.  I was pathetic.  Seriously pathetic, and the normal part of my brain was looking at me with wide-eyed wonder/horror.  So I was super grateful for the normal people in our lives for taking care of Mike.

 

  Two of our friends from church came to the hospital, too.  Part of my crying like a baby was also from the extreme outpouring of love I felt from so many of our friends and family.  I also really felt the Savior's love and His attempts to calm me down.  :)

 

  I can't begin to thank everyone who helped that day, both physically and with kind words and support.  I realize he turned out to be okay and nothing terribly serious happened, but it was scary and he's getting better and I'm just so grateful.

 Thank you!

 

When Did This Happen?

When did our little girl get to be so big?!  It really seems like yesterday that she was born, and now she looks so grown up.

Pre-Halloween Fun

Even though I really am not a fan of the creepy/scary/blech Halloween stuff, I AM a huge fan of the fun and cute Halloween stuff.  Mike and the kids are, too!

The library had a fall festival last week.  There were games, a bouncy house, popcorn, and crafts. 

Emily didn't quite get the point of this game, but Andrew had fun doing it anyway.  Charlie stood on the sidelines saying, "Andy, Emmie, ball!" and laughing.

 

Bean bag toss.  All three kids liked this game.

 

 Michael had an out-of-town weeklong trial this week, so the kids and I headed to my parent's house.  We were so glad we did!  We missed Daddy like crazy, but spending the week with Grandpa and Grandma Barnard was amazing!

 

 The kids didn't sleep all that well, but they did sleep interestingly.

 Grandma made play-dough, and they all had so much fun playing with it.

 

 Andrew looks so big in this picture!

 

 Charlie was a little lot obsessed with "Bampa." As soon as he woke up in the morning, he started bellowing for Bampa to wake up.  That is until he would see the cat and then he would be distracted.

 

 They all had a good time playing with big legos.  Emily made an ice cream cone and couldn't put it down even for her nap, apparently.

 Grandma bought a big pumpkin so the kids could carve it.  They all tried, but it was pretty hard, so they just chose the face and Grandma and I carved it.  :)

 

 But when things didn't go their way...this happened.  Angry, screaming Emmie.

 

 

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