I'm thinking somewhere in Tarryn's subconscious mind, she wanted to have a day of firsts too. Why else would she have inadvertantly tried to burn the house down. With a corn dog. In the microwave? (That's got to be a first for anyone.)
Brandon caught it just in time as he turned around thinking, why on earth is the microwave running for so long? he saw black smoke billowing out. Tarryn had set the microwave for 20 minutes since that's how long it takes to cook a corndog in the oven.
Upon examining the charred mess on the cracked plate, we realised the stick in the center of the blackened lump was now ash. I guess it was our own family experiement to see if the microwave really does cook things from the inside-out. This girl keeps us on our toes and will not be trumped without a good show by a sibling. :)
Monday, June 14, 2010
A day of firsts
Woke up early Sunday morning with a happy little baby. Smiling, cooing, and 3 locks of hair that seemed longer than the rest hanging down on his forehead. "Okay kiddo, it's time for your first haircut, and I believe it should be me that gets the good luck, thank you very much." Who knew that this would start events spiraling for Javen to have an entire day of firsts?!
I set Javen in the bouncy seat so I could cut the top of his hair. ...then posed the dilemma of how to get the hair on the back of his head? I quickly came up with the solution of putting him on his tummy on my bed. (Yes, this was a real professional hair cut.) To my surprise, he immediately rolled over! Thinking it was a fluke, I placed him back on his stomach to which he rolled over the other way! Thinking that it must be because he was on the bed, I placed him on the floor and got the astonishing same result. Should we count? This makes 2 firsts in a matter of minutes. First cut, first roll over.
Sunday afternoon, I was sitting on the floor with Brandon and Javen. Javen sitting in front of me propped against my legs. Javen decides to once again amaze us as he leans himself forward just enough to sit unassisted for a nearly good 5 minutes! (Slow down kiddo!!!) -3 firsts. First cut, first roll over, first unassisted sit.
Later in the evening as we're sitting at the dinner table, Javen on my lap, food being passed around, he swipes a chicken off the plate and starts swinging it around as if announcing, "I am ready to eat too!" Tarryn wrestles the chicken from the grip of death, we start to eat. Javen decides that my plate must be his plate and grasps for the mashed potatoes. He acted surprised at first to feel the warm squishiness but decided to give it a try and stuck his fingers in his mouth and announced they were to his liking by making extremely loud sucking noises. His fondness for the mashed goodness grew as he continued to repeat these actions over and over again. Are you kidding me? First food too?!
Javen must know that I'm trying to hold his progress to an unhurried measure since he is my last baby. He must also have other plans for me and himself. This kid is already showing he's unstoppable all at the tender age of 4 months and 3 weeks old. (20 weeks to be exact.)
I set Javen in the bouncy seat so I could cut the top of his hair. ...then posed the dilemma of how to get the hair on the back of his head? I quickly came up with the solution of putting him on his tummy on my bed. (Yes, this was a real professional hair cut.) To my surprise, he immediately rolled over! Thinking it was a fluke, I placed him back on his stomach to which he rolled over the other way! Thinking that it must be because he was on the bed, I placed him on the floor and got the astonishing same result. Should we count? This makes 2 firsts in a matter of minutes. First cut, first roll over.
Sunday afternoon, I was sitting on the floor with Brandon and Javen. Javen sitting in front of me propped against my legs. Javen decides to once again amaze us as he leans himself forward just enough to sit unassisted for a nearly good 5 minutes! (Slow down kiddo!!!) -3 firsts. First cut, first roll over, first unassisted sit.
Later in the evening as we're sitting at the dinner table, Javen on my lap, food being passed around, he swipes a chicken off the plate and starts swinging it around as if announcing, "I am ready to eat too!" Tarryn wrestles the chicken from the grip of death, we start to eat. Javen decides that my plate must be his plate and grasps for the mashed potatoes. He acted surprised at first to feel the warm squishiness but decided to give it a try and stuck his fingers in his mouth and announced they were to his liking by making extremely loud sucking noises. His fondness for the mashed goodness grew as he continued to repeat these actions over and over again. Are you kidding me? First food too?!
Javen must know that I'm trying to hold his progress to an unhurried measure since he is my last baby. He must also have other plans for me and himself. This kid is already showing he's unstoppable all at the tender age of 4 months and 3 weeks old. (20 weeks to be exact.)
Monday, June 7, 2010
Top 10.
Things here are busy as ever. So busy in fact, that I haven't had time to post thoughts or feelings for a while so I thought I'd write a top 10 list of things that have taken place over the last little bit to cover for lost time. These are not put in any particular order -unless you consider the way my brain works as "order" .....ahem.....never mind.
10. Tarryn and Makade plot now on how to torture their unborn offspring by swearing they will put them in Kumon. Just so they can have the satisfaction of correcting their own kids' packets (which I'm told is the only reason why Brandon and I have them in Kumon).
9. Tarryn, Makade, and Corban have their first sleep-over with their Grandma Herrick. They enjoy watching movies, and getting to eat with "old people", and get to spend some long deserved time with their Grandma. Tarryn ends up having a deeper appreciation of ME as she comes home worn out from having to take care of Corban since Grandma is unable to manage such tasks at this time. I bring the kids home with a tug in my heart for how worn out Tarryn is, and how happy I am the kids got to have Grandma participate a little in their life.
8. Makade makes an impression in our wall that won't be forgotten for a while. *We call it his bum-hole since that is just what it was, as he went down the stairs at such a speed that when his tush met the wall it left a gaping cavity. Talk about 'buns-of-steel'. He was the brunt of many jokes as the repairman fixed the abyss.
7. Javen is bilingual, even if we don't understand what he's saying in either language we know it to be true. Of course we're sure that his first and foremost verbal communication is good ol' baby talk that will undoubtedly turn into English. But there is a distinct noise Javen makes that we're guessing is Dolphinese. What else could the clamor be that resembles the distinct dialect that dolphins speak? ....or should I say shriek?
6. I wake from the land of denial. During the month of May it's like I awoke from a dream of clouded bliss as I realized how truly overwhelmed I am playing the roll of mother of 5, housekeeper, wife, sister, sister-in-law, daughter, daughter-in-law, etc., etc., etc. I find I have to fight to add the title of just-plain-Summer to the mix of the rest of these. But its a contest worth battling as I go from the belief system of "I'm not worth my own time" to "I am of worth to have time to myself." May was definitely a month full of tears, and strength building.
5. Tarryn takes a trip. To D.C. ....without her parents. Don't worry though, she enjoyed the trip with her grandparents and saw all sorts of things that make the USA what we are.or what we should be. Tarryn would call each night exhausted and tell us about her daily events. Always ending in swimming. We're told that her favorite place to visit was the Ford's Theater where Lincoln was shot. Not only did she come home with a lot of souvenirs, she also came home a bit more mature, *sniff* and possibly a bit taller.
10. Tarryn and Makade plot now on how to torture their unborn offspring by swearing they will put them in Kumon. Just so they can have the satisfaction of correcting their own kids' packets (which I'm told is the only reason why Brandon and I have them in Kumon).
9. Tarryn, Makade, and Corban have their first sleep-over with their Grandma Herrick. They enjoy watching movies, and getting to eat with "old people", and get to spend some long deserved time with their Grandma. Tarryn ends up having a deeper appreciation of ME as she comes home worn out from having to take care of Corban since Grandma is unable to manage such tasks at this time. I bring the kids home with a tug in my heart for how worn out Tarryn is, and how happy I am the kids got to have Grandma participate a little in their life.
8. Makade makes an impression in our wall that won't be forgotten for a while. *We call it his bum-hole since that is just what it was, as he went down the stairs at such a speed that when his tush met the wall it left a gaping cavity. Talk about 'buns-of-steel'. He was the brunt of many jokes as the repairman fixed the abyss.
7. Javen is bilingual, even if we don't understand what he's saying in either language we know it to be true. Of course we're sure that his first and foremost verbal communication is good ol' baby talk that will undoubtedly turn into English. But there is a distinct noise Javen makes that we're guessing is Dolphinese. What else could the clamor be that resembles the distinct dialect that dolphins speak? ....or should I say shriek?
6. I wake from the land of denial. During the month of May it's like I awoke from a dream of clouded bliss as I realized how truly overwhelmed I am playing the roll of mother of 5, housekeeper, wife, sister, sister-in-law, daughter, daughter-in-law, etc., etc., etc. I find I have to fight to add the title of just-plain-Summer to the mix of the rest of these. But its a contest worth battling as I go from the belief system of "I'm not worth my own time" to "I am of worth to have time to myself." May was definitely a month full of tears, and strength building.
5. Tarryn takes a trip. To D.C. ....without her parents. Don't worry though, she enjoyed the trip with her grandparents and saw all sorts of things that make the USA what we are.
4. Potty training goes down the toilet as Kellan gets sick with a fever and a wicked virus. We're having a hard time starting up again after I plunged Kellan and the family in a potty training experience Boot Camp style. We have to work up the will power for such things.
3. Corban was the Captain of the Ship in his school's spring sing as he introduced himself in a booming voice for the entire school to hear, "Ahoy matey! My name is Corban!" then when the crowd chuckled at his enthusiasm he stood there and blinked away tears. He pulled it together though, and put on an a amazing performance that we were all so proud of!
2. Makade basically tells Grandpa Fuller he's old. So the story goes, Makade was giving Grandpa instructions on where to go in Grandpa's own town. Grandpa compliments Makade on his skill of direction by stating he'll do great when he has his own driving licence and can't wait to see when he can drive. Makade responds by saying, "Grandpa, you'll be dead by the time I can drive." (Note: this is only 7 years away!!!!)
1. Kellan is learning how to forgive. ....sort of. Anytime one of the kids (or on rare occasion), Brandon, or I end up hurting Kellan. Be it physical or emotionally, if an "I'm sorry" is said, Kellan will respond with a "That's Okay!" in a screech so loud and fast that you're sure the windows are going to break and car alarms around the block are going to go off. It leaves you feeling more like you were hit by a truck than it does warm and fuzzy. And it makes saying those 2 apologetic words even more difficult to say when you know you've done wrong. :) Good thing Kellan doesn't know how to hold a grudge! I can't imagine what that would sound like!
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