It is great here. We want nothing more than to swim in the water behind Grandma and Bumpa's. Call it a lake or pond, it too bad it's so muddy, gross and has snapping turtles in it.
So we find other things to do, like walk into the cage surrounding a bunch of small trees. We pretended we were Pooh bears and said "Oh bother" while we were inside. Just don't feed or poke the bears.
Grandma showed us how to play croquet. Up next, lawn darts.
We did some usual boy stuff too. We climbed this tree, with Grandma and Daddy's help. Once we got up there, we added our own twist. We jumped off the tree and let Daddy catch us below.
Outside Grandma and Bumpa's
Flying through Grandma and Bumpa's
With all the family still in town, we decided to head over to Grandma and Bumpa house one more time over the weekend. We showed off our piloting skills . . .
. . . and did what we could to help with the crossword puzzles. We got one: What does Pooh say? It's eight letters . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . "Oh bother".
We also had a little trouble with one of the bells. The little thingy on the inside fell out. We tried to fix it with Bumpa, but we didn't have much luck.
We spent a little time watching our Missouri Tigers play the Kansas Chickenhawks. We won, or course.
We did a little searching too and found these croquet mallets. We almost always find something new when we visit. Grandma and Bumpa's house is treasure trove of interesting things, and people.
Decorating Hairy
Decorating Hairy is definitely part of the Christmas tree decorating process.
We're not too sure he likes that part of the process very much.
Deck the living room
With the tree standing in the corner of the living room, we set out to decorate it.
Mommy and Daddy got out all the different boxes of ornaments for us to pick through.
Once we found the right one, we hung it on the tree. The first dozen all went "way up high."
We also put the little trees in the window and spread the "snow" all around the bases, and the floor.
We decorated those too.
Took awhile . . .
. . . but after much searching . . .
. . . we finally found the perfect Christmas tree.
After Daddy cut it down, we helped load it onto the sled and dragged to our car.
It was really hard work, and it was cold too. So when we finished, we headed to the warming house.
It was nice and warm in there and the cider was delicious.
Once we were all warmed up, we headed back outside for a tractor ride. That just made us cold again.
We had a pretty good time, despite the cold.
Now that Thanksgiving is over . . .
Bring on Christmas and Christmas cookies (on a stick).
Yuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmm (except the stick) !!!!!
Rockin' the day away
We discovered the little rocking chair in Grandma C and Bumpa's house.
Apparently it was given to Grandma C by her Grandma V. So that would
make Grandma V our Great Great Grandma V. Cool. Thanks for the rocking
chair Great Great Grandma V, we spent lots of time rocking and singing in it.
And when we got cold, we just covered-up with a throw (that's a blanket).
We're practicing for our retirement. Poor circulation runs in our family.
Walk it off
After all that eating, we needed to get some fresh air to cool the food sweats and stretch our tummies a little bit. After all, there was more food still to eat.
And we just discovered Bumpa's collection of walking sticks. We each chose one to bring along.
Food everywhere
Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!!
We visited Grandma and Bumpa for Thanksgiving and seriously was food everywhere. Hairy was in heaven following us all over the house as we dropped crumbs.
All the food made us kinda thirsty.
We shared with Great Grandma K . . .
. . . and took more chips when no one was looking.
Then they brought in this huge thing that looked vaguely like a bird. Everyone started taking pictures of it. They said its name was Sarah. We're still not to sure what "it" is.
Chute
While we were at Grandma and Bumpa's, waiting for all the food to be served, we discovered the laundry chute. It's a lot like ours and is lots of fun to put stuff down.
Until we were told there's another one that's even higher. Jax looked REALLY hard for it.
It's upstairs, and when we put something down it, whatever it was went down, down, down; really, REALLY fast. It was awesome fun for hours.
Halloween is just an excuse . . .
. . . to wear a costume.
We don't need a special holiday for that. We discovered that Mommy and Daddy were hiding a Tigger costume in the basement. As soon we saw it, it was on.
And since the Tigger costume was new, Jax was sure to test the nose to see if it beeps.
First Report Card
Warning! The post below could be read as one giant brag on our fantastic children. That's because it is! We had preschool conferences with their teacher this week, and she really likes them. Her general comment was, "you have two very bright children."
Charley:
He plays mostly alone or with Jax. He's good at following the rules. He cleans up after snack. He cries to assert himself.
He recognizes all of his shapes & letters (but not his numbers). He tries to feed Ms. Collins every day-- pizza, tea, whatever he's whipping up in the kitchen. He loves the mailbox-- writing "letters" and filling the mailbox is a daily activity. Pretends with animals.
He likes to cut with scissors. He mostly watches in group movement activities, but is starting to join in.
He loves to play the piano. He listens to stories. Asks lots of questions.
We're working on: Encouraging him to use words instead of tears. Start writing the letters of his name. (I think this is a little early, but whatever.) Help him learn to play with others.
Jax:
Plays by himself. He physically or verbally asserts himself (i.e. he screams when he doesn't like what you're doing). He tries many activities/ wanders from thing to thing. Needs reminders about how to care for toys (i.e. don't throw).
He likes to line up cars. (He always makes "parades" at home, too.) Very curious, asks lots of questions. Easily distracted (no news there!). He knows all of his letters, numbers and shapes. He can tell you what letter most words start with.
He loves to paint and do art projects, which surprised us because he's not much into them at home or at ECFE. Plays on the playground equipment but doesn't love it (she said Charley's the same way, even though they're always the last off the playground).
He likes writing letters and mailing them. Speaks in the third person (always). Sings all of the time and makes up songs (apparently occasionally they're about Charley when Charley's not playing with Jax).
What we're working on: Reminding him what the rules are, and why they're there. Keeping him on task (Ugh! tell me about it!). Using the first person.
Dapper duo
It was picture day at school recently. Mommy was at work so us boys were on our own to get ourselves looking good for our first school pictures. Hairy provided the moral support.
We think we did a pretty good job. Fly-aways were landed and crazy cowlicks were tamed.
Double Play-Doh date
Anna and Sophia came over the other day. We hadn't seen them since their birthday. It was really nice to have some good friends over for some excellent Play-Doh play time.
Sweet Pea
That's what we called you. You were the sweetest thing. Your ears were always perked and your eyes were always piercing. You were always excited and always there, wherever there was.
You could run too, man could you run. One time you went after a duck in an open field. It took off and you continued to chase it as it flew. You kept up with it too, it was truly amazing. As it slowly pulled away and you ran out of room, you were forced to give up even though you didn't want to.
Jumping was another skill of yours. When you heard something, you would jump up to try and get a better look. Oh, and you jumped on us all the time. How else would you let all that energy out?
You loved the snow. We played chase in the snow all the time and you hated it when you got caught. Luckily for you, it happened very rarely, maybe twice.
You kinda drove Hairy nuts. You stole his ball a lot and made him chase you to get it back. He wasn't fast enough to keep up though. Eventually you lost interest in the ball and dropped it for him.
You were very curious, especially when we first came home. You carefully sniffed us, not getting too close.
Eventually, you became our protector. After that, you rarely left our side and were always underfoot.
Then there was the face sniffing. You loved to sniff our faces, everyone's face actually. We're not really sure why, and we never really liked it, but it was you.
You were an amazing dog. There will never be another one like you. You left us too quickly, too soon. We miss you dearly already. We're glad your pain is gone and we know you are jumping and running right now. Maybe you can finally catch that duck.
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