Claire is becoming quite the talker. She didn't talk as quickly as Collin did. And, we blame most of that on the pacifier. Obviously, we weren't overly concerned about that, because she STILL has it. Recently, however, she has really been talking A LOT. I mean, she's stringing sentences together and really communicating.
Now, as all parents know, this can be really good AND it can be pretty bad. A point made very clear by her most recent phrase..."STOP TALKING TO ME!" which she says very clearly and very emphatically with just a touch of disrespect.
The other day, we were in the van (I know, SHOCKER!)on our way to pick up Caleb, and Collin was really irritating Claire. I mean, honestly, he was driving her nuts. Every time he said something, she would scream her new, favorite phrase. However, he was not getting the picture, and they were BOTH driving ME nuts.
So, I turned around and asked Collin to stop bothering her. Then, I looked at Claire and asked her to quit saying that. She paused, turned her gaze (glare!) to me and said, "YOU stop talking to me TOO!"
Well, I carry a spanking stick in the car for these types of occasions. But, this one took me by such surprise that I had to turn my head for a quick grin before taking care of business.
Wow! I mean, you just assume that certain issues -- like respect for a parent -- are just innate, yet I am reminded over and over that they certainly ARE NOT. That sweet, little girl turned on her Mama in a second, and I saw first hand the power struggle that is beginning already.
Last night, though, I was cleaning the kitchen while she kind of fumbled around at my feet. Without any prompting or persuading, she looked up and said, "Mama, I love you." Awww... I could live off of that for a while.
At some point, Claire will have to learn that with her new knowledge of communication, she now has the power to speak LIFE or DEATH.
In the meantime, it's a good reminder for her mother!
Thursday, January 28
Tuesday, January 5
OH NO...Another Hunter?!?!
Late yesterday afternoon, Scotty pulled out a deer hunting video. He, Caleb and Collin all sat in the den for quite some time watching hunters prepare for and shoot animals. The boys were loving it.
Collin got all worked up over this hunting thing. He made Scotty pull out the guns to show him. They talked about going to shoot at targets and getting ready to hunt "for real".
Right before bed, Collin began announcing that after his "sleep", he was going to go for a hunt in our back yard. He told me that he would shoot a squirrel, bring it inside, and I could cook it. He's very imaginative, so I went along with the pretending.Or, so I thought.
Well...at 1:30 a.m., Caleb and Collin were standing beside my bed. Caleb looked as if he might still be sleeping. Collin looked wide awake. When I said, "what in the world are y'all doing," Collin said, "we're going hunting!"
At that point, I chuckled a little (out loud which made him a little angry), and Caleb rolled his eyes and went back to his bed. So, I knew that he was indeed still sleeping. There is no telling what his brother told him to get him out of bed.
Thankfully, Collin was able to sleep off his disappointment. But, when Ms. Erin put him in the car after preschool, she let me know that he had told her all about "the hunt" that was about to take place. So, after lunch, he grabbed his bow and arrows, put on his thick camo jacket and climbed the only tree in our backyard that he could climb (a very short Dogwood). He sat perched there quite some time with his arrow in place and the string pulled back just waiting for the perfect squirrel. I don't know much about hunting in general, but I'm pretty sure squirrels don't come to you. And, a bow and arrow wouldn't necessarily be the best choice in weapon for such a hunting excursion. I guess he knew, though, that a deer sure wasn't going to happen into our back yard.
I have had MANY frustrations over the years with Scotty's hunting. It's hard to get used to the obsession. Then, with a family, it's difficult to like the thing that takes Daddy away from us on precious days off. BUT, if the boys end up enjoying it and it's something they can do together, it just might be worth it.
Because, that sweet, little boy had so much fun pretending this morning that the real thing should be quite an adventure.
Collin got all worked up over this hunting thing. He made Scotty pull out the guns to show him. They talked about going to shoot at targets and getting ready to hunt "for real".
Right before bed, Collin began announcing that after his "sleep", he was going to go for a hunt in our back yard. He told me that he would shoot a squirrel, bring it inside, and I could cook it. He's very imaginative, so I went along with the pretending.Or, so I thought.
Well...at 1:30 a.m., Caleb and Collin were standing beside my bed. Caleb looked as if he might still be sleeping. Collin looked wide awake. When I said, "what in the world are y'all doing," Collin said, "we're going hunting!"
At that point, I chuckled a little (out loud which made him a little angry), and Caleb rolled his eyes and went back to his bed. So, I knew that he was indeed still sleeping. There is no telling what his brother told him to get him out of bed.
Thankfully, Collin was able to sleep off his disappointment. But, when Ms. Erin put him in the car after preschool, she let me know that he had told her all about "the hunt" that was about to take place. So, after lunch, he grabbed his bow and arrows, put on his thick camo jacket and climbed the only tree in our backyard that he could climb (a very short Dogwood). He sat perched there quite some time with his arrow in place and the string pulled back just waiting for the perfect squirrel. I don't know much about hunting in general, but I'm pretty sure squirrels don't come to you. And, a bow and arrow wouldn't necessarily be the best choice in weapon for such a hunting excursion. I guess he knew, though, that a deer sure wasn't going to happen into our back yard.
I have had MANY frustrations over the years with Scotty's hunting. It's hard to get used to the obsession. Then, with a family, it's difficult to like the thing that takes Daddy away from us on precious days off. BUT, if the boys end up enjoying it and it's something they can do together, it just might be worth it.
Because, that sweet, little boy had so much fun pretending this morning that the real thing should be quite an adventure.
Monday, January 4
I'm So Beautiful!!!
Is my new look GORGEOUS or what!?!
I have a very talented friend that takes pictures. I've had this photo in mind for a while. So, while she was doing our Christmas cards, I asked her to snap this picture of the kids. It will soon be hanging above the fireplace in our den. I can't wait.
I have another talented friend that is an ARTIST (I don't know her title). I asked her if she could insert Heather's picture as my title, because I couldn't figure out how to do it. And, this is what she did.
I LOVE IT!!!
Now, I'll just have to find time to come here and write about the events of our days. I'll need an excuse to come stare at the beauty that is now....my blog.
It sure does pay to have talented friends. :) Thanks, girls.
I have a very talented friend that takes pictures. I've had this photo in mind for a while. So, while she was doing our Christmas cards, I asked her to snap this picture of the kids. It will soon be hanging above the fireplace in our den. I can't wait.
I have another talented friend that is an ARTIST (I don't know her title). I asked her if she could insert Heather's picture as my title, because I couldn't figure out how to do it. And, this is what she did.
I LOVE IT!!!
Now, I'll just have to find time to come here and write about the events of our days. I'll need an excuse to come stare at the beauty that is now....my blog.
It sure does pay to have talented friends. :) Thanks, girls.
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