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Thursday, October 6, 2016

Chalk Festival 2016

Last weekend, G and I hung out at the Chalk Festival.

We started with the train.







































We spent quite a bit of time hunting for chalk Pokemon. This was a big hit with everyone at the festival. Smart thinking, Cordovan Art School!



We got in a bit of air-conditioned LEGO building time.



We did our own chalk art.



We cheered on contestants in the donut-eating competition.



And we took pictures with some of the art that is around downtown.







Dad stayed home to watch the Longhorn game. We missed the game, but we did see a longhorn!



We also had a snow-cone with a friend from Sunrise Montessori and listened to some fun songs by Joe McDermott. We rounded it all out with some "real" Pokemon hunting and ice cream at Star Coffee. It was a fun day!

Saturday, October 1, 2016

First Visit from the Tooth Fairy

Gabriel got his first visit from the Tooth Fairy this week!

After several weeks of wiggling his tooth around, it was finally loose enough that I declared it was time to pull it.

We tied one end of some dental floss to his tooth and the other end to a Nerf dart. G pulled the trigger himself and out came the tooth!



We put his tooth in the pocket of the tooth fairy pillow he helped pick out, hung it on the outside doorknob to his bedroom, and when he got up the next morning, his tooth had been replaced with a $2 bill!

We heard a rumor that the Tooth Fairy had a secret stash of $2 bills so she doesn't get caught off guard in the future. ;)

Saturday, September 3, 2016

Gotta Catch Em All

Thank you, Target, for painting one of the concrete spheres like a Pokeball. G loves it. :)



Monday, August 29, 2016

Deep sleep; Deep thoughts



This one...

This one who drives me nuts because he's five and needs control and so do I...

I love him so much my heart just might explode.

Thursday, August 25, 2016

First Week of Kindergarten

Gabriel started kindergarten this week.

The night before school started, as we settled in for bedtime, he asked me to tell him a story he hasn't heard before and wasn't about school.
Me: Once upon a time, there was a boy named Gabriel. He was about to start Kindergarten, so he got some good sleep and then he went to school in the morning and he had a great day. When Kindergarten ended, he rode the bus to daycare, and he had a great day there, too. Then mommy picked him up and they went to Gabriel's favorite restaurant, Jason's Deli, for dinner to celebrate the first day of school.
<Gabriel turned over to face me with the biggest light in his eyes and a huge smile.>
G: Let's bring that to life! Can we bring that to life?

(We did.)

He was pretty goofy when I tried to get a first day of school picture. He really didn't want to take one at all, so I'm glad we still got to capture his silly self.


J and I both walked him into school on the first day. We got to his classroom, and G said he was scared. Bit he walked in the room with both of us, hung up his backpack on the hook next to his name, and found some cars to play with. J and I  both managed to get a hug before we left, and everything was fine. :)



On the second day, I walked him in to the cafeteria where they gather before time to go to individual classrooms. G lined up with his class and followed them down the hall when it was time. J said he didn't even look back.

On the third day, parents aren't supposed to walk past a certain spot without getting a visitor's pass. We planned to drive in the car drop off line to show him what that would be like. At first G said he could get out and walk inside the school by himself, but J and I decided we'd both go in case a parent was needed to walk inside. Sure enough, G got anxious about getting out by himself, so I hopped out too and we walked in together. But when we got to the spot parents should stop at, G kept walking and didn't even look back. 

On the fourth day, I took him through the car line and he got out and walked in. Done.

We seem to be off to a pretty good start.

We're excited that he is in the dual language program. He will have about 90% of instruction in Spanish this year. We think it's going to be great for him, and it's fun to already see him apply what he's hearing.

We had this conversation after the first day of school:
G: Does "more bien" mean "good job"? 
Me: "Muy bien" means "very good."
G: I knew that because I did something good and my teacher said "more bien."
(He argues vehemently that it's "more bien," not "muy bien."


At bedtime on the second day of school:
G: Can we go to a different aqui?
Me: A different 'here'?
G: A different house. <points down>
Me: Well, we're planning to live in this house for a while.
G: ok


He told me on Friday that he can't understand everything his partner says, but he said that's ok. 


The first week of kindergarten was a success, it seems. We're sure the rest of the year holds great things.


Friday, August 12, 2016

Quite the Character


Gabriel has been at a different school/daycare for August. He's transitioned over there pretty well so far. 

I tend to ask him a lot of questions after picking him up. I guess he gets pretty annoyed some days. Like today.

He was telling me about some awesome stuff they did.

Me: What did you do today?

"Mom, first we had snack. Then we had cupcakes. Then we had snow cones and then we watched a movie!"

Me: Wow! That sounds like a lot of sugar.

"The man put the white stuff in the cup, and then the kids got to do the juice. The teachers didn't even do it. Most kids got mystery flavor, but I was afraid it wouldn't be my favorite, so I got watermelon."

Me: And you had cupcakes,too?

"Grayson got to pick which one he wanted, but other kids didn't get to pick because it was celebrating Grayson's last day at school. He got a blue one with no sprinkles."

Me: What color did you get?

"I had green with no sprinkles. And then we had snow cones, and then we watched a movie."

Me: What movie did you watch?

"Madagascar. Wait. It was the one with the zebra and the lion and the hippo and the giraffe. Is that Madagascar?"

Me: Yep. That's Madagascar.

"Yeah. That's what it was."

Me: That sounds like an awesome day. Is there anything that could possibly make today even better?

"If you would stop talking."

...

Y'all. He didn't even miss a beat when I asked him. Not even half a beat. 


Monday, August 1, 2016

Bedtime Struggles



Bedtime has been getting harder and harder around here lately. 

G went through a phase a few months ago where he got up every night around 1:30 and came to our room. One of us (usually me) would get up to put him back to bed or he would climb in bed with us. On the occasions when he climbed in with us, we often didn't notice it for a couple hours...and then, even though we don't want to encourage his sleeping in our bed, we were too tired to get up and force him out. 

The 1:30 am phase seems to be under control, possibly because we started giving him an herbal sleep aid and rubbing magnesium lotion on his legs and feet. I'd like to stop that at some point, but there are still so many sleep things going on that I'm wary about changing that part of the routine since it did seem to help with the middle-of-the-night waking. 

Still, more often than we like, he wakes us up because he's gotten another nose bleed. We've got a humidifier and allergy meds and this and that, but it still happens somewhat frequently. His pediatrician says it's likely caused by digital irritation. We don't know for sure, but I haven't figured out how to keep a 5 year old's finger out of his nose while he sleeps anyway. 

A couple of nights he's woken up crying but not really responsive to our questions. He doesn't remember it in the morning, so we're assuming bad dreams/night terrors. Luckily that has only been two or three times. 

Now just getting him into bed is hard most nights. He doesn't want to be left alone, and I don't want to stay because I am very likely to fall asleep in there and I really need some time to be an adult who isn't acting as an employee or a mom for a while. But his protests remind me so much of my own childhood, lying in my bed in the dark and hating it so much. I remember the feeling with such clarity that if that's what he's feeling now, I feel terrible for forcing it on him. And yet, it is bedtime. And he must be in bed. He must sleep. 

He complains that it's too dark, so we have several night lights. But that wasn't good enough, so sometimes we leave a lamp on for a bit. Some nights that just seems to encourage him to stay awake. We try flashlights sometimes, but that works out to a lot of batteries after a while!!
 
For the past couple of weeks, I've been building nests for him in his bed using multiple pillows and every stuffed animal in the house. I was hoping he would feel comforted by having soft things cuddling him on all sides. Maybe that would work as an adequate substitution for being curled up against me...

But many nights he gets out of bed multiple times to say that he just can't sleep or to complain that he's lonely and needs someone to stay with him or to tell us one last important thing that must be said right then lest it be forgotten by morning. 

Like on a recent night when he climbed out of his bed, creeped into my room, and said, "Mommy, I don't have a lot of things to tell you. I just have one thing to tell you. The thing I need to tell you is that I like it when I get a nose bleed at night because I can get out of bed and come get you. And sometimes we sit in the bathroom or in my bed until it stops. And sometimes I get a long nose bleed and we lay down on the couch. So I like it when I get a long nose bleed at night."

Which makes me wonder if the kid is sticking his finger up his nose on purpose? Great. 


Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Preschool Graduation



At Gabriel's preschool graduation, they called up each graduating student and announced what he or she wanted to be when they grew up. 

There were a number of princesses, some doctors, a couple of mommies, but only one dad. Gabriel said he wants to be a dad when he grows up. :)


Gabriel and his Primary class teacher, Ms. Karima. They started out as Fireflies and then changed their class name to Dandelions when they moved to building 2.


Gabriel and his Pre-Primary class teacher, Ms. Tracy. He started at Sunrise as a Doodlebug with Ms. Tracy. 

After the graduation ceremony, there was an all-school carnival. I didn't get pictures of the jumpy house, the balloon animal clowns, or the snow cones, but G got to ride a pony and he enjoyed the animals at the petting zoo. 




Gabriel and his buddy Grant Michael.


Oh, and today, about a month later, G told me "Mommy, when I grow up, I want to be a dad. Actually, I want to be my dad. I want to floss kids' teeth....Maybe I want to be a dentist."

Friday, July 22, 2016

First Bike!

Gabriel's birthday present from us was his first big kid bike.

This video is from the first day he got it. He had taken a small tumble earlier, thus the bandages on his knees. Luckily, they didn't deter him much at all.  Every time he rides he shows more control and less fear. :) He does donuts in the living room. (Let's not talk about that.)



Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Galveston Trip June 2016 in Pictures

Last month we spent a couple of days in Galveston with Jordan, Cory, and Will.

The first day we were there was kinda rainy, so we stayed inside and played games. Gabriel and Will practiced being Robot Turtle programmers. They were pretty good at it!



The next day we took a trip to Moody Gardens.

First we pretended to be frogs.


Then Gabriel fell into one of the ponds in the Rainforest Pyramid, but I didn't get any pictures of that. He was soaking wet from shorts down and panicked because he thought he had creatures all over him. It was both hilarious and terrible.

Then we sized ourselves up against penguins.


Then we saw a few films including a 3D-movie about sharks.


We spent that evening in downtown Galveston where we walked around, saw some "big boats" at the dock, and watched them make salt water taffy at the candy store.


The next day we went down to the beach and played in the water and the sand. Gabriel is still not a fan of water splashing in his face...and that's hard to control at the beach...so he spent most of his time on the sand and in water no higher than his calves. But he let mom or dad carry him out into slightly deeper water a couple of times to bounce up and down in the waves.

All that play at the beach made for a tired kid who found a way to get some rest. I think he was pretty comfy!


We had a lot of fun and hope we get to go back!

Friday, July 15, 2016

Things said lately

On the way home from school the other day:

G: Mom, if you want to ask me what I did at school today, I'll say "Please leave a voicemail. I'm not available. Beep."
Me: Should we try that?
G: Yes
M: G, what did you do at school today?
G: Please leave a voicemail. I'm not available. Beep.


On the way home from a long afternoon at Moody Gardens in Galveston:

G: All I want to do is lay down on the couch, suck my finger, and watch a LOT of Paw Patrol.

Thursday, June 16, 2016

Birds and Bees, Part 1


On the eve of his fifth birthday, Gabriel asked me where babies come from.

Well, actually, he asked me how the workers make the people.

It took me a few rounds of questioning to make sure I understood what he was asking.

G: How do the workers make the people?
K: Do you mean how is a person's body made?
G: NOOOOOO!!!!!! How do the workers make the people, and how do the people make the workers?
K: Are you asking how people decide what kind of work to do?
G: NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <aaaaaaghhhhhhhhhhh> I said how do the workers make the people?
K: So, how was your body made?
G: Yes
K: Your body was made in mommy's tummy.
G: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! <aaaaaaaaggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!> I want to know how the workers make the people. Like how do they build a person?
K: Ok. I can tell you how a person's body is made.
G: How?
K: Every person's body was made in a mommy's tummy. A special part of a daddy and a special part of a mommy mix together. They're called a sperm and an egg. When they mix together, it starts to grow tiny, tiny things called cells. The cells grow and grow and grow and more cells grow until they grow so much that it makes a baby's body. And when the baby's body has grown enough, the baby comes out of the mommy's tummy and everyone gets to see the baby and hug the baby and hold the baby and kiss the baby.
G: One time on PAW Patrol, Rubble didn't want to get wet just like Rocky doesn't like to get wet. He didn't want to take a bath.


And that's how that went down.



Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Dramatic...

G just called from the bathroom:
"Mommy! I'm surrounded by poo-poo!"

I'm afraid to find out what that means. 

Monday, April 18, 2016

Counting for Sheep (and Mouse and Bunny)

Gabriel couldn't quite make himself stay in bed tonight. I went back in his room with him, gave him a stuffed mouse, a bunny, and an elephant and told him they needed to know how to count to 100. 

I told him to hold his mouse, tell mouse how to count to 100, and then put mouse on the floor. I told him to count slowly so mouse could understand. Then he should hold bunny, tell bunny how to count to 100, and put bunny on the floor. Then elephant. 

I was hoping that counting to 100 three times would lull him to sleep. But I think he took his job too seriously. He popped back out of his room in just a few minutes to report that he had finished his counting. 

So I handed him several more animals and told him to count for each of them, too. 

I guess it worked? 


There are a bunch of animals on the floor and a sleeping boy in the bed...

Thursday, April 7, 2016

Bluebonnets 2016

We made our annual trip out to get bluebonnet pictures of the boys. The intention was to get Penny in some pictures as well, but the big kids weren't all that agreeable to the outing, and we ended up cutting it a little short.

Aunt Joanah still managed to capture some great pictures, though! 






Love these kids. :)

ps-G has been calling them blueberry bonnets.

Wednesday, March 9, 2016

At Bedtime...

<G hanging upside down off the edge of his bed>

Mom, I'm Upside Down Man.
I do upside down things to people. 
And save the world by reaching my arms to pick up trash and put it in the can. 
I'm a super hero. 
But I don't need a cape, because Iron Man doesn't have a cape. 

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Mom, you're wasting all your time. You're not going to get any hugs because you spent all your time kissing me. 

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G: I hope that in our next house, I don't have my own bed.
Me: Who's going to be in your bed with you? 
G: I'll be in your bed with you guys!
Me: <silently> No, child. No you won't. 

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Glasses!

Recognize this kid? So handsome! 

Turns out that this little monkey is a bit far-sighted with astigmatism. So, he got some awesome blue spectacles. 

One friend in his class told him he looked like a rock star. :)

Monday, January 11, 2016

Things he Says

G and Daddy were doing bedtime routine things the other night. They're doing the usual things like brushing and flossing teeth, etc. G says, "When I'm seven, I can floss by myself, and I can brush my teeth by myself, and I can have a phone."

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On Saturday, G and I were out doing a couple things and I told him we were going to stop by HEB for a few things on the way home. He asked if we could go to big HEB (the HEB PLUS), but I told him no, because it was out of the way and I didn't want to drive over in that direction.

He told me, "You don't have the Christmas spirit."

It was February. 

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Knock knock
Who's there
Who's there
Who's there who
A banana--At least I didn't say chocolate milk and ice cream 

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How about you guys start calling me Gayster?

Friday, January 8, 2016

Rick Astley in the Flesh

I got rickrolled (https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rickrolling) by my 4 year old tonight. 

We were doing bedtime stuff, and he asked me to tell him a story. I start to tell him a story about how he was a little baby and then he grew and grew and now he's a big boy, and just as I'm finishing up, he starts singing

"Never gonna give you up..."

Well played, son. 

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