This video is not to show-off how articulate Enoch is, but it does give you an idea of how he is progressing in the speech category. Other than singing Happy Birthday, his favorite thing to say is "doh 'way!!" (Go away.) It is so cute because he tries to say it in such a mean and take-me-seriously sort of way, but how can those big eyes say anything but love me?!
Any guesses as to what this amazing creation is?
Statue? Gun? Eiffel Tower? Elevator? Barn? Sword? Mountain? Arrow?
You would be wrong with all of the above answers. It is the one and only Bahearo.
So, any guesses what a Bahearo is?
Seems like I have been gone forever!! Following Enoch being sick with baby measles, I managed to come down with some weird flu thing that made my back and neck and head feel like I was in a car wreck. I am on the mend.... just do not ask me how my work out was today.
Here is a picture of Enoch in his misery. Although I think he really liked watching all those movies.
And here is a picture of the boys in the middle of one of their new favorite activities; wrestling. WWE here we come!
Just a little update on the kids....
Levi had an eye appointment the other week and it looks like he is heading in for surgery once his right eye is strengthened a little bit more. We went again today, to his other eye doctor, and he needs a new prescription for some mild astigmatism that has developed. My wonderful doctor is giving us these new lenses for free, seeing that we just for new glasses in January.
Enoch has been sick for over a week now. I have never had this happen before. A fever since last Sunday!! He did have one day where he was feeling better, but then his temp shot up the very next day all over again. When you have a lightweight as it is, it is worrisome when they have no appetite for over a week. Apple juice, advil, milk, and tylenol make up his diet right now. We took him into the walk-in clinic on Saturday, and they did not really help. They ruled out an ear infection, said it was a virus, then gave us a Rx for antibiotics. I am no doctor, but that makes no sense to me. We are going in to see the family doctor tomorrow, and hopefully we can figure out what is the matter.
As a side note, I got a glimpse of what my life will be like in 10 years or so. I went to the gym today after work, and was blessed with the assault of the strongest BO I have smelt for a while. Sure enough, the closer I got to the flex room, the stronger it got and when I looked inside the reeking room where this odor was originating, there were dozens of little teenage boys doing Tae Kwon Do. Someone please show them what a deodorant stick is!!
1. What was I doing 10 years ago?
I was planning grad during "coffee talk" at Tim Horton's.
2. 5 things on my to do list:
a) Get SIN for the kids.
b) Run 10km.
c) Catch up on the last two years of Smallville.
d) Laundry.
e) Find some sort of childcare for the summer.
3. What snacks do I enjoy?
Lately I have been loving whipped cream. On fruit, on pudding, on hot chocolate, or on its own. (Hence I want to run.)
4. What would you do if you were instantly a billionaire?
Move to Hawaii and invite you to come visit.
5. 3 bad habits:
a) Road rage.
b) Nagging hubby.
c) Saying my prayers in the sleep position.
6. 5 places I've lived:
a) Calgary, AB
b) Beeville, TX
c) Rexburg, ID
d) Lethbridge, AB
e) Saskatoon, SK
7. 5 Jobs I've had
a) Calgary Herald Carrier
b) Babysitting
c) Piano Teacher
d) Sterilization Technician
e) Hygienist
8. 5 things people don't know about me
a) Had a small bladder as a child - you figure out the rest.
b) Used to be a bit of a woman's lib supporter.
c) Hate olives.
d) The bigger my kids grow, the smaller my patience seems to get.
e) My face is totally asymmetrical. Don't look, I'm hideous!!
I had the same English teacher for grade 10 and 12. I didn't mind him. I remember him tearing apart Alanis Morisette's song Ironic as though it contained the worst lyrics ever made known to man.
For the last couple of days her song has been playing in my head as I think about my kidlets.
Traffic jam, when you're already late
A no smoking sign on your cigarette break
10, 000 spoons when all you need is a knife
sick and fevered kids, when the sun comes back to life
At least the days are getting warmer and warmer and there is much more to look forward to when we are all better. Enoch is sure cute trying to convince me that he is not ill. Between screams and cries, he likes to stomp around in his boots and put on his mittens. HINT!
We do not have a dog. We do not want a dog, at least at this stage in our lives. But today we were entertained by the notion that Enoch is a little puppy, of sorts. After our Sunday nap, Enoch got up and brought his boots over to Josh. (hint). Then he went and found his coat, and then brought that over to Josh. (HINT). Next, he got my boots and brought them over to me. (HINT!!). Just like a little puppy, this guy loves to go for walks outside, or "t'side" as he calls it.
So we went out and walked around the block. It was very fun. The boys all got very wet. Some weirdo in a mini-van thought it would be cool to splash a dad and his two kids. The boys didn't mind at all, and Josh just nostalgically reflected that he probably deserved that.
I have always heard how parents, and particularly mothers, have to be a little bit of everything. Nurse, coach, cook, laundress, taxi, doctor, psychic (what on earth is going on in that little head?), maid, accountant, secretary, personal assistant, shopper, sumo wrestler....
Sumo wrestler!? I had no idea that I was signing up for that. Today, after Levi spent a good 30 minutes trying to go "potty" that included at least 10 flushes and half of a roll of clean toilet paper, I decided it was time to quit "trying" and go to bed.
He did not like the idea.
Just picture me sitting on his chest, with my knees covering his arms, and my two arms struggling to get his diaper and jammies on through an assault of kicks and body contortions. I need to go sign up for a wrestling class, cause if this kid gets much bigger, I will start losing these battles.
I can not believe how big Levi is getting. Today before church he insisted that he do his own hair. We have this stick of wax that we use on him, and today he applied it all by himself. He can now reach the remotes on top of the TV, which is very handy if you think about it. He is learning his letters and is even catching on to what the sounds are for each. He goes to Sunbeams and participates and learns new songs. He is a great big cousin and so nice to little Baby Madelynne.
He is STILL not potty-trained. I believe it is 100% by choice. He used to be pretty good, but in the last 2 days he seems to have forgotten all he learned on the subject. Doh!
I have sort of been absent for the last 2 weeks. I went to the french revolution and attacked the royal army from a barricade. I chased scoundrels and found true love. I was thrown into the pit of poverty but climbed my way back out.
I started reading a book that I had not finished about 3 years ago. I do not remember it being so addicting, but then when I picked it up again I could not seem to want to do anything else. (Thank-you Josh & Starfall for helping me multi-task!). But now I am done, I have shed my tears, and I feel like I have caught a wake-up call back to the present.
