I was cleaning up dinner today when I heard the boys in the living room. I heard repeated “that’s mine” “I want that one.” Now typically this would be the start of an argument with the two year old in the middle yelling “THAT IS MINE!” But when I went to see what they were doing this is what I saw. They were looking through my cycling magazine deciding what they would each like to buy. So proud of my little cyclist wannabes.
So, he’s Mozart one minute and Steve Young the next. Ian is back to playing flag football again this year and after the first game he was quickly thrown back into calling plays and passing off the football. He made two touchdowns on Saturday and made his daddy super proud by running a great “fake out” pass play. It was fun to watch him play and something the whole family looks forward to on Saturday. I will say 8 year old football is much more exciting than 8 year old baseball.
Took Miles to the doctor a few days ago for his Kindergarten check up. Spent some time talking to the doctor about Miles’ always upset stomach and his random need to throw up every once in awhile. He suggested minimizing his consumption of animal products and getting rid of any processed food. Ever since I was diagnosed with IBS we have minimized the processed food, but the kids still have store bought bread, cereal, and the snack cupboard is full of fishy crackers. So, after our visit to the doctor we loaded up on produce and I attempted to make homemade bread. The bread was a bit of a disaster, but I assume I will get better at it. Miles has been a good sport. It was good he listened to the doctor because he keeps reminding me that he can’t have anything out of a box. We are still working on finding a milk substitute, he doesn’t like rice or almond. I guess we will try soy next. I will say since we started this about 5 days ago he hasn’t complained about his stomach.
Miles walked into the kitchen with his shirt like this and said, “mommy look I have three arms!” Silly boy. He then proceeded to grab his armpits, dance around the kitchen and sing, “hairy armpits, hairy armpits.” Wesley and I had a good laugh and then tried to help him get his shirt off (it was not easy). Thanks for making me laugh every day little guy with the big brown eyes.
Dave was home from work today. Wesley and Miles decided to take total advantage of their “Daddy Time.” They read books, played the iPhone, and rode in Daddy’s truck. Love what a great daddy Dave is an how he takes care of his boys. Whenever I ask Miles what he wants to be when he grows up he doesn’t say a fireman, or a farmer which I would think were his first picks, nope he says a daddy.
Have I mentioned we have our own little Mozart at our house. I do teach Ian a lesson every once in awhile, but for the most part the kid teaches himself. A few weeks ago I we started level 3 in his method books. I assigned him a few songs and now a few weeks later without too much help he has learned the whole book! Play away little Mozart soon you will pass up your mom and need a new teacher.
Every Sunday Miles comes home from church and tells us about how much he likes his Primary teacher. So, today after church we decided to whip up a little treat for her. Miles wanted chocolate chip, but we were out so we opted for peanut butter, oatmeal. Miles helped mix and lick. He was so proud as he carried his little plate a few houses down. It is so nice as a parent to know that your little boy has someone else to help him learn to love the gospel. Thanks Sister Schaibel for all your hard work and patience you give to these little ones.
