Happy 2012

This is Eli outside with one of his favorite possessions, our Kindle Fire.  He watches Thomas movies on it and plays games and sometimes pages through books.  Our guilty confession:  we sometimes let him take it to bed with him and watch in his crib before he falls asleep.  When I go in to cover him up he is sleeping with the Kindle still in his hands, cuddling it.



If you happen to be using it when he comes in the room, he usually tries to acquire it immediately.  He sometimes says, "Eli's turn!" when he wants something.  It's more of a statement than a request.  He also will sometimes take something (usually the Kindle or my phone) right out of my hands.  When he does this he always says without fail (and it's the only time I have ever heard him say this), "thanks for helping!"  He says it pitch-perfect, with that lilting, fake-bright tone that teachers sometimes use.  I wonder who in his life takes things from him while using this ironic phrase.  It is a funny example to me of kids giving back what they get.  I do not find Eli taking things from me by force funny, however.  We're working on it.

This is Eli after I told him that we couldn't take the Kindle to the playground with us.  When he throws a fit (which happens unfortunately more frequently lately), he makes this really sad face, more than a mad face.  He puts and frowns and protests.

It's really quite pathetic.

He also sometimes hurts himself, or pretends to hurt himself.  He used to bang his head on the floor when he was mad, which makes everybody uncomfortable and is hard to watch.  Not repeatedly over and over (thank goodness).  Usually he would pout, walk purposefully to a spot, kneel down and bump his head on the floor.  Sometimes harder than others, but there was obviously some control to how hard he let his noggin contact the floor.  Now, he sometimes will just touch his head and tell you it hurts when he is mad.  Or, he'll purposefully bump his knee on the wall, and then present it to you with a frown.  Most common recently, he wipes his finger along his pants or the wall or something and then holds it up to you, as if he just got a splinter.  I don't quite understand the point of this.  It goes something like...Me:  No, Eli.  Don't touch that!.  Eli:  Bumps finger and then holds it out frowning.  "Ow!  Hurt!  Hand hurt!"  Is he trying to deflect the situation from my hollering at him to his "injury"?  Is he trying to communicate his pain and upset over being yelled at and over not being able to do what he wants?  Maybe a way to ask for comforting?  It eludes me.

Here is Eli on a happier occasion.  Kid loves his junk food.  He takes it really seriously, too.

Advent

The girls and I made this advent calendar out of $.99 mini stockings.  I think I was more excited about it then they were.  I love Advent calendars.  The only real crafting involved painting glittery gold numbers on each stocking, but that it about as crafty as i get.  We agreed that Derek or I would fill each stocking individually on the night before the appropriate day.  There is just no way that the Middle Who would be able to resist the temptation to look in every single one on Day 1. I have 4 small gifts for them to go in those slightly bigger stockings.  The other 20 days are really small trinkets, but they'll love them anyway.

More lifestyle photography.  This image shows:  my horrible family room/kitchen wallpaper, the plastic covered, non-working fireplace, the splintery, faux accent beams in my family room and that wonderful ceramic cat missing an ear that Derek saved from his Grandmother's house (I think) and has always had a spot in every one of our homes (and always will).  This image is cropped funny so that it doesn't show the baskets of crap toys-that-never-get-played-with that are sitting on the hearth.

Lifestyle

I really, really wish that I could tell you that this is a picture of Eli sitting in our dirty laundry pile (as if that wouldn't be bad enough).  Well, it's not.  This is a picture of Eli sitting in our clean laundry pile.  And, all of the laundry did not fit into the frame.  The girls literally paw through it in the morning to find clothes to put on.  I used to insist it stay in one of the laundry baskets, but I lost the battle recently.  With the busyness of the season and all, it's totally out of control.  Sorry, Mom.  

This was my first attempt at french braiding Gracie's hair.  She has been growing it for about 6 months and it is finally a little past her shoulders.  Charlotte and Eli's hair (and mine and Derek's) grows really fast, but not Grace's.  

Eli likes to play games in the studio.  Here, he got Charlotte to tuck him under the blanket for each picture.  Then, he pops up and laughs.  He says, "Charlie's turn!" and makes her do it, too.  I think she likes being the big sister.  

Halloween

Long time no post.  I actually have some family shots to share.  Some are unedited and probably will be for awhile.  Here are a few I have managed to work on.

This is as close as I can come to Halloween pictures this year.  Derek took the kids trick or treating, since I teach Monday nights.  Charlotte and Grace made their costumes this year, with some help from Derek.  They were a leopard and a lion.  A trip to the Salvation Army for yellow clothes and hand sewn ears and tails and they were good to go.  They weren't particularly elaborate costumes, but I loved seeing how pleased they were with what they had made.  It was a fun year.  Eli was Buzz Lightyear.  When I showed him the jumpsuit I bought him, he got it immediately. "Buzz Lightyear!?!" he said, incredulously.  "Put on.  Put on."

This year we had the Halloween party at Kat's house, trick or treating at Eastern Hills Mall, a school party, a Halloween birthday party for our little neighbor that catches the bus with the girls, and actual trick or treating on Halloween night with Shawn and Cheyenne.  Needless to say, it was a good haul.

This is not the costume, but some footed jammies that I scored on sale at Target the other day.  He saw them in the bag and wanted them on right away.  He is fully dressed underneath them in this picture.  He wore them for most of the day.

Eli loves to play on the iPhone and has a long attention span for it.  He a dozen or so games that he deftly navigates.  He is still obsessed with letters and numbers.  When he wants to use my phone he asks me, "Let's find the letters?"  He likes to type in Word on any computer that is available.  He always types "D-O-R-O-T-H-Y" first, like they do on Sesame Street in one of the episodes (Dorothy is Elmo's goldfish's name).  He has learned the backspace key, so he types a word and makes an intentional mistake in the middle and then fixes it.  It goes like, "L.  A.  D.  D.  W.  Oops!  Backspace.  E. R.  Spells ladder!"  He makes you repeat the letters as he spells them, and then he tells you what it says.  He can probably spell about 50 words from rote memory.  He can also count to 100 now, though he usually wanders once he gets up past 40 or so.

Charlie is enjoying second grade.  She has read all the Little House on the Prairie books now.  She loved them.  She is missing having her best friend in class with her and I think it has been harder for her to find someone to pair up with at play time this year.  It's all a part of growing up and something that I went through and I imagine everyone reading this did, too, but it can be so hard to watch when you know they are struggling.  Her teacher created a "book club" just for her and another little girl just today and Charlotte was telling me about it excitedly.  They picked mysteries to read together, because they both like mysteries.  Thank you, Mrs. Roswell!

Gracie really, really wants to learn to play the trumpet.  She has tried out Derek's trumpet, and the kid can blow!  She has always been proud of her ability to blow up balloons really big (and I mean, really big!).  So she has decided the trumpet is what she wants to do.  I am struggling to find a teacher for her, since she is only 6.  So far I have struck out on Craig's List and with Community Music School.   We'll keep looking.

Last, a sneak peek of some pictures we took this weekend of Charlie, Grace, Kat and Eli.  There is a whole series of these, and all four have huge grins in every frame.  My shutter speed was 1/200 and I still got motion blur in Grace's hands.  Kid is a bit of a maniac.  We took some great pictures of Kat and Heidi and Dan (and Ben and Boo), too.

Tired Out

A full day at preschool really takes alot out of you!

Eli has made a great transition to his new school.  I was needlessly nervous about it.  The drop off procedure has parents pull up to the curb and the teachers come and take the kids out of the car and take them into school.  (aside:  how awesome is this, I'm thinking especially of winter!)  Eli giggles and squeals when his teacher comes out to get him in the morning.  There was an open house Friday night and I got to talk with his teachers and they said all kinds of nice things about how well Eli is doing, which mothers always love to hear.  They enthused about how he knows all the letters and the letter sounds and can recognize the initial sounds of words.  He spelled "sun" for one of them and she was surprised.  One teacher showed me a 1 to 100 grid and said Eli put in the first 20 numbers without looking at the guide, which she found impressive.  All that's cool, and it is nice to get a window into what he likes at school.  The best part for me is that they reported he is talking some at school (he's not chatty by any means, but they have heard him speak - so that's progress).   They told me that there are two older girls who have befriended him and who he will interact with and follow around.  I think it's something like one of the girls will invite him to come over and sit with them in the circle, and Eli does.  That's a big deal for him.    As unstructured as Montessori seems on the surface, there are actually alot of procedures to follow and expectations for the children and things that they are supposed to be responsible for on their own.  Changing their own shoes, serving themselves snack, using their particular washcloth (they are hung on the wall with a passport-sized picture next to each one to identify who's it is) and then hanging it back up when they are done.  This is good practice for Eli, doing things other people's way is not his strong suit.  His teachers said he is doing well and adapting to the program, which is great news to us.  We're proud of our boy.

Month of August

Some pictures from August.

This is from the very beginning of the month.  The corn is about twice as high now and I think we actually will get some ears to eat.  Eli loves to walk along the stepping stones and point out and name the plants.  And paw in the dirt, of course.

A couple of Charlotte that she requested.  She has a doll school that she likes to set up, and we had a class picture day for her students.  We took individuals and then she posed with each one and then the whole class shot.  I made her a sheet of the headshots and titled it "Miss Mohr's Class" and she loved it.

The girls got their faces painted at the Elmwood Art Festival.  The artists did an amazing job!

Some of Eli from this weekend.  His favorite show lately is Toy Story.  He watches all three movies and could probably recite the most of the dialogue from them all.  He has most of the characters in these little figures and he plays with all of them.  Buzz and Woody are his favorites, I think Buzz the top favorite.  Next, he loves Evil Doctor Porkchop and Zurg alot. 

 

I asked him to show me Woody.

I don't know why I got this puppy dog look from him, but it's a face he makes often.  When he is ticked or frustrated he will knock things over or toss them on the floor (somewhat carefully measured so as not to get hollered at) and then turn and say "what happened?" with his hands up to his face. 

 My sweet boy sitting on the couch. 

This is what he was up to while I was taking the shots above.  He likes to line up the crayons by color (you can see in the shot).

Charlie

A rare blog appearance from my wonderful oldest daughter!

I showed Charlie a pile of prints that I had made of recent pictures of the family. I asked her to tell me what stood out to her about them. She saw it right away. "They're all of Eli?" Yeah. So, she consented to being photogrpahed one day on the front porch. Isn't she growing up? Still my little cutie, though.

This one has the best smile!

 

3 years old

Happy birthday to my little man.  3 years!  Holy cow.

Here is (lousy iPhone quality) video from tonight.  I like this so much because he is just so tickled by everyone singing to him.  About 15 minutes after this, he totally melted down while trying to eat his cake with his fork without it crumbling into unapproved smaller pieces. 



When I signed in to my YouTube account to post this, I found a few other videos that I uploaded and never shared. Here is one from the Museum of Natural History in DC last summer that I also love.



I didn't take any real pictures of Eli today although I meant to, so another birthday post coming this week...