More Butts

KiKi was sliding down the stairs tonight, pretending he was sledding. "This is a fun! It's like a game. It's like fun!"
CoCo and I chuckled as we watched him make another run. When he got to the bottom, he laughed and said, "Mommy, can you slide with your big butt?"
Ahhh, the honesty of little ones. I'll spare you the picture of my backside, but I will let you know that big butts slide equally fast!

Butt Cheeks

I have to admit that I love baby butts - adorable, squishy - and even though I am seeing entirely too much butt lately, I laugh every time I see KiKi running out of the bathroom naked proclaiming, "Mommy, Mommy, I went pee! Come look at my pee! Do I get a treat?"
KiKi graduated to big boy underwear yesterday - no more plastic pants! He is still trying to figure out exactly how to get them on, though; and this is a picture of his evening attempt. Yes, they are backwards, and he does have his waist in a leg hole; but hey, they're on!

"My Brrain is Brrroke!"

I know that I typically write about the funny things that the younger ones do, but our eldest is equally funny. I do have to be more careful about what I say, due to the fact that she is a teenage girl and might get irritated! Despite the potential wrath, I am going to share some of her more humorous and frequent school-related statements.
"I got a zero on my test." (Translation: "I got a B.")
"That test wasn't so bad." (Translation: "I got an A.")
"My brrain is brrroke." (Translation: "I am tired of thinking, speaking, and writing English!")
Tonight I have heard many repetitions of "the broken brain"; of course, who's brain wouldn't be broken with a history test, research paper, and 31 questions in Living Environment. I know that I am greatly relieved to have this little study break while she is on the phone!
By the way, A wanted to start his own blog. Check out the link to "Creative Croc."

No Longer a Clone!

Though I have often been accused of merely incubating my boys as clones of my husband, he assures me that we now have solid proof that I had some greater involvement - passing along bad genes! :-) Neil-Te got his new glasses today. He is, luckily, very excited about them. When he found out he needed glasses, his greatest disappointment was that he couldn't bring them home that day. So let's see how often we have to get his glasses fixed; between both of the boys, I will probably be at the eye care center every week instead of only every other!

A New Project

According to hubby, "Nothing makes [him] happier than a new project." You can just imagine how much he made up to me for that statement!;-) So yesterday, he began a new project. I am never very enthused about the actual building (SOOO much mess and noise), but I do enjoy the finished projects. The latest project is a new pantry closet off of the kitchen. He is teaching CoCo how to build, and it was very funny to hear CoCo say, "That doesn't look very sturdy that way, daddy." Anyway, the boys are having fun, I am tolerating the chaos, and we are all looking forward to more storage space. I can't believe how much food these kids can eat!

Just a little note of pleasure - I forgot to put KiKi's gloves on as we headed out for church today. By the time we got halfway to church, he was screaming because his hands were so cold. He pulled them into his sleeves to warm them, but continued to cry. Suddenly the car was silent, and I assumed that his sleeves had warmed him up or that the car was finally feeling warmer. However, when I peeked back at him, I saw that he had CoCo's mittens on and that CoCo had his hands stuffed in his own sleeves! Happy moment!

The Giggles

Because it is KiKi's birthday week, he has had to have his annual Dr.'s appt. and his first official dentist appt. We have decided to bring him to the same dentist who is doing SS's pro-bono braces. He is a pediatric dentist and actually did my braces when I was a teenager.
So the morning of KiKi's dentist appt., he had clearly either woken up too early or just decided to be cranky because he thought it would add interest to our day. Anyway, when we got to the dentist, he made it very clear that he wanted NOTHING to do with choosing a toothbrush (They even had tigger!), and he tried to burrow between my legs when the hygienist handed him Sponge Bob toothpaste. The hygienist shuffled me back to the waiting area so I could fill out some papers and KiKi could relax with some toys. "I think that he may need to just get used to us today," she commented.
I grumped in my head, "He comes here every two weeks to play while his sister gets her braces adjusted. How much more getting-used-to does he need?!" But I did the nice mommy thing and said, "KiKi, do you know that you get a treat if you are very cooperative with the nice lady?"
Clearly enthused, he replied, "I do?"
After persuading A to sit with him on the exam chair, he clambered up and lay with his mouth open, until the hygienist approached him with "THE TOOLS!" You can all imagine the perspective of a 3 year old when it comes to sharp, pointy objects being thrust into his mouth with the claim that they "are going to count his teeth!" Well, the mouth slammed shut, the whimpering began, and when "THE TOOLS" had moved far enough away, the crying commenced!
Dr. S heard the crying and came out of his office. I don't know what magic he used, but he had KiKi giggling uncontrollably within seconds. KiKi giggled for a good 20 minutes, much to the relief of mommy and the delight of the staff. Yesterday, when SS needed her braces adjusted, he begged to go visit "HIS doctor." Just mentioning the doctor's name makes him giggle! So what began as a disaster ended with the giggles, a favorite tigger toothbrush, a new love for cleaning his teeth!

Our baby is 3!

We had a fun morning sledding. (Of course, mommy and KiKi went so fast and so far on our first run that we nailed a fence and KiKi had a face FULL of snow. Luckily, he was willing to try again!) Then we had a very fancy lunch - Cinnamon Toast Crunch - Birthday Boy's choice! Lunch was topped off by a visit from Auntie J. (Ki Ki had to take a nap with his new bath toys, so you can just imagine how much sleep he actually had!) We had pizza and ice cream cake for his birthday dinner. We had to sing "Happy Birthday" twice because the first time Neil-Te blew out the candle instead of letting KiKi! Then, Oma and Opa stopped by before he went to bed. Though I am still feeling a few pangs of guilt for not having a big party this year, my 3-year-old went to bed happy and totally unaware that anything was lacking on his birthday!