Last night I noticed these two toys laying around. I think Belle had some kind of party of her own. Maybe her stop-sign snitching caused an accident, thus the need for Beast to bring the Tonka out. (I didn't set these up. This was all the kids' doing.) I laughed out loud when I saw these. Yes, kids do make you crazy. :)
Yesterday was our big man's 2nd birthday. He was pretty pleased when I sang "Happy Birthday" to him when he came downstairs yesterday morning. Micah has seen all the hubbub about the girls' b-days in Dec. and 2 weeks ago, so he knew it was a special day. He got to eat breakfast on the Pooh-Bear plate (much coveted; it was either mine or Sara's when we were little), use a special cup with a straw and choose a special fork.
Hannah Hostetler and I (she has 4 kids under 5) have decided to start swapping Fridays for mom's-morning-out. This week she watched my kids (yes folks, that was 7 preschoolers in one trailer) while I whiled away 2 hours in town getting an adjustment at the chiropractor, browsing a junk shop, and eating lunch with Matt. Then I stayed a couple of hours visiting with her while the kids played. We're both excited about this arrangement of babysitting-swapping, but realized what would be even better is if we could go out together and leave all the kids. :) Anyway, Micah got to play with her three boys and really enjoyed that.
After hosting two parties since December (that seems like a lot when I'm pretty worn out by the evening time) we decided to have an even simpler one for Micah. For supper we had red beans and rice (Micah loves "beans an wice", so this was a thrill for him), and for dessert, a chocolate pudding pie we'd been given and saved in the freezer. The shocking part I'm about to reveal is not for you serious party-minded, toy-buying parents. Knowing Micah needed no toys and Lucedale doesn't have good enough sales to tempt me for clothes buying, I sort of cheated. I have about 5 or 6 boxes of toys stored away (too many birthday presents in past years make lots of stress for Mamma in the playroom). Micah hasn't seen most of them in a year or more, so I pulled out a truck, a hammer, a 2-pc. train set, a bottle bubbles I've been saving, a little candy, and an old cell phone of mine that will still light up, and let the girls pick out what they wanted to give him. It was a hit, espcially the real phone. He opened it first and wouldn't move on to the other presents until Matt took it away and started him tearing the wrapping paper on the next package. To end the evening we watched a movie: Micah as a newborn. The girls and Matt and I loved it. Micah was too busy pressing buttons on the cell phone.
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Works for *me.* Except that I don't have any toys put back; what you see is what you get in my house. That last line has had me laughing for two weeks.
-- SJ
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