This week: 25 January, 2017

Wade decided the girls needed a show one night during dinner. There were shrieks of glee all around. 

Today Wade patted my butt and told me to go to time out and take a break cause I told him he couldn't do something.

I put our twin mattress in the girls room under the window (mostly so it'd be out of the basement, I am queen of shuffling crap around my house) and they love being able to see out the window. Here they are watching Daddy shovel the driveway - they bang on the window and Daddy waves, how exciting is that?!?

Wade keeps referring to his "friends." Sometime it's synonymous with sibling (his friend came over with her older brothers, aka "her friends") and he's referring to his sisters, while sometimes he says it in a more might-be-schitzophrenic kind of a way. Good thing there is such a wide range of what's normal and socially acceptable when you're three. Mostly it's just really cute as he says he wants to show his friends things and do things with his friends.

Jac keeps holding onto my pant legs and panting me! It started by her just being needing and demanding, but now she finds it hilarious. I'm going to have to take to wearing REAL pants that don't have elastic waistbands.

Wade came out of his room, when he should have been napping, complaining that his, "butt hurt and poop is stuck." Turns out he had a wedgie and didn't know that's what was going on! Hahaha.

Husband has had a cold this week and after a night of especially poor sleep, he reported that I touch him a lot at night. Apparently we're talking 10-15 times. would put a foot or hand on him or slowly inch closer and lie right next to him - one time he rolled over, not realized how close I'd gotten, and punched me. I fall asleep on my side of the bed and wake up on my side of the bed. I'd say he was making it up, but I vaguely recall the punch. And I suppose anyone who had to share a bed with me growing up could probably vouch for his truthfulness.

The girls have learned to spin! Earlier tonight Wade had to get into it too and there was a post-spin-dizziness collision. Husband had to come in as cuddle and owie-kissing reinforcements.

Wade was in the tub and I heard him talking to his "pipe pal." I went in and he had lined up a bunch of hair rollers on the edge of the tub to look like a pipe and told me that Dory was in there. His imagination is really taking off! I should probably introduce him to lava monsters.

He's also been "inventing" games that combine 2-3 board games. With some kids this might be a total nightmare, but Wade sorts the pieces back into the correct boxes when he's done. His favorite currently would be Yahtzee and poker chips. Quirkle, Chutes & Ladders, and Jenga often make the rotation. He'll play for hours! On the table, safe from sisters.

I've been trying to cycle toys so that they remain fun and exciting. This week I brought out the blocks and then our big lego's. Jac thinks they're cool, but mostly likes to destroy stuff. Blake, on the other hand, is a really good builder - she was getting towers bigger than me (course, I had a Jac smashing mine pretty quickly too). These two have such different personalities, it's beyond interesting to raise them side by side. Blake is very much into doing her own thing - exploring, climbing, building and finding all while also being such a momma's girl. Jac is interested in interacting with people - charismatic, goofy and everyone's favorite (even Stella!).

The kids continue to play with each other more and more. Blake gets Jac to chase her (I have yet to see HOW Blake gets this started, I only see it once it's going). Jac just lays on Blake and Wade to get them to play with her, she just takes them out. Both girls will also initiate peek-a-boo games with each other or Wade. Wade has been tickling the girls and figuring out to rough house without being too rough (he's usually too rough Blake). The giggles that get going during these games are to die for.

We've been watching a lot of Disney movies around here. Correction: we've been watching a few Disney movies a lot of times. Now, I have some problems with these movies. Most adults watching the same cartoon for the 37th time in a month would probably complain about the songs on repeat or some character's annoying voice. Meanwhile, I'm over here bugged that Lightning McQueen never got to call his lawyer or that when Prince Hans says Anna is dead, NO ONE checks on her. Sheesh.

I went running this week. Outside. In Minnesota. In January. We've had a slew of "warmer" days and I've been trying to take advantage. It felt so good. Partly to be running, partly to be outside, and partly (mostly) to be without my kids. The kidless freedom could turn me back into a runner. Oh, and when I put on my running tights Jac came up behind and patted my bum with great interest, ha, ha! And that is why one should always wear something over running tights (which I did! I just hadn't put them on yet), confirmation from a 17 month old.

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