Cinco de Mustard, Pixie Dust, & Rhuberry Pie

Here is a Cinco de Mayo picture of T-- three & 1/2 months already!!!!

The kids watched Peter Pan. L has been going around the house as Captain Hook. On the other hand, I’m pretty sure that B thinks he’s Peter. I looked over as he stood on the couch and squatted down and got himself into launching mode. I tried to stop him, but my brain was working faster than my mouth, and the words just came out in garbled slur of nonsense: Abbadabuh, duh, duhbaba! Doh!

His arms went out to the sides, and

he dove. Unfortunately, he dove off the couch onto the coffee table. Fortunately, he’s a tough little guy, and landing on the coffee table didn’t seem to faze him too much. There was a little grunt and an "ow," but that was followed by

"I CAN FLY!!!"

I told him that next time he might want to consider flying onto the cushiony couch!

All the flying must really be wearing B out. He's been falling asleep at random times again. He fell asleep on his burger recently, and then he fell asleep on the potty a few days ago (recall the hide & seek

game). Yesterday he fell asleep right before dinner... (at least this time he was actually on the couch... about to somersault off but still on the couch.)

Tuesday S took a really long nap, so when it came time for bed, she wasn’t very tired. She went down okay, but after a while, she climbed out of the crib and snuck downstairs. I was feeding T and watching American Idol. She hopped up on the couch and sat with me for a few minutes. Then N came in from the backyard and took her back upstairs. She’s just barely two, but she’s a great example of how observant little kids are. Today she’s been holding the toy microphone to her mouth while singing (a song she’s picked up from hearing the other kids sing it) and swaying around and dancing… performing just like the contestants on American Idol. I snapped a picture. Maybe one day I’ll be saying, "Just look at the picture-- we always knew she’d be a famous singer. She’s been performing since she was two!" (Really, look at the picture. You can almost see her dancing in it!)

M has been making teeth out of paper and scotch tape and putting them in baggies with the date (of tooth "loss") and leaving them for the tooth fairy. Once there was a note: Dear Tooth Fairy, Can I have five dollars? And once she made a tooth for L so that L could have the tooth fairy visit her since she was already going to be at the house to collect M’s tooth. The tooth fairy took L’s "tooth" from under the pillow and left her some "money." Fake coins for fake teeth. The tooth fairy cut circles out of paper and wrote "25 cents" on them. L was a little disappointed, "Awww, maaannn. It’s just pretend money!"

N came home with a bag of fresh rhubarb somebody at work had grown. I’ve never had rhubarb before, but not wanting to waste it, I made him a strawberry rhubarb pie. It was actually pretty good! He really liked it. M liked it. L didn’t try it but wasn’t too sure about whether or not she’d like it. (Though she still wants her piece—it’s in the fridge, untouched but being "saved.") B liked his piece (after Moma ate all the visible pieces of rhubarb out of it), and S stabbed hers with a fork but never tasted it. All in all, the rhuberry pie, as L calls it, was successful!

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