Sunday, March 22, 2009

Happy Birthday, Lady!



Today our beloved golden retriever, Lady, turns 14 years old. She's getting extra love today and I thought I'd mark the occasion with a picture. I can't imagine that she will live to be 15 (but I thought the same thing when she turned 10, 11, 12, 13) so we are enjoying each day that we have with her.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

The Adventures of Cheese Man

My youngest has created his own superhero. His name is Cheese Man. My son tells me that he dreams about Cheese Man. He wakes up in the morning and tells me about what Cheese Man did the night before in his dreams. Cheese Man even has a family and they are often involved in the adventures. Cheese Man rides a motorcycle. He has a red cape with an orange cheese logo and he has green hair that looks like flames. (And of course now my son wants me to buy him a cape just like Cheese Man's cape.)

I think I am going to have to start journaling his stories -- maybe he will become a writer someday and can use the stories for his first book. I've been saving his drawings of Cheese Man. Although they are not sophisticated, his creativity and imagination make me chuckle.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

No Training Wheels

My 5 year old son just learned how to ride his bike without training wheels! My husband has been saying for a while that he thinks our son is ready to try without the stabilizers, as he calls them (it's an Irish thing.) But with so much cold weather and snow, it seemed like there was no point in trying.

However, with a weekend of warm, beautiful weather, they were both inspired so my husband removed the stabilizers/training wheels and my son started pedaling and didn't stop! He did it all by himself on the first try! He was SO PROUD of his accomplishment. He stayed on that bike for the next 2 hours and has been chomping at the bit to get some ride time each day.

My husband took him for a special treat: my son rode his bike to Seven-Eleven and my husband bought him some candy. He fell off his bike on the way and cut his elbow, but I don't think he cared. I think he is proud of his battle scar because it means he's a big kid riding a big-kid bike.

Friday, March 6, 2009

Getting Ready

My husband walked into the kitchen the other morning and found our youngest son doing stretches -- like the exercise kind of stretches. My husband said, "What are you doing?" And he answered, "I am doing my stretches so that I can exercise and grow so that I can become a Big Brudder." And later in the day, he showed me his "jumping jacks". He was adorable. He was concentrating so hard on coordinating his arms and legs and the "clap". It was like jumping jacks in slow motion but he was giving it 100% effort, you know, like he was concentrating so much that his tongue was tucked into the corner of his lip as he went through each motion. I asked him why he was doing jumping jacks and he said he's trying to become bigger and stronger so that he can be a Big Brudder. Apparently he is taking his new role very seriously.