Don’t be fooled by the cuteness. Its a ploy, a plot, a clever disguise to fool the innocent and ignorant. They are characters, every one of them.
Ever since our little girl started wearing undies, she has decided that she get’s to decided whether she wears pull-ups for her nap times or not. The other day mom looks into her room and discovers that she had gone #2 in her pull-ups, and she figured she’d change herself. Let’s just say that not a few of her blankets ended up in the wash as her attempts to clean herself weren’t all that successful.
Our boy Who-scowls-at-cameras (as you can see in the pictures above) is well practiced in scowling. When there’s no camera he’s generally quite happy. Here’s a few more scowling pictures for your enjoyment.
And then there’s the innocent looking one. Don’t let that innocent look fool you, though. He’ll use that look to negotiate someone else’s piece to be knocked off the board instead of his while playing Sorry!, and he tends to tangle with big steel doors and getting his finger broke in the process.
So, keep a watch out for them! You never know when they’re about to fool ya!
At the last physical for the boys the doctor discovered that they both seemed to have poor sight in one of their eyes. So, an eye-doctor appointment was scheduled, and sure enough, identifying anything over a few feet away seemed to be a major hurdle. As a father of two mischievous boys, I hoped they were being serious, but all evidence seemed to point to a genuine lack of 20/20. Glasses were chosen, ordered, paid for, and today they came.
What do you do when Mom’s away? Build paper airplanes, of course. According to one of the builders: “They are cool and good. They fly easy and fast. Rockets are faster than airplanes. Helicopters can go very loud motor, and when you hike you see an airplane. You can build paper airplanes, too!”
I asked one of my boys, what he wanted to be when he grew up. “Superman,” he said. “Why,” I asked. “Because then I could get lots of money.” “What do you want to do with lots of money?” I asked feeling like Bill Cosby. “So that I can buy lots of toys.” Of course! (*Lord, help our little materialist!*)
Just a little update on how my youngest is doing, adjusting to kindergarten.
Her regular routine is to be happy all the way until she is needing to go into the door of her class room. Then she cries.
BUT… she doesn’t cry long.
Daddy usually drops her off. He gets her in her room <crying>, then helps her brothers get settled in there rooms. On leaving the kindergarten, he peeks in through our baby’s door, and she is happily coloring at the table… no tears what-so-ever.
When a child first begins kindergarten in Germany, there is a time called “eingewöhnen” – or “getting used to.” This is a chance for the child, and parents, to get used to being in kindergarten. This can last from 3 days up to 2 weeks – however long it takes the child (and parents) to become acclimated to their new environment (ie. not being at home with mommy or daddy).
Usually the first day of “eingewöhnen” involves child and parent visiting the kindergarten and staying for about half and hour, together. Day two would be parent brings child to kindergarten, hangs around a bit, then leaves for about 15-30 minutes. Then comes back for child. The following days would stretch this time out longer and longer, depending on how child reacts to their parent being gone, until child can be at kindergarten the whole time, without being traumatized from separation (parent included).
I am just finishing up my baby’s “getting used to” time. It took longer than I expected, seeing as we are going on in week #2 now.
The first few days, she acted as if she were “home”, but after a few days, the realization set in that I was leaving her there! Tears!
Today, though, was her first full (half) day at kindergarten. Even though we left her in tears, she was able to settle down, and enjoy her day. And it is pretty nice that her brothers are just down the hall, and looking out for her. (They helped comfort her at kindergarten on previous days when I was gone.)
It sounds like she is already starting to use her German (not that I knew that she had any??) but I guess you pick up on language when you hear it around you.
It all started when the boys were very young. They didn’t know how important having wheels are for life, and had to be introduced to the concept. But they quickly caught on…
Soon, however, they outgrew them, and thanks to Papa B, a new set of wheels was provided.
Not long after that —precisely three sets of crocs which doubled as brakes— the low-riders were replaced by running bikes.
But after a while, their knees were up to their chins, and it was time, for the BIG JUMP. So, dad, bought two new-used birthday bikes, thinking they were the same size (never trust advertisers), but finding out after the fact that they weren’t, but thankfully that hasn’t made any difference. With many protests (I’m going to fall!), and reassurances (some kind folks at SHSU bought you some cool knee protectors and cool riding gloves), we were finally able to get them on the bikes. After keeping them up on two runs, they were off…
Fasching are the holidays leading up to Ash Wednesday here in Germany, and nearly everyone celebrates it. Everyone dresses up and has a good time, including the Kindergarten where the boys attend. In the weeks leading up to it, Kristen started prepping costumes for the boys. Apparently the classes had a play and a program and need specific costumes. M was to be a wild boar, and J a duck. What?! Kristen worked her genius. I took some time off and together with Kristen we showed up on the appointed morning. Turns out, we were the only parents there! Nonetheless, we enjoyed it, and the boys loved it, too. They performed just for us!