I thought we’d for sure do more swimming classes but the crazy high heat here in Arizona with a baby just doesn’t work. I’m really sad about it but it was unreasonable at this point. Next year when Ember is almost two we’ll do swimming lessons all summer.
Another one of the reasons we stay home a lot is because Ember refuses to let me use a nursing cover and that girl is a curious little bug. She pops off the boob constantly when we’re in public so nursing anywhere but in my car is almost impossible. Unless I want to flash everyone around me. Which I don’t.
So I had plenty of time to sit down and blog today because my older three kids are really into watching a Spongebob movie right now and Ember’s napping. I was going to finish reading a couple of my books or do some dishes but here I am at my blog instead!
Speaking of Ember napping… she still only sleeps with me or in her swing.
Her swing motor broke from so much use. There were a rough few days where she refused to nap in a not-moving swing and I debated going out and buying a new one. Then the third day, the day I was at the end of my rope and was going to head to the store to buy a new swing, she napped! And she’s napped in it just fine ever since. I have no idea how I’m going to transition her to a crib or bed but I’m trying not to worry about it. She sleeps just fine in that swing so for now everything’s good.
She also slept through the night for the first time in her life the night before last! I was shocked. She hadn’t slept for more than a couple hours straight since her birth so I was pretty darn happy. Then last night she slept through the night again. I don’t want to get my hopes up, but, who am I kidding, they’re up! I need sleep. A year without one single even close to decent night’s sleep has taken its toll on me!
We have so many new favorites. I really wish we could afford to buy more books. We read our favorites ten or twenty times a day! And by we I mean Payson and I. He is SO cute with books. He brings me his current favorite (this week it is Big Bad Bunny) and I read it and as soon as I finish the last sentence in the book he asks, “You read it again?” and every single time I say, “Of course!” and we read it again. And again and again. And I don’t know why but I never get tired of it!
Each new time is a fun way to add even more personality to the characters, to notice little details that we didn’t notice before, to talk about what the character thinks/feels/says, to have the book become a part of you. I freaking love it.
Ok, I will admit freely a dark side of books. Shown below:
Reading this garbage makes me want to cause physical harm to whomever (whoever?) created them. (This is just a picture of every book Brooklyn picked out. Only Clifford was tolerable, of course.)
Ember is into everything now. This age is so amazingly fun and so terrible at the same time. She’s so cute I can barely stand it. Often, very often, throughout the day I am just sitting by her watching her. And grinning from ear to ear at her adorableness. She’s so funny, so cute, so curious, so clever. But she destroys or eats anything she can get her chubby little hands on. It’s good I suppose because it’s even more motivation to clean my house!
I can’t remember what they were watching! Allan and I were watching, too. A garbage truck? A dust storm? Lightning? We watched all three of those things this week and I can’t remember which I photographed! haha
Our 4th of July:
We headed to a local highschool to see the fireworks. We ended up sitting at a church building. The wind was super strong. Allan said quite a few times that he was getting a ton of sand in his eyes. I was, too, I just didn’t care because we were going to see fireworks. 4th of July is my favorite holiday!
So a cop car is driving down the road and over a loud speaker the officer tells us all (the crowd was huge) that the fireworks might be cancelled if the storm didn’t calm down. Brooklyn got really sad. After five or ten minutes she said, “I know! I’ll say a prayer that the fireworks won’t be cancelled!”
Five minutes later the officer drove by again and said that the fireworks have been cancelled.
Brooklyn was so bummed out. She’d been looking forward to fireworks so much. She’d talked about it ALL day. I felt so sorry for her.
On the drive home we saw some lightning. More came, and more. I told Brooklyn, “Hey, you prayed for fireworks but God gave you an even bigger show!” And Brooklyn, as only excitable Brooklyn can do, started squealing and smiling and talking about how she just suddenly thought about praying and thought it was a good idea and was so glad she did! It was a really cute moment watching her utter confidence that the lightning storm was just for her from God.
It started pouring rain on the drive home. The kids were buzzing with excitement over it all. It was one of the funnest drives ever, I have to say.
We pulled into our driveway and I said, “Hey go play in the rain!” and at 10pm at night, we all did. We had a total blast in the dark. At one point Payson ran into the garage and grabbed a big wheels and starts driving down the driveway in the rain on it. I don’t know why now, but at the time it made the rest of us laugh.
And that was our 4th of July. Which Brooklyn told me was the best 4th of July ever!
Just after coming inside from playing in the rain:
And I walked out. haha
I didn’t know anything about the books or the movie. I assumed all the summer movies are for young kids. I had no idea they’d put a middle school aged (though I wouldn’t let my middle schooler watch it, either) movie in the mix. After a couple bad scenes I just had to leave! It was terrible. The first scene that caused me to think we had to leave was when the 13 year old finds his older brother’s bikini chick magazine under the bed and they zoom in on it. I distracted the girls and Payson. *sigh*
After a few other crappy scenes filled with these kids and their terrible personalities I told the kids we were going to the bathroom and we filed out of the theater. In the hall I explained that that movie wasn’t for us because watching kids with bad behavior isn’t good. Brooklyn was totally fine and said she hated the little bit we watched anyway. I told her I was sorry we missed the movie.
I know some of you probably think I’m a stuffy old mom now. But hey, I don’t want that crap coming into my children’s minds because of a choice I make to take them to the movies. They’ll have enough crap brought into their lives as they grow older, I don’t need to add to it.
Payson and I read Big Bad Bunny three or four times before bed. This book I randomly spotted on the shelves at the library and thought it looked cute. It’s really, really cute. It’s Payson current favorite by far. I will probably end up buying it for Christmas this year.
There’s a part that talks about the Big Bad Bunny’s (who is really a baby mouse) long sharp claws going scritch, scritch, scritch. Payson started doing the scritch with his fingers when we read that part. Then he started wanted to scritch the letter ‘s’ in each word scritch on the page. So he does that every time now.
He also loves to echo the sounds the Big Bad Bunny’s feet make as he goes through a rushing river, mucky swamp and tangly bushes.
We really love this book- if you have a three year old, I’d see if your library has it!
Sierra’s dance class ended last week. Brooklyn’s tumbling ends in two weeks. I can’t wait. I hate sitting and waiting with the three other bored kids. I bring books and stickers and toys and stuff but they’re still bored. It’s not a very fun place, I’ll give them that.
I don’t know when I’ll blog next. All summer I’m taking it easy on blogging. If it happens, cool.