Monday, August 10, 2015

Never a wasted day

It's hard to believe that we fit all of this stuff into just one month.  We have had a little bit of unscheduled time.  Most of it is spent outside.  
 A boy and his dog getting dirty together.  I spend all winter wondering how kids can possibly get dirtier than they do running through mud puddles, and then they spend the summer actually rolling in dirt.
 We went raspberry picking at Todd's request.  I'm not sure that we will do raspberry picking every year.  The raspberries are so sweet that everyone had trouble not eating them.
 I don't know about the Christensens, but we had more than one stomach ache in the Knight house the next day.
 Jared wouldn't even eat blackberries for a couple of weeks after his raspberry recovery.  We picked raspberries at the farm where we picked strawberries in Carnation.  After picking we stopped for a picnic lunch before heading home.
 Eloise is a very conscientious babysitter, and a patient and loving sister.  She is very careful with Sammy, and puts him at his ease.  She can have a calming influence on him, which has been invaluable to me as I try to keep the household running during potty training.  Watching the two of them helps me understand the bond that always existed between Anni (child #3) and Seth (child #5) in my family.  I think that their special bond will continue as Sammy grows up.
 We have managed to go to the beach park more than once this month.  A couple of times I even managed to take a few pictures.

 After the fiasco with our "vessel," Todd decided that we needed some floating things that could not be mistaken for boats.  He settled on two of these tubes.  We have had lots of fun with them.

 Lots of potty training has been happening.  Jared and Eloise are enthusiastic potty training cheerleaders.  Every time B successfully uses the potty, everyone gets a jelly bean.  For a while, B would say that he needed to go potty by saying, "I need a jelly bean!"  Now he announces with the more standard, but still adorable, "I has to go pee!"  Potty training has seemed more painless so far than it seemed with the older two.  I'm sure it is a combination of my experience making me more relaxed about the learning period and B being six months older than the other two were when we commenced potty training with them.  Eloise is great about reminding B to go potty, and fetching books for him to read while he sits.
 Sammy learned how to grab things.  He can also roll, I think, but he has only done it a couple of times.  He is actually pretty good about rolling from his back onto his side to see things better, and can roll all of the way to his belly, but he doesn't really roll from his belly to his back, so he prefers to stay on his side or back.
 Kirkland has kids concerts in the park at Juanita Beach every Tuesday in the summer.  We went once, to see the band Recess Monkey, and brought Shadow.  Shadow was not too naughty for an energetic, people loving pup.  She did have a hard time controlling herself around children's snacks, but she mostly ignored people unless they gave her attention.
 We have had a lot of conflict between these three little Knights in the last month, as they get used to being home from vacation, having a constant stream of company, and finding their roles in our family after Sammy's birth.  B is getting really good at needling his big siblings to get their attention by making them crazy.  I took these pictures at the concert to prove that they occasionally get along and play very well together.  This just cannot occur when any one of them is tired, hungry, or feeling neglected.
Eloise and B both took nasty spills at this concert and skinned their knees, but they shake off little injuries in minutes.  Eloise downplays her little hurts because she is afraid I will want to poke and prod her, aggravating the injury.  B cries a little, proclaims, "I falled down! I got hurt! Kiss it!"  And the kiss fixes everything.
 Cute baby alert!
 B loves the zoo.  He asks to go every day.  I finally designated a day when we could go, only to have it be the coldest day of the summer, and pouring rain most of the time.  We were woefully underdressed.  I had tried to put off going, since I knew, with potty training, it would be the bathroom tour of the zoo, but it was still pretty fun, even if we didn't see very many animals.
 Sammy's protest against being tied down continues.  He spends a lot of our outing time in my arms so that he can move his arms and legs freely.  He does NOT like being confined to the stroller, he does NOT want to be clipped into the carseat, and he does NOT want to be in the baby carrier unless he is going to sleep.  It's a good thing that the other three children have me trained to do everything one handed.  We have yet to find a solution to the car complaining.
 It was July 24th, which is a holiday in my ancestral home state of Utah, so we had a little celebration with the Christensens and our neighbors, the Catons that afternoon.  Some of us even dressed up.
We pulled taffy, played pioneer games (hide and seek), told pioneer ancestor stories, and Eloise and B performed "To Be A Pioneer."  Jared pretended not to remember the words, but I know better.  Two days later, when his beloved primary music leader, Sister Bell, was teaching the same song, he knew every single word.  Owen and Evan are super sweet with Sammy.
 Summer means Friday pizza night can be held in the yard.  The backyard is our happy place.
 Look how grown up our baby is getting.  He can sit up by himself if he is leaning on a cushion and appropriately supervised.  It is hard to believe now that he was such a tiny guy only four months ago.
Our Sunday dinners have become sort of an event.  We have been inviting old and new friends over for Sunday dinner every week.  We got carried away inviting people one week and ended up with 19 people eating in our house.  The following week we scaled it back to 14.  You can probably imagine, with the logistics of feeding people in those numbers, why there aren't any pictures chronicling that fun, but it has been fun.  The kids are starting to look forward to our Sunday evenings, and to suggest guests.  I think they invite their beloved Sister Bell (who, coincidentally, happens to be Rebecca Christensen's old roommate) over every week.  With all of the visitors, there has been a lot of energy in our house.  Next up is a week long visit from our oldest friends, the Hoefferles.

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