Another Week

Herbie is my little man. He's one of those kids that thinks they're an adult or really wish that they were one.
Woo: Herbie, you're going to make a great dad one day. 
Herbie: Why? 
Woo: Because you think you're a dad already! 
We're starting to trust him with any task that he's physically able to do because he's just so happy to do it. He's been unlocking the shed, getting all the kids bikes out, putting them back in and locking it up when they're done.

When we were getting ready to leave for V-- and M--'s (Woo's sister and brother-in-law) farewell dinner, he put all our bags on the front porch, and then packed them into the car. He carried folding chairs out to the patio for Grandpa. He likes to carry the water jug and water the fruit trees, etc.

Woo has mowed the lawn twice this week, and Herbie has spent the entire time (an hour and a half) with him, following him around with his mower, removing branches and toys from the path, fetching and returning the gas can, fetching Woo a glass of water, helping Woo push the big mower, and if nothing else, just walking along behind him. Woo is thinking of letting him try the electric mower because it's so light.

Also, when given the choice of anyone to hang out with, Herbie always choses an older woman. Woo lost sight of him for a bit at the park during Ruby's field trip. He found him sitting on the swing talking to Ruby's kindergarten teacher and he often parks himself on a bench next to another mom at the playground or at least makes friends with an older girl.

Woo, on the other hand, thinks he's an old man. He spent most of his leisure time this week either picking dandelions out of the lawn, complaining about them, or complaining about his back after pulling them.

The weather has been heavenly, and he's spent a lot of time in his outdoor office (the hammock with his iPhone).

He went on his first bike ride of the season up to Causey Reservoir, and he built two bike jumps for the kids. A big one for Herbie (and occasionally Ruby), and a tiny one for Moses (and occasionally Ruby).

I've always assumed that Ruby could make friends with any kid anywhere, and win them over eventually, but I started to have my doubts in recent weeks. The other little girl at our bus stop blatantly ignores Ruby whenever she talks to her, and I've even seen her get up and move to another seat turning her back to Ruby while Ruby is talking to her.

Even though I'm sure I was more like the other little girl as a kid (and possibly still am?) it was hard for me to not be mad about it. And then Ruby came home with stories of some boys in her class making fun of her. This concerned me for a bit until I realized that boys this age frequently make fun of girls they like (and, well, girls they don't like too) so it doesn't really mean anything.

But then one of Woo's Sunday School students told us of how her niece just loves Ruby because one time she was crying on the bus, and Ruby came up and gave her a sticker and a hug. I like that Ruby is compassionate and likes everyone --- no exceptions. I wish I could be more like her.

Moses loves Lightening McQueen. Whenever we say that we're going to get some shoes or pajamas or anything, he always says, "And a Lightening McQueen one for me?!"

I think he's only seen the movie once or maybe twice, but it certainly made an impression on him. 

Woo likes to play that "Would you rather... " game with the kids. As in: Would you rather eat a giant bowl of spinach or wear a pair of pink, frilly underpants?

Yesterday he was asking Moses: Would you rather have a Bigfoot ...
Moses (butting in): Bigfoot!!! 
Woo: Would you rather drive a race car ... 
Moses: Race car!!! 
Woo: Would you rather go to the celestial kingdom or be Lightening McQueen? 
Moses: Lightening McQueen!!! 
Woo: Would you rather have a righteous wife or a backhoe? 
Moses: Backhoe!!! 
Woo: I'm concerned with some of the choices you're making Moses. 
Linus has not been fun in church lately. Those last couple of months before they're old enough to go into nursery are always the worst, but he seems especially bad. Maybe I just can't remember. Anyway, he always gets tired and wants a nap in about the middle of Sunday School, and of course, he's not going to fall asleep in church anymore. He throws stuff, cries, etc. and will only be happy if someone is walking around holding him. He hasn't made it through Sacrament meeting in months now.

I've recently switched him over from two naps a day to one, in an effort to get him in the habit of being awake during that time we're at church. He's does great during the week, but still gets sleepy in about the middle of Sunday School during church. Grrr ...

Last Sunday or the Sunday before, Woo couldn't take it anymore. He walked home, threw him in bed, opened the video baby monitor on the iPod Touch, and returned to Sacrament meeting. We watched him lying there on the iPhone. We're not sure that we're totally comfortable with this solution, but Sacrament meeting sure has been nicer :).

I've felt a lot better this week, thanks to my iron supplements. I finished wall prep on my bedroom, and started painting the ceiling. I no longer have circles under my eyes, and I've been much better, according to Woo.

I still seem to be the biggest pregnant woman some people have ever seen. I occasionally have to explain that I have big babies when someone asks when I am due, and says, "July??" while looking incredulously at my belly.

And, of course, I've had the gratuitous, "Are you having twins?"

It doesn't bother me much. I'm mostly just glad I don't have to be like this the rest of my life.

Anyway, that's it for this week. Talk to you all later.