Boogers, Swords and Underpants
I was woken one night by Archie screaming my name. I jumped out of bed, through the living room, up the stairs, and to his room. I placed my hand on his back, but he wasn't awake. It's then that I realized I'd gone through all that for a whistle booger of Woo's that sounded a lot like Archie screaming "Mom!" from a distance.
The front screen door has been Archie's nemesis all summer. The handle's just a little too high for him, and he has to get someone else to open it for him. I remember one time watching him run after all the older kids, who were running through the front door. It slammed shut before he could get there, and he dissolved into tears, because now he was separated from them forever, trapped outside.
But not anymore. He opened the door himself this week. He was very excited, calling each of us to come watch him, bouncing around the living room and saying things like, "Now I can be a dad!"
Oh also, this giant sword... it's Archie's. He'd sleep with it if he could. He threw in the tub for his bath before I could get there, and he calls it his "Lamanite sword!"
Linus asked me something--I can't remember what--but it led to me telling him how babies are made. His immediate reaction was a look of disbelief, followed by a "that's DISgusting!!" Then he spent the next hour, at least, thinking about the mechanics and kept coming back to me with some pretty hilarious questions that I'm not going to write here, but all showing that his mind was trying to figure out how he could still make a baby, but in the least disgusting way possible.
Archie took his little stool apart. I handed it to Ruby to puzzle back together and then got the wood glue. Linus was super excited for the glue, he even pulled on a rag t-shirt and sat carefully at the outside table in anticipation. But the glue bottle was all clogged up and we were on our way out the door, so I put it away and said we'd do it another day. Linus threw a tantrum with a lot of yelling and stomping up and down. I left him outside, but after a while he threw open the back door to yell, "WE DIDN'T EVEN SAY A PRAYER!" Before slamming the door and stomping off. When that didn't move me, he ran and took apart the stool again so he could say a prayer and glue it, but we still had to leave, so he hasn't gotten to pray over his wood glue yet.
Here's Linus helping Archie during morning scriptures by reading the sacrament prayers and having Archie repeat after him.
Ruby was getting over her cold, but then she was invited to a birthday party in town. Since we were down there, we spent the day running errands. It was a long day, and when it was over she was back to square one. So here we are today... Ruby's getting over her cold...
While we were in town Herbie got a new (to him) bike that he is very excited about (well, it is red--seemingly the most important attribute to him). He's spent the last day or so with the tools, placing the water bottle holder where he wants it, trying to work on the front tire, etc. The day we ran errands, everyone wanted dinner about ten minutes before we got home (always a stressful situation for me), but Herbie was awesome to help with the burgers on the grill and the other kids shucked the corn, and we were good to go.
Herbie was giving me a rough time the evening Woo was down to work. I said something about the way he treats his mother and sisters is an indicator of how he'll treat his wife, but I said it in such a way that it made all the kids laugh. Herbie immediately lost his attitude, but Moses, boy, I think he told me he loved me every 10 minutes the next day and gave me about a million hugs.
Herbie found us a few blueberries!
Moses was super emotional, sensitive, easily irritated, etc. I took him aside to tell him something was wrong; I didn't think he was getting enough sleep, but I asked him to pray for a solution so he could feel better and left him alone in his room. He came out about 10 seconds later to tell me he knew what it was. He had stolen something from Woo's office and was playing with it at night. He gave it back, got some hugs, told Woo he was sorry, and went upstairs to help a frustrated Penelope clean her room.
Penelope has done a lot of baby talking lately. I think part of it is her dealing with the excitement of going to kindergarten. She also lost tooth number two and acquired a new leopard print vest, which is also pink and also sparkly and also fuzzy. Pretty much a dream come true.
Woo has been trying to ride his bike everyday recently. As always, when you're trying to get back in shape the universe is against it. His seat broke on one bike, so he switched to another, but now he's super saddle sore with additional pains. The last ride (Friday) was one of the worst he's ever been on, something about eating a ton of salsa and fruit and not getting enough sleep and feeling incredibly sick and gross the whole ride.
Oh and then, I placed a tray of watermelon on the bed for him to eat while he worked, and he forgot about it and rolled over in it.
Hope you enjoy your last week(s) of summer!