Soccer

Tanner has been a little reluctant to play organized sports- even though he loves to play football and basketball and hockey and soccer and lacrosse and anything else that involves a ball- he has seemed a little timid about doing any Y sports. But several months ago he expressed an interest in doing their soccer intro class so we signed him up.

He has asked us multiple times each week for the last several months WHEN he will get to do soccer. Finally the week arrived. All week long this was ALL he could talk about: Will there be snack break? Will it be a real game? Will they practice? Will they have a coach? Will he get a t-shirt to wear? He told me yesterday on the way home from school that he wanted to be sure to wear good pants- ones that don't fall down- when we went to soccer today. And good unders, too, he said. He got his soccer ball out and practiced dribbling and shooting down the hallway last night. He talked incessantly about his soccer clothes: cleats and shin guards.

So, imagine our surprise when he burst into tears upon arrival at the field, ran into my arms and declared that he didn't want to play soccer! Poor guy was terrified. I don't know what he was expecting vs. what he saw there. I mean, he knows what a sporting event is like- lots of people, loud, etc... I coaxed him into going on the field with me so we participated in the

stretching and running together (luckily I wasn't the only parent there with a timid kid). But

once again, as soon as the drills started he burst into tears, ran off the field and said he wanted to go home. Brian and I were perplexed. The coaches were so nice, the other kids were having so much fun. What the heck was going on??? After a little break (and pep talk) we tried it again. I went with him to each of the drill stations and as we moved through them he eventually let go of my hand and I think I may have even seen a slight smile or two at one point. He says he wants to go back next week. Hopefully we can wean him from my joint participation and he can shine out on the field on his own!

Papa Comes to Boise

It had been almost a year since Dad had seen the kids so he was amazed not only at how big they each had gotten but also by how much Faith had grown to love him in his absence. She was thrilled to see him and warmed right up to him- quite the opposite of how she was last year!

The boys, of course, couldn't wait to get out on the court with him. Papa stepped off the airplane with a big box full of tennis balls so over the next few days they each got to have "alone time" at the school courts with him. The weather was (finally!) beautiful so we enjoyed the yard, did some gardening and went on a long bike ride along the Boise River on Sunday. In years past we had the little ones in a trailer and Jake on a "ride along" thing behind Brian's bike. This year Jake was old enough to ride on his own bike. We rode for almost 6 miles, stopped at the park to play, then stopped for an early dinner at Joe's Crab Shack, and rode the 6 miles home again. I wasn't sure going into it if Jake would be able to ride that far but he did great and was really proud of himself.

The kids and I loved seeing Dad and spending some time together. A year is too long to go between visits but everyone knows how time just gets away. I am sure Papa was worn out by the time he left on Wednesday- I know he is awed by the chaos that is our life- and leaves grateful that his child rearing days are in the past. But he was so patient with them- even though Jake was a bear for part of the visit and everyone (including me) had their "overtired" moments! Get some rest, Dad- you deserve it!

Opening Day 2010

It was another year of divide and conquer for Opening Day. Faith was exhausted and needed to nap, but Tanner really wanted go to Opening Day with me and Jake. So the boys headed off to the field and the girls stayed home to nap.

It was a good time again this year, my first not being the coach, which was cool. Tanner and I go tot hang back and take pictures, talk to other parents and just enjoy the day. This is his 1st year of pitching machine and it's a mix of both 1st and 2nd graders on the team, so some of the bigger kids dominated the events. Jake did throw 5th hardest which surprised me.

We've had three practices so far and Jake is doing farily well hitting off the machine. He's also gotten to play catcher in practice which he liked (the only requirement for catcher is that you're wearing a cup). That was pretty cool for me as that's one of the postions that I played in my brief little league career, so it was a kick seeing him with all of the gear on.

It's still a little overcast and cold here, but the season kicks of next week. We play two games a week, so we'll see how much stamina Jake has as we go thru the season, but for now anyway..... PLAY BALL!

Flower Girl

For the record, daycare providers are, in my book, heroes. Let me say how incredibly lucky we are to have the kids in a daycare where they are so loved and appreciated. Wendy and Travis take care of Faith and Tanner like they are their own children. We feel like it is their second family. We realized that Wendy and Travis felt the same way when they asked us if Faith could be their Flower Girl in their wedding.

Wendy involved both the kids in all the wedding planning details- Tanner even went to the mall with Wendy to help her pick out shoes and he was the one that picked out the bracelet that she wore during the ceremony. Faith had many chances to practice what she called her "flowergirling" in the weeks leading up to the wedding wherein Tanner stood in for Thomas (Wendy's third grader who escorted Faith in the real wedding) and held Faith's arm while she held the flower basket and practiced dropping the petals while she walked through the livingroom. She had a beautiful dress and shoes, got to attend the rehearsal, and even got a "wedding party" present (a lavender silky purse that she slept with the first few nights after she received it).

Even though she never expressesd any concern or worry I have to say that I was a little worried that when push came to shove and she found herself in the back of a crowded wedding hall with mom and dad nowhere in sight and strangers lining the aisle on either side of her, she would panic or cry or refuse to walk or whatever. But, nope. She was a pro. She took her job very seriously and portioned out the flowers, dropping them very carefully as she walked. I don't think she was the least bit scared or nervous. She was so well behaved for the TWO HOURS of pictures we had to take before the wedding, too. We were so proud of her. We had so many comments from wedding guests on how composed she was and Trav said how happy he was to see her walking down the aisle and smiling at him.

The boys got all dressed up to attend the wedding (their first) and looked so handsome in their suits/vests/dress pants. I am fairly certain this is the only time in history we have all been dressed up at the same time. Quite a departure from our average day of sweats, baseball/football/hockey/basketball jersies, jeans, and baseball caps!

We left fairly early and Jake was disappointed we didn't get to stay for the "disco" (his words, not what was actually on the agenda I don't think....) but on the way home I overheard this conversation:

Jake: Tanner, did you like the kissing part?

Tanner: (with a sly grin on his face) Yeaaaaaaah!

Jake: Me too!

Tanner: Who are you going to marry when you grow up?

Jake: I don't know yet Tanner. Who are you going to marry?

Tanner: I'm not sure. Maybe Mom or Faith.

Faith: (piping up from the seat ahead): No, Tana, I am going to marry Mom!

Easter Craziness

We had our annual neighborhood Easter Egg Hunt on Saturday afternoon. It almost didn't happen for Tanner and Faith because just as the egg hunt began with seemingly hundreds of toddlers under 5 racing onto the Green, who should appear but the all-feared Easter Bunny himself. He wasn't more than 3 feet away and Faith wouldn't go anywhere near the eggs until we moved her to a safer distance. She screamed in panic. Tanner, too, was backing away fearfully. Luckily Mom and I scooted them down the sidewalk a ways so they, too, could pick up their 12 allotted eggs filled with candy. Tanner was so worried about getting only 12 that after he had quite a few (but no

more than 8 or so) he dumped them out so that other kids could get some. By the time I realized what he done most of the eggs were picked up, so he only ended up with 5.

Bless his sweet heart, though, he couldn't have cared less. He even offered Jake one of his eggs when Jake tried to finagle a little more candy for himself. I think Faith's favorite part of the day was getting to wear her new ballerina dress

and aptly named "fluffy pants" to the hunt. A friend of my mom's had sent it to her and she got it that

morning. It didn't come off until bedtime and she slept in the fluffy pants and wore them to Easter Breakfast the next day.

Speaking of the next day..... due to the fear surrounding the large bunny, Faith and Tanner told us repeatedly at bedtime, in no uncertain terms, that they DID NOT WANT THE EASTER

BUNNY INSIDE OUR HOUSE. We tried to convince them that he (she?) would stay downstairs only, but no, that was not safe enough. Brian ended up promising a tearful Faith that we would meet the Easter Bunny at the door and he would tell us where to hide all of the eggs/baskets. Hence the convoluted Easter Egg Treasure Map tradition was born. We drew a map of the downstairs and marked egg locations with an X. (We only hide 5 eggs each and each egg has a clue in it to where their easter baskets will be found). The next morning the kids had a letter from the Easter Bunny and the egg map. They found all the eggs, put the clues together, and found their easter baskets in the Mini in the garage. Thanks to the grandmas and Auntie Sue, they were stuffed full with everything from coloring books/crayons to mini (fake) hamsters that run around in their habitat (sold separately but also included in the basket!).

It was a fun morning, followed by a yummy breakfast out, then we began the next part of our marathon weekend: Miss Wendy's Wedding (see separate

post for details!).

Boise Rock School

With both of us working full time, school closures become the source of major panic and stress..... what to do with the children. Marisa has become an expert at handling this, parsing them out to camps, playdates, daycare, movies etc. But it's always a chore to fill the time. Jake is scheduled for about 6 camps this summer break, all of them sports related, except one.

Marisa found this camp kind of loosely based on the movie "School of Rock". Kids with no experience come in for week sessions and the instructors give them crash courses in music so by the end of the week, the kids give a mini-concert for the parents. It goes for a hour and a half a day, and Jake went over spring break after swimming lessons and before baseball practice (which was cancelled by a snowstorm).

The more often the kids go the more experienced they get, and thus the better the final result. Jake had never been before and had never played an instrument, so his final product is a bit rough as far as musical virtuosity goes, but he did great and had a really good time. He ended up being the singer in his band, "The Rocking Rockets" and sang "T.N.T." by AC/DC and "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" by Green Day in the final show. He also played guitar on their band's original, "Adventures of the Astronaut".

The concert was great, we were both so proud of him for standing up and singing in front of everyone. It was great to see how into it he was. He has already asked if he could go back for the summer, when I explained that he was going back for another week, he was disappointed, because he wanted to go for the entire summer. I think guitar lessons may be coming form the Easter Bunny tomorrow.

Theological Discussions w/ Tanner

Tanner: "Dad, is heaven up above the clouds?"

Dad: "It depends on what you believe Tan."

Tanner: "Do you believe that heaven is up above the clouds Dad?"

Dad: "I do Tan. What do you believe?"

Tanner: "I think it is too"

Dad: "Why do you believe that Tan?"

Tanner: "Because, in Tom and Jerry, when the cat dies, he flies up to heaven above the clouds."

Well okay, then!

Spring is Here (check it out, I made dirt!)

I composted last year for the first time. I thought it went okay, I got a bin and we filled it up. I didn't rotate it like I was supposed to. I didn't add any worms or grow starters like the websites said. To a certain extent I kind of forgot about it and gave up. This year when I was geting ready to start the garden I figured I'd just use whatever was in the bin just to get rid of it and then dump the thing.

Lo and behold when I opened the bin after months of neglect.....dirt! I made dirt! I savored my creation in God-like awe. This was awesome, I barely had to do anything and I turned a bunch of what would have been garbage into thick, rich, planting soil. I spent all of today turning it into the Richard E. Simonich Memorial Vegertable Garden, adding some other organic fertilizer (I figured what the hell, you can't over fertilize can you?). I need to do a couple of sprinkler repairs, get the scarecrow back up and the bird repellers in the ground, but we're getting close.

The soil looks great and there's rain the forecast for the next few days which will work the nutrients down in the soil. I can't wait until it warms up to get the plants in the ground.

Farewell to Paradise

Okay, overstatement for dramatic effect, but still, I do feel a true sense of loss. This is the Playland at our Fred Meyer Grocery Store. Backstory....we upped our grocery budget about a year ago and started shopping at the Fred Meyer instead of the much cheaper Walmart because of the free childcare. Yes, FREE CHILDCARE. Now it's only while you shop and it's limited to an hour, but that hour became a lifesaver sometimes on the weekend.

Marisa would stop and get her Starbucks, I would get a Red Bull, we would drop the kids off and for an hour while we shopped, we could talk and enjoy some peace and quiet. Yes, I know, it's sad....but it was like "date night" in the middle of the day. We haven't been able to figure out why we feel the need to both go grocery shopping together, but we like it, even though is officially the least efficient way to get it done.

But, back to the sense of loss. The kids can only go into the Playland until they turn 6. The daycare ladies love our kids (not like we don't) so they have been letting Jake in for the past year, but said they would get in trouble if they let him once he turned 7, so he went shopping with us today. He doesn't like shopping and to be perfectly frank, I don't like taking him shopping, so we're gonna have to figure something out.....we need the groceries after all....

Hockey Night in Idaho

Sometimes (scratch that, A LOT of times), I feel like the scientific test monkey. You know the one, you've heard the anecdote, the monkey keeps punching the food bar but gets an electric shock each time. Eventually, the test monkey figures it out and stops punching the shocking food bar. I just keep punching it and keep on getting shocked because I apparently have no short term memory, and can't figure out the cause and effect. Anyway, the reason for this observation...

We took the kids out to the hockey game last night. Now I'm sure that you, as a resonable person, with a short term memory, are saying to yourself, "Boy the last few times they've done that the kids have been really crabby the next day", because we've written about it on multiple occasions. But we can't seem to remember (or have blocked it out). So we went out to the game anyway.

We were just supposed to take the boys and Faith was going to stay home with Cori. But Faith somehow got wind of this plan and was having none of it. She was crying and screaming, "No, I want to go". In a rare example of patient fathering, I sat her down and tried to get her to verbalize why she wanted to go. All she could say was that she wanted to sit at the game. I kept asking her and eventually she got up walked over to Marisa and cried, "I don't know what to say!". So at that point she was going with us.

The game itself was great as always. The Steelheads lost 1-0, but it was exciting and we had the best seats we've gotten so far. We got home at around 10:30 and just like that little monkey, boy are we paying for it today.

Baseball Paradise

We got back from AZ today after three days of sunshine, friends, baseball, margaritas, good food, and three nights of peaceful,uninterrupted sleep. We stayed the first night at the W Hotel in Scottsdale. It is a really modern hotel and definitely "too hip" for us (but it was really fun mocking the pretentiousness of the people around the pool (called, "Wet") and the pool bar (called "Shade"). That night we enjoyed what was quite possibly the smallest portion of food for dinner at a ridiculous price than we had ever experienced at Roku Sushi (in the hotel). 19 dollars for three scallops??? 7 dollars for two tempura shrimp? We felt like we were on candid camera. We actually went back to the room and ordered room service: french fries, dessert, and diet coke. (And I wonder why my treadmill workouts aren't working????) We had so much fun the first afternoon/evening just hanging out without the kids and laughing and talking while wandering the streets of Scottsdale in search of a drugstore (we forgot our sunscreen and 2 miles down the road we finally found a Walgreens) and hanging out drinking mojitos at "Wet".

The next day we met Sheila and Wayne downtown for the first of two baseball games. The weather couldn't have been any better. We even got to see Lincecum working out with Rigetti behind the ballpark before the game (that's him- ant-sized- in the above photo). It was so great to spend time with friends and catch up without herding the kids! No interruptions.... unheard of in our daily life!

The best part may have been that while we were in baseball paradise, the kids were being spoiled by Grandma Mary, Auntie Sue, and Nana. I don't think Jake and Tanner missed us at all! They played countless games of Uno and Old Maid and Go Fish and had Movie Night and sleepover night (complete with new jammies, of course!). The relationship the kids have with their Grandmas and Auntie Sue is so great. I love watching them together. It makes me so happy to see how much they adore my kids and how much my kids adore them.

We came back on Sunday to dinner having been prepared and weekly grocery shopping already done. There was a "Welcome Back Mom and Dad" sign that the kids created and handmade bookmarks for each of us.

We had an amazing time in Arizona and having time alone was wonderful, but there's nothing like going away to remind yourself how much you love being home.

Leprechauns and Birthdays

Tanner came home from preschool on Tuesday before St. Patrick's Day on fire about the leprechauns that had apparently paid a visit to his school while he was at recess. The green little people had caused chaos in the classroom, tipping things over and messing up tabletops. They left behind gold coins and chocolate for the kids, but all escaped before Tanner could meet any of them. He was so excited about the leprechaun's visit.

Then Jake came home that and leprechaun mania continued. He told us all about how he had built a leprechaun trap at school- he showed us how it is done (using bits of candies as bait instead of Lucky Charms- even though, according to his teacher, Lucky Charms are really the leprechaun's favorite treat!). He set up his trap and checked it many times prior to bedtime, even asking us to make sure it was still working before we went to bed that night.

After he was asleep Brian and I drew little leprechaun footprints on the trap, bit parts of the candy off, and tipped over the plastic cup (the trap). When the boys awoke they were very surprised and excited to see that the trap had almost worked and figured that the leprechaun must be hiding somewhere in the house. A search ensued until it was time to leave for school and I reminded them how difficult it is to catch a leprechaun and suggested that perhaps he/she was long gone until next year. Jake insisted on bringing his trap (and partially eaten candy) to school to show his teacher. Very fun.

Birthday celebration continued for Jake that evening. Auntie Sue had arrived on Tuesday so we did his family b'day on St. Paddy's Day night. There were card games with prizes (thanks, Auntie Sue!), his favorite dinner (sugar ham, peas, cheesy rice), and ice cream for dessert. He opened presents from all of us. Tanner had decided to give him the paper plate octopus he had made at preschool that day. He had me wrap it all up for him to present to Jake. Bless Jake's heart.... when he opened it he feigned great excitement and gave Tanner a big hug and a sincere "thank you" as if it was exactly what he wanted.

Happy 7th Birthday (for real this time) Jake!

Jake's 7th B-Day Party

Jake's actual birthday is a few days off still, but his party was today. He invited a bunch of his buddies from school and sports teams and said he wanted to have a sports birthday party. He wanted to play basketball, football and baseball, which we were fine with as we didn't really have any other better ideas.

Well imagine our surprise when we woke up to 3" of snow this morning. Luckily, the streets stayed clear and we were able to have the party still. The boys decorated their own team "jerseys" and then we moved up to Tanner and Jake's hoop in their room for the first event of the day, "The Jake's 7th Birthday 2 on 2 Basketball Tournament". We split up into teams and played three games of the first to three. Jake's team came in first. Then it was downstairs for pizza. The sun came up and it warmed up to a balmy 35 degrees.

After pizza it was three on three flag football in the street out in front of our house (the grass was soaked from the snow). Jake, Jonus and James v. Tyler, Ryan and Sean with Jackson (the 2nd grader) as full time QB. Tanner and I were the ref's. He had a flag for penalties and I belw the whistle to clear the field when a car came through. We played for the better part of the hour and I was frozen solid by the time we went inside.

Jake wanted donuts instead of birthday cake (what kid doesn't like cake?), so after donuts and juice they boys went up for a free throw shooting free for all. Then back out into the freezing cold for a final game of three flies you're up.

Jake had a great time. He ended up getting two footballs, a football mouthgaurd, a foot ball board game and some nerf guns from all his friends. It was a good party and pretty low key all the way around. He did great in all the games, there was no showboating, no fits and he did really well playing will all his buddies.

We just got the email from the Little League Coach (not me woo hoo!), letting us know the season starts April 10th. Marisa and I head for Arizona this week for a little Spring Training Giants break without the kids (woo hoo again!), daylight savings time starts tonight, so even with the snow, we can't have much longer to go until spring.

Faith Turns 3

She has been anxiously awaiting what she calls her "happy birthday" for many weeks. In stores she would point at things and tell us, "I want to get that for my happy birthday!".

She wanted a Dora cake and asked to ride a pony. Those were her only requests, so I figured we could make that work. I made the cake myself- for those of you who know me well, you know that I am not Martha

Stewart and generally just buy the cakes for my kids, but this was something I figured I could do well enough to please a 3 year old. It turned out really cute! Nothing fancy for sure, but cute nonetheless.

Grandma Mary arrived the day before her birthday, then on Saturday we went to the Merc for

breakfast where she was treated royally by the people that work there. We came home to open presents and she fell in love with her Dora dolls, Angelina Ballerina doll/book, dollhouse, pink Leapster, and pretty spring dresses. Tanner got her Dora ponytail holders and Jake got her a My Little Pony. She threw off the wrapping paper with a flourish and played with each item before opening the next.

After nap we headed next door to the barn. Just up the road from us, past the apple orchard, a family opened a horse stable last week. They are offering lessons and summer camps, so I called to see if they could do a pony ride for a three year old and they were more than happy to oblige. We weren't expecting much more than what you get at the pumpkin patch: an older pony attached to a lead that walks in circles for a few minutes. What we got, however, was so much more.

They greeted her at the barn with a Tinkerbell balloon and cupcake, then let her pet and feed the

big horses in the stable. The people that ran the place were so kind and knew just how to work with Faith. They fitted her with a helmet and took her out to the corral for the ride. They put her on the horse and she sat there looking so comfortable- just like she had been doing it forever. They had her do different tricks- holding out her arms to the side, having the horse walk over poles on the ground, etc... She followed all of their directions to the T and took the experience very seriously! After the ride she brushed the horse and gave it a treat.

It was such a great day for all of us. Nana and Grandma Mary and the boys, Brian and I all watched her in awe. I think that riding lessons are in our future!

Brian took her out for a father/daughter dinner to the place of her choice (McDonalds, of course) and to end the day we watched "The Little Mermaid" together. She was beat and ready for bed after such an exciting day.

I know, I know, I know I say this all the time, but WHERE DOES THE TIME GO? It was only yesterday that we had the shock of our lives when that little pink line appeared 10 days after picking up our lives, quitting our jobs, and moving to Idaho. We could never have anticipated then the joy that this little girl would bring to us and to our family. We are so blessed to have her in our lives. Happy Birthday, Faith!

Jake's New 'Do

At Fred Meyer yesterday Jake announced that he wanted to get his hair cut short enough to "spike and put in a mohawk". Let me tell you how fast I had him in that barber chair! He was looking so shaggy and I wanted to see his sweet face again instead of that surly teenage mop in the eyes. He told the stylist what he wanted and watched nervously as the hair collected at this feet. It is shaved to 1/2 inch on the sides, and long on top so he can spike it, wear it in a "faux hawk" or lay it flat. Of course the mohawk is his favorite style and first thing this morning he had the gel out perfecting the look.

Tanner's New Shoes

Tanner has a bad habit of leaving his shoes wherever he happens to be when he takes them off: the middle of the kitchen, at the foot of the toilet, on the couch..... you get the idea. We reminded him and cajoled him to put them where they go- in the basket by the door- but he simply did not do it on his own without us forcing him to. Then, last week,we were at the shoe store buying shoes for Jake (who is growing out of things faster than we can buy them) and Tanner found a pair of "tie shoes" that he really wanted. So we made a deal: We would buy the shoes but he was not going to be allowed to wear them until he put his shoes away ON HIS OWN for 7 days.

I guess our middle child is really motivated by footwear because that's all it took. He came home from the shoe store and immediately asked me to make a chart that showed 7 days so he could cross off each day that he put his shoes in the right basket. Without fail that week he came home, took his shoes off, put them in the basket, and then crossed off the appropriate day of the week on the chart, always telling us how many days he had left until he could have his new shoes. He was so excited on Saturday when he woke up and was allowed to wear his new shoes. He was so proud of himself that we just had to take this picture. Now he puts his shoes where they go everyday without being asked. Of course, he knows that if he leaves them out, he loses them for the day, so that might be part of the continued motivation!

Then and Now

Jake has always been a sensitive boy and several things have happened recently that have reminded me just how tender hearted he really is. A few weekends ago Miss Wendy's dog had to be put to sleep. When I dropped the kids at daycare she took me aside (Jake was with me) and let me know that their 13 year old dog had several seizures over the weekend and her fiance, Travis, had decided that it was time. This was a much loved pet and they were both really sad and she wanted to know if it was OK for her to tell Tanner and Faith the truth. Yes, I said, they could tell the kids that Lexie had died- we are not big believers in the "Lexie went to live on a farm" method. Jake and I got back in the car and his eyes were filled with tears. He said, "Mom, isn't Milo 13 years old?". Uh-oh. Thus began the conversation about the likelihood of Milo passing on in the next few years. Even though he knew Milo was old, he was so sad to hear it confirmed, and I swear, since that time, has been paying more attention to Milo than ever before. He has asked to see pictures of Milo with him as a baby and is really protective of him. If, heaven forbid, I raise my voice at Milo (say when he follows me into my small closet and I trip over him trying to reach my sock drawer) Jake rises to his defense immediately.

Here is a recent picture of the two of them together, next to one of the first pictures of them together. Another reminder that time goes too fast....

Bob

One of the greatest inventions of the modern age perhaps: Bob. It is a device you plug into the TV or video game console that you can program for a certain amount of time per day for each of your children. Each child has a code that they have to use before the device will turn on (we plugged it into the Wii) and Bob automatically shuts down the system after the alloted time is over. No negotiating, no whining.... It is truly a great invention. We just got it this week because even with best intentions of limiting "screen time" we are not so good at monitoring it. We tell them a half hour, but then get busy doing something else (usually work in the AM and dinner prep in the PM) and the half hour quickly turns into 40 minutes or 45 minutes or 60 minutes. Or we are talked into "just let me finish this game of football, Mom". So now Jake gets 30 min/day, Tanner gets 15 minutes. If they choose to use it first thing in the AM or after school, it doesn't matter. Once the time is up, it's up. It's great. Wish I'd thought of that.... Welcome to our family, Bob.

Our Kids and Their Media - Jake

Jake:

I think all our regular readers know that Jake has become a football obsessed crazy person. He loves it. Pro Football, College, High School, cartoon football, you name it. He is officially better than me at Madden now and knows all of the plays and formations by heart. He memorizes the rosters and recognizes the players in the real games from his video teams. I refused to let him get into fantasy football this year, but only by promising we'd join a league together next season (I wanted him to root for the team and the game, before he learned to root for stats). He starts flag league this year and can't wait. He plays with his friends in the yard and struts like an NFL receiver when he makes a catch (I'm really hoping that his 1st coach screams at him for it or one of the other players pops him one, because I can't seem to get him to stop - and NO, I'M NOT COACHING).

Theory of a Deadman - Okay, maybe not my best parenting move, but I don't feel that a little loud, sexist rock music filled with bad language and drug/drinking references ever hurt anyone....what? Hey, I like it, he rides around with me in the car, sorry, he's gonna hear it. I have explained what it's about and what the language means, that's it's said for effect etc. Truthfully, I'm a little proud...

We just finished this Mike Lupica book which Jake just loved. It's really the first good sized chapter book he's ever sat thru. 30 something chapters and 250 ish pages are a major accomplishment for us and I'm really proud of the way he stayed into it and followed along. Now the kid in the story is a huge Patriots fan, the QB for his youth football team and get's to meet Tom Brady, so it's not like we were reading Tolstoy, but still you've got to start somewhere. The best thing is Lupica has about 100 other kids books that all revolve around sports, so I don't have to read SpongeBob anymore at bedtime (at least for Jake, Tanner is still a SB devotee).

Our Kids and Their Media - Tanner

Tanner:

So the kids are kind of into the Winter Olympics, in as much as they'll watch them if I have them on. It's not that that are unpatriotic, but they would be much more into them if Mario and Sonic were involved, because they love this game. They play everyday, and have "unlocked" all of the secret games, which they tell us with the relish that one would imagine would be reserved for curing cancer or some other such noble feat, but no we get, "Dad, guess what, we just unlocked Dream Snowboard Cross" at which point I'm supposed to congratulate them like they just graduated college or something...

Tanner loves "Family Huddle" the Manning family book. Now I'm a big football fan, and I like the Mannings, and they seem brighter than your average pro-football player, but writers they are not. Tanner loves the Mannings (see the Christmas post) and saw this book on his pre-school book order form. My advice, if you can keep it out of your house do. It's not actively bad, but it doesn't survive multiple parental readings like some other kids books can. My rule is I'll only read it once a week, and even then it's painful.

I don't know how Tanner came to develop a taste for neo-soul, but he loves "If You're Out There" by John Legend. I downloaded it after the Obama election as he wrote it specifically for that time and I loved the song, but Tanner takes it to a whole new level. He asks for it all of the time in the car and sings along with it very quietly, but very intently when it comes on. You can see that the song truly means something to him. It has better staying power than the Manning book, but I will admit that sometimes when it comes up on the display in the car I fast forward and hope he doesn't recognize the first few notes.....

Shut Up and Drive

That's the title of a Chely Wright song that we were listening to in the car a few weeks ago. Of course the kids all loved that they were allowed to sing along and therefore were allowed to say the words "Shut up" over and over again since that is the chorus. They were all eating crackers in the backseat and Brian and I were trying to have an actual conversation, so midway though the song Brian jokingly changed the words to "Shut up and Eat your Crackers" and started singing loudly with several ensuing lines of silliness. Although Jake and Tanner both thought it was funny and understood the joke, Faith didn't quite get it. She sang along with the revised lyrics and yesterday in the car asked me if I could please put "Shut up and Eat Your Crackers" on my iPod so we could hear it again.

Also on the singing front, as she and I were driving to Miss Wendy's the other day the song "Have a Little Faith" by John Hiatt came on. As always, she asked me who was singing and what the title was, then, after a brief pause, yelled from the backseat excitedly, "That's just like me..... I'm a 'little Faith' ".

One more Faith story.... yesterday as I was pushing her on the swing outside she said, apropos of nothing, "Mommy, I'm going to be too big for you to carry soon because I am a big girl now, but don't worry because I won't be too big to hug, or kiss, or talk to!". I vividly remember Jake holding my hand on the way into Miss Julie's house (his daycare up until we moved) and how he used to tell me he would "hold my hand until he was 70 and I was 100 ". I can tell the days of unabashed hand holding are coming to a close for my little man. Hard to imagine there will be a day when my little girl will not only NOT want to hold my hand, kiss me, hug me, or talk to me.... but will probably dislike me most days! Can I keep her this age forever, please???

Our Kids and Their Media - Faith

Marisa is out of town tonight so I handled bedtime. Over the course of picking up kids from school, watching them after school, driving them around and reading bedtime books, it occurred to me that our kids have some specific tastes in media right now that say a lot about where they're at in life (come to think of it, we all do). But I thought I would make a note here so I don't forget.

Faith:

She loves anything Dora the Explorer (sheets, pillows, nighties, her Dora stuffed doll that's almost as big as she is...) so it's no suprise that when she "inherited" Tanner's old Leapster, the Dora game instantly became her favorite.

If you haven't heard big ol' IZ sing "Somewhere Over the Rainbow/It's a Wonderful World" then your life is not as bright as it could be. Download it from somewhere, burn it for a lullabye CD for your daughter and then listen to it every night as you put her to bed.

The Bob Dylan book was a gift from Auntie Sue and the book quickly became a family sing along that all of the kids love, but Faithy picked it tonight for her bedtime book.

Steelheads, Slam Dunks, and Tea Parties

We took Faith to her first hockey game on Friday night. We went with another family in our neighborhood and everyone had a blast. Fridays are "4 for 44" days with 4 tix, 4 hotdogs, and 4 drinks for just 44 dollars. How can you beat that for an evening out with the family? For those of you thinking that we are 5, not 4, you are right, but Faith is still under three so she was free.

The game was exciting and actually ended in a shootout. Unfortunately the Steelheads lost in the end, but that didn't lessen the enthusiasm. The kids didn't get to bed until after 11, and we definitely paid for it the next day with CRANKY CRANKY CRANKY children, but they were ASLEEP at 6:45 and slept past 7AM so today should be a bit easier.

We recorded the Slam Dunk Contest and are watching it this morning. I am sure there will be two boys trying to copy the moves up in their bedroom later today! They are both rooting for Nate Robinson again.

Faith and I are going to a tea party (no, not that kind....an actual tea party) this afternoon- the 1st b'day party for the daughter of a friend of mine. Should be fun. She is really excited to be going to a "girls only" party and since cupcakes are the main offering, she will be thrilled!

Activism 101

We got a notice in the mail 10 days ago that a developer had bought the land behind our house and was planning on putting a self storage facility on it, complete with RV parking (basically in our back yard). We were invited to an "informational meeting" by the developer and this is where the fun begins.

To make a long story short, Brian and I are spearheading a group of people against this storage facility and have been going door-to-door getting a petition signed, made a poster with information for residents to read, met with the Town Council, sent emails to all community members, etc... in order to show this developer that this storage facility was not wanted or needed in the community. Long, long story short: after getting over 300 signatures, the developer called Brian directly on Friday to ask him if they could meet and discuss this face-to-face. He said that he now realizes that the storage facility is a bad idea and wants our input on what would be a good use for the land behind our house. Since the land is zoned commercial there will probably be something up there, but we have lots of ideas that would be far less dangerous and ugly and much more useful for our community than a storage facility. Our top four ideas so far:

1. Turn it into a gym with space for yoga, pilates, bootcamp, indoor swimming pool, etc....

2. Turn it into a solar power farm.

3. Sell is back to community members so we can turn it into a big playground and dog park.

4. Daycare facility

Only #3 is really desirable (but unfortunately unlikely...), but the others are far safer than self storage and something we could live with.

So, this week has been very busy! Brian has amazed me with his dedication to the cause. He has been standing outside the Merc any free moment and getting signatures on the petition, has spoken to more neighbors than I think we have ever spoken to combined in our almost 4 years of life here, and has gone through the CCNR's with a fine tooth comb. For a man that truly does not like chatting it up with strangers, he has been a trooper. It has been a really good lesson for Jake- to see us work together with neighbors to "fight the powers that be". His "give back" for baseball (machine pitch this year!) was going door to door with Brian.

The meeting with the developer is this Wednesday. Wish us luck...

Gym Rats

I guess installing a full sized backboard in their room was enough to turn the boys into full fledged basketball nuts. They love to shoot hoops in their room and play NBA 2K on the Wii. As always in our house there is no shortage of balls flying around and fights breaking out over rules violations. The boys play everything from basketball to full on tackle football (usually until Tanner gets hurt...either physically or emotionally).

But with the carpet squares on the floor in the boys room we have come up with our version of "around the world" called "Squares" . Each person has a pre-set pattern of squares in a big L shape around the hoop. Mine is the farthest out, Jake's is one row in and Tanner's is the closest to the hoop. You shoot until you miss and the idea is try to finish your pattern or "square" without missing. If you make it all the way then you try to go right back in the opposite driection and complete the "super square". So far I have made a couple of regular squares, but no supersquares (it's a little bit harder to complete in my row because I have to shoot a couple underhand to get around the ceiling fan). Jake has made several regular squares and made a dent in a super square. His personal best is 15 shots in a row.

Tanner is great to watch. His best is 4 shots in a row, but if you ever see him, you would know what a feat that is. He has to shoot the ball up with every ounce of strength he has just to get it over the rim. He grunts everytime he heaves it up and then starts giggling like a crazy person when it goes through.

It's a great game for them to play (fun for me too) and something to pass the time indoors when outside is just a little too cold. It snowed here all night last night and we woke up to several inches on the ground, so there may be some more b-ball on the agenda today (at least until the Pro-Bowl starts.....).

Kid Update

Faith:

She is very into chap stick and uses it continually not just on her lips but also on her cheeks and hands. No, it is not easy to get off. She put it on this morning and said, "I'm going to wear this when I get mawwied" (that's "married" for those not into toddler speak).

She says "last day" to mean "yesterday". As in: "Last day at Miss Wendy's we played Candyland!". It is so cute I just don't want to forget it.

She is going to be flower girl at Miss Wendy's wedding in April and is very excited about walking down the aisle. I'm a little worried because she demonstrated how she plans to do it and she closed her eyes up tight and started snoring. I asked her what she was doing and she said that she intended to walk down the aisle "asleep". Hmmm. That doesn't bode well.

She absolutely adores my mom's dog, Reba. She just smothers her with hugs and kisses. She plays with her and asks mom to bring her to our house all the time. Luckly Reba is patient as Faith covers her up with blankies, puts her to sleep, etc....

She loves to read and will take a book and "read it" to herself or me by

making up the story as she looks at the pictures.

She loves to kiss me on the cheek or lips and tells me to "laugh when I kiss you, Mama, OK?" and then plants a big one on me and waits for my response.

She bounces when she is excited. Kind of like Tigger.

TANNER

He is coming into his own with friends now. He went to his first birthday party last week and although he wouldn't let me out of his sight, he had a great time and especially loved the goody bag he got to bring home. He has also been asking me for the last 10 days to invite his friend Gus over for a play date. I tried to contact Gus' mom, but never heard back and then I went out of town for work. So, tired of waiting, he decided to take matters into his own hands. When Brian picked him up that day he told him that Gus's mom had been in the classroom that day and he asked her if Gus could come over on Saturday. His mom told Tanner that she had been out of town and that was why she hadn't called back. He arranged the playdate and told Gus's mom to call me to check if it was OK. Brian and I were very proud of him!

He is really ready to read. Whenever we are driving he asks me what every sign says. He wants me to point at each word when I read to him. He has memorized the first book of Henry and Mudge and says it practically word for word and wants to "read it" to me every day. He spells everything. For example, when he wants a banana he will say, "Mom, can I have a W-A-N-D-E-E please?" Of course the letters are never right, but it is so cute that he is trying.

He is very into his ipod and recently asked Brian to add a Theory of a Deadman song onto his playlist. He also likes Kenny Chesney's "Everybody Wants to go to Heaven" and continues to be a fan of "If You're Out There". He definitely is developing diverse musical tastes!

JAKE

Brian and I decided a long time ago that we would let our kids choose how to wear their hair. It is an easy piece of control to give up without any real ramifications except that it may drive me crazy to see my son look like a skinhead or punk rocker or, currently, A LONG HAIRED HIPPIE. But overall we both think that letting them express themselves how they want to should be allowed from a young age. But, boy, Jake's hair is getting really long! We do make him trim it every once in awhile to keep the split ends manageable, but other than that he is just growing it out. Not sure his plan- does he plan to grow it to his shoulders? His butt? His ankles? Not sure, but it is pretty funny.

He, too, continues to love music. Currently he likes Nickleback and is going to the concert with Brian in May. I am not really sure of the appropriateness of this at 7 years old, but we both agree that if it is debriefed before, during, and after the event he won't be harmed by the possibly foul language he will hear (like he doesn't already hear that at home!), inebriated people he will encounter, etc.... On a funny music note, his favorite song right now is Bryan Adams "Summer of '69" and he will listen to it over and over. When he has a friend over he will put on 'It's Good to be Us" by Bucky Covington.

He had his first play date with a girl last week. He had been wanting to get together with Kate since holiday break but when the actual time came he was obviously nervous. Unfortunately it was on a Sunday and she has a 9 year old brother that was watching football, so Kate's mom had to redirect his attentions from the football game and "guy time" to playing with Kate. Still, I think he had a good time.

Resolution 2010

All Brian wanted for Christmas was exercise equipment. The little gym in our neighborhood was getting too crowded (only two treadmills) and his motivation didn't quite sustain itself through three walks in the snow to get his workout in each day. I was OK with getting the equipment, but the question was where we would put it. There were very few options. The boys room is big, but it didn't seem practical to put workout gear in there as it would limit hours we could use it. We could have taken out the guest room and just had an exercise room but that seemed like it would cause more hassle than good. In the end, the only option was our living/family room. I wasn't thrilled with the idea as this space isn't that large to begin with, but it actually has worked out great. We didn't have to get rid of any seating and I can watch TV while I run. Brian is loving it- and I have found myself much more likely to work out with it staring in me the face each day.

Only time will tell, I guess, if it will serve as a vehicle for good health or as a really expensive towel and clothes rack.

Done with Diapers

It is truly the end of an era here in the Alan household: Seven years of uninterrupted diaper use has officially come to a close.

We didn't have high hopes for Faith and the potty. She showed no interest in getting out of diapers. In fact, when she pulled a pack of big girl panties out of her Christmas stocking she looked at them disdainfully, threw them to me (at me?) and said, "I DON'T WANT THESE!". We figured we had our work cut out for us. Sure enough, Jan 1st (the target start date for Operation Done With Diapers) was spent with her peeing on everything except the potty. She would sit on it, declare that she didn't have any pee in her, then proceed to pee on the kitchen floor two minutes later. This happened all day long.

I left before dawn on Sunday for a five day trip to Pittsburgh for work, called Brian later that evening and found out that Faith was potty trained. Seriously. She got up Sunday and just decided she was done with diapers. Since then she has had two accidents at daycare, but other than that is every bit of a Big Girl. We took her to the store today to pick out her own panties (still undecided if I want to call them panties, undies, underwear, unders, or something else....) and she chose a My Little Pony package along with a pack of Dora designs. She is very proud of herself and announced today that now that she is a big girl she doesn't have to nap. Now that's a milestone I am definitely NOT ready for!

I am grateful to be done with diapers- but to be honest- a little sad that the "baby stage" of my life has ended for real. Is that weird?