DISCLAIMER: This family blog also serves as our baby book for our kids- since the younger two got gyped out of any sort of memorabilia (as so often happens). The following is for our own remembrance and for our kids to see when they get older. We absolve ourselves of any parental guilt as well as journalistic need to inform or entertain. The blog is both our way to keep in contact with our friends and family and our way to record the milestones of our kids. Read the following at your own risk :) because, to be truthful, it's kind of boring and sappy.
Faith is 3.5 months old. She "talks" a lot, can roll over from tummy to back, looks at people closely and smiles prolifically. She is finally sleeping (mostly) in her crib, which has now been moved into the Bonus Room (since her biggest brother is still in her room!). She fits into most of her 3-6 month clothes, has been swimming a few times already, and charms everyone she meets. She is a very well dressed baby thanks to friends and relatives and is her mothers own personal Barbie Doll. Her closet glows with a pinkish glow that can been seen leaking out from under the closed doors when the lighting is just right. She charms everybody she meets into holding her, which her parents use as an opportunity to vanish into the crowd and pretend to be young and single again.....
Jake is 4 years old (plus three months). He never stops talking, loves to sing and listen to music, likes numbers- and is very good at counting and adding. He reads a few words, likes to listen to stories, and ride his bike and scooter. He loves to play baseball and soccer, ride around the house on a tiny push car, and talk to/play with his little sister. He loves school and is going to summer camp in our neighborhood and taking swim lessons. Jake really likes to swim at our community pool.He is finally out of our bedroom- even though he still rarely sleeps through the night!!! Jake is always looking out for his little brother, trying to keep him safe. Tanner for one looks up to Jake and always wants to be doing what Jake is doing.
Jake starts conversations in very grown up ways; "by the way", " in other words", and "just so you know". He also starts conversations in very little kid ways, "Dad"....(long pause)..."Yes Jake"...(long pause)...."what do you want"....(long, frustrated pause)..."I don't know"..."I love you Dad". He loves his sleepy cow, superheroes and Grandma Mary blanket at bedtime. He is currently listening to a Buffett Lullabye CD that I made for Faith (seems fair since he is sleeping in her bed..) He likes to sing "Little Miss Magic" and "Breate In, Breathe out, Move On" (a GREAT song if you haven't heard it).
Tanner is 19 months old. He is saying lots of words, loves dessert already (kind of like someone else I know...), and brings you book after book after book to read (not always different books mind you, and always some rotation of the same five or six). He is still a great sleeper and loves his baby sister to pieces. He already has a great throwing arm and tries hard to hold the bat up when we pitch to him. He likes to swim and is fearless (to a really scary degree) at the pool. He has already jumped in, on his own and gone under without anyone right nearby. He comes up with a big smile on his face, pointing at the side of the pool and excitedly chattering so he can do it again.
Of all the things listed above that catch our boys fancy, nothing even comes close to...sweeping. Tanner loves any sort of broom, he really loves the broom that Daddy uses in the garage. He holds the handle and sweeps; the garage, the sidewalk, the floor, the lawn. The first thing Tanner does now when he gets home from school is get out of the car and walk up to the garage door and point for his "boom" - if you don't let him have it, and he didn't nap that day, well, to paraphase Wyatt Earp, "hell follows". We had a very funny moment in the Home Depot the other day (where we purchased the broom in question). We were shopping for some items in the plant area, which is near the broom aisle. Tanner saw about 20 brooms that were just like ours at home and I thought his head was going to explode!
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