Weather is Here... Wish it was Beautiful

We spent our anniversary weekend up at Redfish Lake. Despite the less-than-stellar weather conditions (it rained both days, had thunderstorms both nights, and actually snowed on our way home!) we had a great time. It's kind of a cool "old time" family camp with cabins, a lodge, a restaurant, boat dock, and general store. We enjoyed breakfast in the lodge both mornings, looking out over the dock (see the black and white photo above), took walks on the many bike paths, and fished during the day. The sun came out from about 4-7 on Saturday so we rented a canoe and took turns paddling around the lake with Jake while Faith hung out on shore and Tanner got filthy dirty and soaking wet on the beach. Nights were cozy (once everyone finally fell asleep!) and the kids slept late both mornings. Our drive home was accompanied by a CD Brian had made for me for our anniversary that was copied from a tape he made me on one of our first dates, 7 1/2 years ago. It was fun to remember the days of our relationship pre-children and to enjoy the family we have created together. We will definitely go back next summer- hopefully wearing shorts instead of winter coats and hats!

"Do As I Say Not As I Do" .

Jake started an annoying (and disrespectful) habit this weekend of "threatening" us whenever we didn't do something he wanted. Here's an example:

"Mom, can I have some more juice?"
"Sorry, Jake, but you've had enough sugar today. I can get you some water if you want."
"If you don't get me some juice I AM GOING TO KICK YOU IN THE KNEES!" (Or "in the penis" if he was speaking to Brian.) Other variations included: throwing a book at us, hitting us with a bat, etc...
Charming, don't you think?

So, starting out with "effective parenting techniques" we had a discussion about threats and why they aren't OK and better ways to handle your anger, etc... etc.. ad nauseum. But it kept happening, despite time outs, logical consequences, you name it. We were completely fed up and frustrated. So at one point I said (loudly) "Jake, if you don't stop it I am going to spank you!" Note two things: One, I have never spanked this child and don't really believe in it. Two, it was probably an empty (yes, you named it...) THREAT.

Did Jake let this less than proud parenting moment slide? No. Of course not. This is what he said:

"Mom, you are the adult. You are supposed to be setting a good example for me. You and Dad have been telling me not to threaten you but YOU just threatened ME! How is that a good example? How am I supposed to learn?" That's verbatim- said with extreme sanctimony.

He may be smart, but his self preservation instinct is clearly not his strong suit.

Fishing Trip

Properly licensed and everything, Jake I went out fishing for the first time for real this morning. We went, literally, down the street to the Boise River after a real fisherman's breakfast at the Micky D's.

The river is so easy to get to, and there are miles of trails up and down both sides, so it was a pretty low impact trek, but much more along the lines of what I expected for our first real fishing trip. There was some impatience with the process, some snags, some lost gear, a few close calls (for me) with some hooks on hyperactive back-casts, and no fish. I didn't manage to get my pole in the water, but it was fun to watch Jake experience his first trip. His main impression was that the bait smelled bad.

You could see the fish jumping as we fished both sides of the river and the small pond there, but caught more sticks and moss than fish. I am positive that if I could have gotten a rod in the water we could have caught something, but I spent most of my time untangling, retreiving hooks that were launched into trees, re-baiting when the bait was flung out into the middle of the river because he forgot to let go of the reel and the line snapped back, and mainly getting a good, religious Sunday morning dose of fatherly patience (something I admit I don't generally have in large reserve), but I did really well this morning.

I don't know if it was just the Jake/Daddy time, if it was being up and out early on a Sunday, listening to the bluegrass station in the truck, or if it was being out on the water while the sun rose in the sky fishing, but despite all the above I had a really good time and am gearing up to go next weekend up in Stanley on the lake. Let you know how that goes then....

The dangers of hanging out under Tanner's chair...

...sometimes you get Ramen noodles dropped on your head.

You say tomato.....

"Ah bee ah beez!" This is Tanner speak for just about everything. Usually it means, "What's that?" but sometimes, if accompanied by a delighted shrieking sound and a finger pointing at food you are currently eating it can mean, "I want some of that!". Actually, ever since he discovered how to say "bird poop" his vocabulary has increased by leaps and bounds. He repeats everything we say and even though only a trained ear could understand it, he says "fist bump", "high five", and "hug" (our routine at bedtime). The other morning I got Faith up- which always causes a loud and excited rendition of " BABY!! BABY!! BABY!!" from Tanner. I laid her down to change her diaper and said casually that she was poopy. He literally ran over, grabbed a diaper, wipes, and cream, sat down beside me and began to wipe her bottom and spread on cream (no matter that it wasn't open). He is infatuated with a book that we have that has pictures of a dog in it and a grandma. He points to each page and says "doggy" and "nana" incessantly. He can do this over and over and over and over. We may need to hide that book soon to keep our sanity! He loves to push his lawnmower around and tonight on our evening walk/bike ride he insisted on pushing it. We didn't get very far as he was trying to eat a candy cane, push the lawnmower, and pick up every fallen leaf he saw. We are concerned about evening walks once the leaves really start to cover the ground :)

Faith had her six month check up this week and was declared to be "perfect" by her doctor. She is tall (27 inches) and weighs 14 pounds. She smiled for everyone and only cried when they did her shots. She is trying so hard to crawl- she gets up on all fours and rocks, then gingerly tries to move one knee forward before collapsing onto her belly or head and starting over again. She babbles, loves Baby Mmm Mmm's (an Idaho baby treat that we discovered with Tanner last year), and is getting a little more fuzzy hair on her head. Her daddy calls her "fuzzcicle".

Jake is settling in really well at Foothills. He has become very comfortable there and has made lots of friends. Yesterday he went on his first "lunch out" (each class goes out to eat once a week at our school) and tomorrow has his first library visit (the Boise library is across the street). He has yoga, art, spanish, and music weekly. It's pretty cool. I love having him there and getting to have a little one-on-one time each morning. Knock on wood and everything else, Jake has been going to sleep a little easier the last few nights, although a complete nights sleep is still not on the mommy and daddy menu. He still comes in to our room at some point each night for one thing or another. It has been: 1. a drink the first night, 2. to be re-covered up the second night, 3. and last night because he wanted to give daddy a kiss on the arm. Normally, you can hear his footsteps when he comes padding down the hall, but sometimes he sneaks in like a midget ninja and is just standing next to the bed when you open your eyes. As Brian sleeps on the side of the bed by the door, I am a little afraid that Jake will give him a heart attack some night (it's just like The Shining...)

As for me, I am adjusting well to the school year. Working 85% is heavenly- I drop Jake off M-TH at 8:30 then drive to the gym (3 minutes away) to work out and shower. Sometimes I stop for a cup of coffee. It's great because it allows me some alone time and also makes my mornings easier since I don't have to get myself ready in the AM- I just throw on some workout clothes and can concentrate on feeding, dressing, and playing with the kids. My students are much more normal this year. No one is in equine therapy yet. I am enjoying the school so much more this year. The new leadership has made a huge difference in morale and being able to call most of my colleagues "friends" again is huge. Riding out the bumps last year was hard, but worth it.

Updates

Some updates on the blog. The MP3 player is there for your enjoyment. It is our MP3 files hosted at an off site server, so nothing weird will happen if you click it. We picked some songs that we liked that we thought you might enjoy while you read. We will change them from time to time for variety and thematic sake!

We also have our new fall colors. The leaves are already turning here and the 100+ temperatures seem to be yesterdays news. Looking forward to the changing seasons once again.

Enjoy the changes, as always, all feedback is welcome. Thanks for reading!

Hittin' the Road

Faith is finally old enough to ride in the bike trailer with Tanner, so we took off this morning for our first family ride. After weeks of resisting it, Jake loved riding on his trail-a-long and T and F just chilled out in the trailer and enjoyed the scenery. Fall is just starting here (it got down to 41 degrees last night!) and the chill in the air made our morning ride so enjoyable. We rode out behind our house through farmlands. Faith fell asleep a half hour into the ride and Tanner let us know by "Shh-ing" us and pointing at Faith. We are heading to the "real" Redfish Lake in two weeks for our anniversary and are so excited that we can bike around the lake with the kids.

PS. Can you believe this is how old Tanner was when we moved here last year and we found out Faith was on the way???? Crazy.

Manhattan (Sleep) Project

Jake's on-going, repeated and cyclical issues with sleep (going to, falling, staying etc.) have made Marisa and I quite the pre-schooler research scientists. We are constantly looking for causation, patterns, alternative methodologies to get him to go to sleep so we can watch some G*d#mm%d "Prison Break" and have some kind of life together outside of, "Do you smell something?" "Where is (insert name here)" and "Can you please get (insert name here) I've got my hands full and you are just sitting there doing nothing.".

Along the way, we have learned to function on severely reduced sleep, to instinctively take over when the other is close to infanticide and generally cope with the fact that the odds of getting all of the kids to sleep on time and for them to sleep through the night at the same time are roughly the same as being attacked by a shark that is being struck by lightning.

Along those lines, another bedtime change. We were recently given a double bed, which was the plan for the boys down the line, they would each have their own double bed. Jake has cycled back to Armageddon-like bedtime struggles and one of the openings that our trained scientific ears heard was that he said he thought he would sleep better if he and Tanner shared the big bed. We had been toying with the idea of moving Tanner out of his crib for awhile now (needing it as we do for the baby-Jesus, even that sentence is crazy!) and figured that as long as bedtime sucks right now anyway, we might as well kill two birds with one stone. It makes no sense to get Jake to the point where he goes to bed easily and then to move Tanner and start all over again. So we jumped in and moved Tanner and Jake into the big bed as shown in the photo.

We are on our fourth night or so and it's getting easier. Jake is going to bed easier, although part of Tanner's nightime routine is hitting Jake in the head repeatedly, and Tanner likes the new bed. One of his consequences for the aformentioned hitting is being put back in his crib, which makes him cry. When you ask him if he wants to go back in the big bed, he points towards it, puts his binky in his mouth, grabs his stuffed monkey, and says "da". He is still getting used to getting himself to fall asleep in it with Jake, and Marisa has taken to laying between them until they both fall asleep, which allows me to write basically whatever I want, unchecked, on the blog. Tomorrow, my opinons on abortion, legalization of marijuana and who I think killed Kennedy....stay tuned.

Kindergarten Bound

After much debate we decided to take Jake out of his preschool/daycare and try him at Foothills with me. Being as this decision was made last minute, there were no more openings in the early learners program so we started him in their Primary program- which is a K-1 classroom. We enrolled him with the intention of him completing a Kindergarten year at Foothills then a "real" year of K at the public school next year. He was really excited to come to "mommy's school" and although he had some sadness at leaving his friends and teachers in daycare, he mostly was feeling positive.

His last day of daycare was so special. His teachers all expressed their joy at having had him there and their sadness at his leaving. He has always had a special place in his teachers hearts and this has never been more evident than on Friday. Miss Pam ( the tough Southern lady that even scares me a little) gave him a huge bag of gifts and cried. At naptime Jake asked Rhonda (the owner) if he would be allowed to come back if it turned out he didn't like Kindergarten. She took his face in her hands and assured him that he would always have a home there. More tears were shed. Despite the fact that I wasn't thrilled with their pre-k program, I never had any doubt that he was very loved and I am so glad Tanner and Faith are still there to grow with that loving care.

He has had a great first week at Foothills. Although he is smaller than most of the other students he fits right in. He is in the classroom right next door (and I use the term "door" loosely as the school has no real doors between rooms...) so I can stop by and have snack with him each day or participate in read aloud or art, etc... So far I am loving it and I think Jake is, too. I had a lot of anxiety about the move and it became obvious that I was pestering him too much about his feelings about the change because on Day 2 he finally looked at me and said quite matter-of-factly, "Mom, I'm not sad. I'm not upset. I'm just really tired!" I took that as my hint to back off :) Carry on, Little Man.

(On a similar note, Tanne was moved into the toddler room today. We all feared he would take it hard, not being one that embraces change easily. But he proved us wrong. He participated in circle time, slept on his mat, ate at the table, and generally was amenable to all the changes this brought to his day. We are both really proud of our guy.)

Wildfire Summer

One thing that I didn't think about when moving here was the fire danger in this part of the country (especially with global warming, sorry republicans - but yes it does exist!). There have been fires all summer, mainly out of our part of the state, some in UT, up in the Ketchum and McCall area. But Thursday it was our turn.

The fire in the picture is right behind Hidden Springs. The brick building in the picture is the Merc, and if you haven't been here to visit us yet, the black roof that you can see over the top of the Merc is ours. The fire burned for most of Thursday afternoon, over 100 acres up in the hills. There were ground crews, two helicopters and two bombers figting it for most of the day. You can see the house it got closest to up on the hill in the picture.

Our nieghborhood was never in real danger. In fact I sat on our friends swingset down the street in the afternoon with my buddy Greg watching the helicopters pick up buckets of water from the ranch across the street to dump on the fire line, as did most of the folks on our street. It was interesting and a reminder that eventhough we live in the biggest city in the state, we're still just a little speck in the wilderness up here.