Monday, June 27, 2011

Brotherly Advice

Blake and Liv have a very interesting relationship.  They are either really really happy together or really really angry with each other.  There is not much in between for them.  On a happy night recently, (i.e. Arabella was off bike riding with her Dad) the two of them were swimming alone while I sat on my lounge chair flipping through a magazine.  Blake is an expert swimmer.  He has been since he was 20 months old.  Liv is still wearing floaties because she is, alas, the third child.  They were splashing and playing dolphin or some such game when Liv swims over to the edge and asks me to help her with one of her floaties.  I asked her why she was taking them off.  Blake answered me, "Mom, I am going to teach her to swim without them.  She can just swim to me."  Hmmm....That led to a mini lecture about how he can never teach her to swim without floaties and without an adult.  Five minutes passes, and they are now practicing cannonballs off the shelf into the deeper part of the pool.  Liv was having a blast and Blake kept trying to show her how she needed to submerge her body more when she jumped.  I informed him that she could not go any further under because her floaties on her arms were keeping her at the surface so that she could always get her head out of the water to breathe.  He considered this for a moment, and then asked, "Mom, what if we put them on her feet instead?"  He was serious.

Note to Mom and Dad...Blake cannot be trusted quite yet.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

My Little Dragonfly

Here is my beauty in her dance recital costume.  I say she is a little dragonfly, but she is starting to look not so little.  I will mention for my own future reference that she actually made me pay her to do this photo shoot...$2 for her time and mild make-up application.  A small price to pay for some precious pictures for Mom.  I couldn't choose a favorite if I tried.

Sunday, June 19, 2011


Around here, he is Dadness.  Happy Father's Day.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Artistic Interpretation

Arabella, Blake and Olivia spent this week in art camp.  On one of the days, the teacher asked the children to draw a fellow student.  Blake was assigned to draw a first grade boy in his class that he had just met.  He proceeded to draw the boy with a pig snout, big ears and boogers coming out of his nose.  Arabella promptly told on him as soon as they got into the car when I picked them up.  I was stunned as I understood the pig snout (Arabella was drawing a snout onto him the day before on his DSi application), but boogers?  I said, "Blake, why would you draw another little boy like that?  That is disgusting and not acceptable."  Blake looked very thoughtful and responded, "But Mommy, he told me to put boogers on him."  When will I understand the minds of little boys?  Ever?

Thursday, June 16, 2011

The Return of the Frog Whisperer

I have been totally MIA for the last ending, photo shoots and a dance production did me in. Here is my attempt to get back into my blog.

Summer has finally arrived after enough rain and cold weather to warrant an ark here.  The frogs are out and happy so that means my baby is happy.  She has been merrily courting various frogs every evening.  This one was a particularly yellow one with creepy long legs that she sang sweet nothings to.  I was just glad she wasn't kissing it this time.