She's also our newest escape artist. She has figured out how to open the front door. Here, she put on her hat and and was all ready to go, waiting at the elevator door. So we have to remember to dead bolt it whenever we are home. That worked for about 3 days and then today, she found an accomplice in Grant. We were getting ready for church and I thought I could hear Grant yelling out in the stairwell. So I had Eliza go check and sure enough, Grant was out there. Only Jackie had gotten a head start on him and she was up one floor at door #6. Our next solution is to lock the door with the key from the inside. And until Grant figures that out, we're safe for a while.
Now on to Grant. He finally likes haircuts. As you well know, he HATES getting his hair cut. So we'd usually wrap him up burrito style, Spencer holds him down and I buzz all the hair off as fast as I can. Those days are gone. (hopefully) We set up for a session and he actually wanted to put the cape on and get a hair cut like Daddy. He sat tall and it was successful. Isn't he so handsome?
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After
Mairyn is next in line for an update. She is loving school and is doing so well at reading. She had a bit of a rocky start, but I think that was due more to her personality conflicts with the teacher than anything. She now knows that we don't talk back to Mrs. McInroy or heave a great sigh and say, "I don't want to read. It's too hard!" She now reads some signs and packages aloud to us. She is discovering some of the world opening up to her by being literate. Mairyn is a little frustrated right now because she hasn't lost any teeth yet and she knows that Eliza lost her first one right when she began kindergarten. There is one that is minutely wiggly, so she's pinning some hope on that one coming out soon!
Ok, last but not least, Eliza. She is growing up way too fast for me. Every day I see little glimpses of an older girl peeking out a bit. She is more conscious of the state of her hair. She won't leave the house unless it has been brushed and she is experimenting with different "hairstyles". Last week she walks demurely into the kitchen with her back toward me, no matter what she did. She wanted me to notice the ponytail she had secured herself at the nape of her neck. She also pulls her own teeth. We were keeping an eye on a certain bicuspid and noticed that it was particularly wiggly. I went ahead brushing everyone else's teeth, then changing into p.j.s etc. About 5 minutes later, she comes running out of the bathroom, "Mommy! I pulled it out! I lost my 8th tooth!" She was very pleased with herself.
Spence is expanding his cooking repertoire to include cooking Ramen in a skillet. He could already cook it quite nicely in a pot, but he wanted to stretch his abilities and try the skillet. Fortunately it was a deep one and the ramen went on to become Friday lunch for the kids!
I am hanging in there, I am 10 weeks along and deep in the throes of "morning sickness". If there was ever a worse misnomer . . . . . I have discovered Dramamine helps with the vomiting, though. It's been failing me a bit the past couple days, so I am back to my old home remedies that kind of work; spearmint gum, a cocktail of vitamins and unisom, smelling lemons and lots of crackers. It really is quite miserable, but this will hopefully be waning by week 14. Anyway, that's an update of how the family is doing. And don't even ask for a picture of me. I don't do pictures, at least not now!!
