Wednesday, October 2, 2013

A family that rides together stays together...


the first ride
riding to church
 

... and when there is no room for mom, the family is even more likely to stay together!  

We have 4 adult singles, 2 tandems, 4 kid singles, 2 tricycles, and NOW a tandem trail-a-bike in our garage (along with two cars!).  On the back porch, we have a trailer and a single train-a-bike.  Needless to say, we are a little obsessed with bicycling in our family.  You'd think I'd ride more than I do.  But Christian said it best after they bought the tandem trail-a-bike.  "We bought a double alley cat.  Dad will ride the front of the tandem, Cameron in the back.  Hannah in the front of the double alley-cat and me in the back.  And there is no room for you!"  Over the summer, Cameron started riding tandem with Chuck.  He was just barely able to fit on the back.  They would even go on the Friday Morning Ride (the FMR).  All the guys were super impressed with C.  Once school started, C asked if he could just be late to school on Fridays.  I actually would have allowed that.  But it was the getting up at 5am on a school day I wasn't willing to allow.   C recently started riding a bike with gears.  The bike is about 2 sizes too big for him, but he loves having the gears.  Our next goal is to get Hannah up on two wheels.

Saturday, September 28, 2013

I am Sore (sorry)

I was really frustrated with my kids, so rather than send them to their room, I went to my room and locked the door.  I could hear commotion outside and a few seconds later, an envelope was slipped under the door. It said "Mom open, from Christian,  Inside was a piece of paper that said, "I am sorry" with a little picture drawn on it.  He had obviously had help with Cameron.  Another piece of paper was slipped under the door that said, "I am sore for ben mean.  Love.  I love you so mosh.  Several days later, the kids would not give me some quiet while I was on the phone, so I went into my room and locked the door.  After I hung up, I walked out and found the kids working on their notes so I would come out of my room.  So now, when Hannah is sent to her room, she writes me notes.  They say things like, "to mom by Hannah, can I cum awt naw.  you rock mom.  mom I am sore for scremen at you win no dube was trnen culr gro on.  Love Hannah."  That translates to, "Can I come out now.  I am sorry for screaming at you when nobody was turning Color Crew on."  Another one:  "I am sore for throen a fit mom.  Love Hannah.  to mom by Hannah. and I am sore for saen yor stopib and I bont lic you."  That translates to, "I am sorry for throwing a fit mom.  And I am sorry for saying your stupid and I don't like you."  As you can see, she tries to sound out words as she is being taught in school. And she often reversed her b's and d's.

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Summer Backpack 2013

Maroon Bells Wilderness
7 days, 6 nights, and 2 travel days... 
8 kids ages 5-11, 1 teenager, 2 young adults and 4 dads with kids and 1 without
siblings, cousins, friends, nieces, nephews and uncles
rain, falls, cuts, blood, dirt
whining, crying, fighting
laughing, playing, braiding, bonding
and
one reckless driving ticket























Thursday, August 15, 2013

Potty Training Installment One and Only

I didn't document my potty training experience with Cameron and Hannah because there was nothing to it.  I put them in underwear (Cameron when he was 3 and H when Christian was born) and that was that.  But Christian was much different.  At age 3, he didn't seem ready or interested in potty training at all.  So, we waited a couple months and gave it a try.  We bought underwear, put it on and then had a successful pee in the potty.  But after that, he refused to put the underwear back on and wanted a diaper.  I said once the diapers were gone, I was not buying more and so he insisted he would not poop then.  Not wanting to force the issue, I complied, bought another package of diapers and waited another month or so.  Then it was crunch time.  Preschool was starting in less than two months.  We were out of diapers and there was no going back.  We put underwear on and he immediately peed in it.  So, I convinced him to put a pull up on.  After that, we had very few "accidents".  But after a day of not pooping, I told him even if he pooped in his pull up, the most important thing was to poop.  So, although he was peeing in the potty, he would poop in his pull up.  After a couple weeks, I put him in underwear and he would insist on putting a pull up on to poop.  After, a week or two of that, he starting putting his own pull up on.  After about a week, he forgot the pull up and just started pooping in his underwear.  And after about a week of that, he just started pooping in the potty.  Now, I don't even have to ask if he needs to use the bathroom and most of the time I don't even have to help.  He even stands to pee.  The first couple times, pee was everywhere, but he has it under control now.  He is doing so great!  His prize for becoming potty trained was the hand puppet monkey seen below.  He really wanted it when we were at the store, but I wouldn't buy it for him.  I went when he wasn't with me and bought it to save for the right time.  The next couple times we went to the store, he looked for the monkey and was disappointed when it was gone. So, he was very happy when I gave it to him.





Thursday, August 8, 2013

First Day of School 2013

1st Grade
3rd Grade
 


Preschool


Friday, August 2, 2013

"I'll be late for dinner."

As I was fixing dinner, I got a phone call from Chuck.  He said, "I just laid the bike down.  I'll be home a little late."  I didn't think much about it because "laid the bike down" usually means something minor and Chuck sounded perfectly normal.  A few minutes later, I got a call from a friend who takes the same route home (in a car) and saw Chuck after he had gotten hit by a car.  Chuck was in the bike lane, minding his own business when a car turned right, clipping his back wheel, causing his bike to fly out from under him and for him to hit the pavement and get dragged a little bit.  Witness called the police and a report was filed.  The driver was cited.  Chuck rode his bike home and rode his bike (a different bike) to work the next day.  He had some bad road rash on his arm and a bruised hip.  He didn't complain at all, but I'm guessing he felt like he'd been hit by a car.





after a few days


Cute Kids = Cute Pics


happy father's day


just like dad






waiting for me to get home from my run


wanting to sleep in just underwear like big brother

see above caption

sleeping beauty