New bedtime routine

Well, softball was a disappointment last night. As Emily mentioned our first playoff game was last night. We were running just on time (or late as my lovely wife would put it). Unfortunately I was inadvertently, or at least I hope so, left off our playoff roster so I wasn't allowed to play. So I do what most do when they can't play anymore; they coach!

Now that that's cleared up from last night's post we can move on.

Bedtime has changed over the last few days to a week. It starts as normal with the kids going upstairs and procrastinating until their PJs are finally on. It used to be that Emily would read to the boy and I would get a very insistent, "LAY DOWN!!" and read to the girl. But lately the miniature person has insisted on climbing into her brother's bed and listening to a book with him as Em reads. Before the reading commences, Goose will insist that his sister needs a pillow if she's going to be in his bed so we have to provide that or the world is not right. Then they read. It's actually very sweet and cute.

Then, inevitably, something like below happens. Notice the choke hold hug the boy is giving his sister. She is soooo happy about it!

He means well... I think.

Farewell, Softball, Farewell

Tonight may have been Eric's last softball game of the season. I was organized enough to bring a picnic dinner. The little dude is 4 going on 13.

The kids also cuddled up for a quick selfie!

Awwwwwwww

Look at what the little guy drew! It says "To Mr Dad and to Mom I love you Mom and Dad" and he even signed his name and wrote 2014 (which looks like 20041 with assorted backwardness).

I worked a bit late (we split a sick day for the little dude today), so we had a quick breakfast for dinner (omelets, biscuits, fruit). The baby and I had Nutella on our biscuits. Yum!

I Love You

The baby and I walked to the library yesterday, and on the way home she played my new favorite game.

Isn't that heart-meltingly sweet? This child. She can be so demanding and then she turns around and is just so incredibly sweet.

Construction Worker Man

Our wonderful minister came over to put the trim on the cornice in the living room, and the little guy was dressed and ready to help out!

He's so funny. (By the way, the cornice looks great. We just need to prime and paint it sometime in the next two to three years.)

A Walk in the Dark

Now that the days are getting short, we have less time to be outside after work. And without Beau pushing us to get him out of the house :-( it seems like we get home, watch an episode (or 5) of Mr. Rodg, er..a Daniel Tiger's neighborhood, eat dinner, and then get the kids in bed.

Tonight was different. We decided to take a walk. Light fading? Psssh. The baby girl's 5 inch legs? No matter! The big one acting 2 with a whiny, "I don't wanna go!" Puhleeze. Do you know my wife?

We had a nice stroll around the block and got back after the street lights had come on. We ran into our new neighbors from 3 doors down (hehehe) who have a 2 year old and one on the way so that was nice. We've been meaning to introduce ourselves.

Midway through the walk, we were all holding hands. The little guy made us switch it up so he could hold his sister's hand which was soooo cute. Emily and I managed to get a picture of the two kiddos. Yeah Teamwork!

Look at those two, well except for the boy's T-shirt tucked into his gym shorts. I'm trying to raise him right.

Practicing!

The little guy used to practice talking in his crib in the mornings. I'd hear him say "MOMMY, mommy, mommy, mommy" or "DADDY, daddy, daddy, daddy" and other cute little things like that.

Well, the baby is now practicing talking in the morning. She's absurd, and what I hear is "STOP IT!!" "NO" "NO... No No No No No" "SIT DOWN!" "LAY DOWN!" and "STOP IT!!!" It cracks me up! The first time she did it I went rushing in to their room to tell the little dude to leave her alone only to find him sound asleep, blissfully minding his own business. Poor guy.