I'm sorry to say I would've posted an update sooner, but Somali pirates abducted my blogger password. Thankfully they released it after I agreed to spread the word on the destructive nature of illegal fishing.
So, the fam. Luke is killing it! Our boy's growin. He recently had another checkup with the
therapists and they decided he no longer needs physical therapy. He's now just working with an occupational therapist who's going to help him get his words out. He's spitting out quite a few and is doing great, but isn't quite where he should be for his age. We moved him to a "big boy bed" about 3 weeks ago and although we were sure he'd be beating down the door every day and falling out of bed, the transition has been seamless. He's still his laid back, chilled self, but with just a touch of 2-yr-old now. Not being able to communicate definitely has its moments. However, 2 seconds after spazzing out, he flips the cute switch back on and all is well. Don't remember if I said this before, but the kid loves to dance. For you worried alpha males, don't worry he loves throwing stuff too... but when the sisters get the Hairspray soundtrack cranking, he can't help himself and he's a dancing fool. I must say, I can relate.
Grace... the stuff that comes out of that girl's mouth right now is priceless. I wish I could record every second of it. For example, just last night Mac is starting the bath and Grace and I are watching a litle playoff bball downstairs. Mac starts yelling something at her and Grace is just glued to the TV. All either of us hear is at the end, "Grace, what do you think?" Grace's response, "That's interesting." She didn't break the TV watching concentration. Classic! She's also getting to the point where doing the wrong thing isn't as fun as it used to be. I'm sure it's a fleeting moment, but we're enjoying it. Don't get me wrong, she still has plenty of spunk and reminds us of the fact often.
Mac is the big sister and the mother hen. It's a huge help with Luke when we're not in the room and we can (somewhat) trust her to watch him. She's doing awesome in
school. Both Sarah and I had the chance to be parent volunteers and it was great to see her in her element. She really is a great student and picks it all up so quick. I think she has to be reading close to a 2nd grade level. Ya, I'm the dad... of course I think she's a genius. But, I gotta say, have her read to you, it's pretty ridiculous. She's writin purty swell too. Did you know she's tall? The good news there is that she loves bball and told me she wants to go to the gym more and play... uh, heck ja, I'm there! Yesterday, she was bouncing a ball outside with this 3rd grader, and the 3rd grader thought she was in 2nd grade! She really does love playing with Grace every chance she gets. Hopefully that lasts for another 12 years and we're set!
Didn't know you'd be reading a novel did you? Sarah is helping to coach another crew of Girls Gone Tri this year and they are bigger (in numbers) and better than ever. In case you were wondering whose fault these freak snow storms were, it was all Sarah. She keeps trying to plan "Spring cleaning" at Niwot High with the environmental club. Guess when the last 2 times she's tried to plan that out?
And me? Well, you don't really care and this has been long enough.
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"Daddy, daddy! I got the mail and saw this magazine and I had to read it immediately. Look, look! There's pajamas for Claire, or they'd look really cute on Marsha." Those are 2 of her dolls. "And daddy, look!" Her eyes are as big as silver dollars at this point. "It costs $24! I have exactly $24! Can I get it?!?!" I should clarify that we give Mac money for random things she does to help and she has $24 in her purse. I say check with mom (which means yes). She's stoked and heads back to the table, where I hear more chatter... "Oooh, but that one is so cayute. Oh, and just look at those little slippers, precious."
better look at Dora. I look at her face to catch a curious smirk. Then, flatulence. The kind that makes a dad proud. She immediately starts howling with laughter, "Daddy, I farted in your face!" I slowly turn to Mac and realize that she wasn't giving me a better look of Dora, but rather prepping... she did it on purpose! Mac realizes the same and also starts howling with laughter. Grace can't stop saying, "I farted in your face!" Now Luke sees the girls laughing and doesn't really know why but joins in, cuz a good laugh is always a blast. I'm trying to find it in myself to put serious on and scold Grace... but I lose it. Life is too short and farts are always funny. Always.
sides. She continues, "It was so big that it made me tip over. I think I'm having a poop that big again." A few moments later... "Nope, this one was small. I think it was only inches."
Luke is really starting to figure out sounds and is making good progress. He's starting to spit out words more frequently now. We also think he's in a growth spurt right now. The dude seems taller by the day. He gave us a little scare this weekend with a fairly serious case of croup. He woke up Sat night with a seal bark of a cough and barely able to suck in a breath. He couldn't even cry. He got better the longer he was awake, but we thought it best to take him in. So, Sarah took him to the ER where they gave him steroids to open his wind pipe and some cool water treatment with mist. He's been dandy since and surprisingly strong. Kids are great that way... freak you out one second and back to normal the next.
therapists and they decided he no longer needs physical therapy. He's now just working with an occupational therapist who's going to help him get his words out. He's spitting out quite a few and is doing great, but isn't quite where he should be for his age. We moved him to a "big boy bed" about 3 weeks ago and although we were sure he'd be beating down the door every day and falling out of bed, the transition has been seamless. He's still his laid back, chilled self, but with just a touch of 2-yr-old now. Not being able to communicate definitely has its moments. However, 2 seconds after spazzing out, he flips the cute switch back on and all is well. Don't remember if I said this before, but the kid loves to dance. For you worried alpha males, don't worry he loves throwing stuff too... but when the sisters get the Hairspray soundtrack cranking, he can't help himself and he's a dancing fool. I must say, I can relate.
Grace... the stuff that comes out of that girl's mouth right now is priceless. I wish I could record every second of it. For example, just last night Mac is starting the bath and Grace and I are watching a litle playoff bball downstairs. Mac starts yelling something at her and Grace is just glued to the TV. All either of us hear is at the end, "Grace, what do you think?" Grace's response, "That's interesting." She didn't break the TV watching concentration. Classic! She's also getting to the point where doing the wrong thing isn't as fun as it used to be. I'm sure it's a fleeting moment, but we're enjoying it. Don't get me wrong, she still has plenty of spunk and reminds us of the fact often.
school. Both Sarah and I had the chance to be parent volunteers and it was great to see her in her element. She really is a great student and picks it all up so quick. I think she has to be reading close to a 2nd grade level. Ya, I'm the dad... of course I think she's a genius. But, I gotta say, have her read to you, it's pretty ridiculous. She's writin purty swell too. Did you know she's tall? The good news there is that she loves bball and told me she wants to go to the gym more and play... uh, heck ja, I'm there! Yesterday, she was bouncing a ball outside with this 3rd grader, and the 3rd grader thought she was in 2nd grade! She really does love playing with Grace every chance she gets. Hopefully that lasts for another 12 years and we're set!
Didn't know you'd be reading a novel did you? Sarah is helping to coach another crew of Girls Gone Tri this year and they are bigger (in numbers) and better than ever. In case you were wondering whose fault these freak snow storms were, it was all Sarah. She keeps trying to plan "Spring cleaning" at Niwot High with the environmental club. Guess when the last 2 times she's tried to plan that out?
Yo. So, we've been pretty busy lately. We went back to NE to hang with the Goracke's and all the Wort sisters at the lake last weekend. This weekend we made the annual pumpkin patch trip where Grace finally got to ride a real horse for the first time ever. She loved it. Today we went up to Estes again to see us some elk and take in the changing trees. The weather is definitely changing to fall finally and it was gorgeous.
Hi. So, I always have a pretty good excuse (imo) as to why I haven't written in a while. However, I feel like this one is actually valid as my hard drive crashed, which I realize doesn't really affect an online blog... but it ate up time and who wants a blog without pics anyway.
Since so much has happened since the last post, I'm actually going to skip to now as I started 2 other posts for the other events. This weekend was Noah's big bday celebration so we were down in the Springs. Always good hangin with the in-laws and letting the ladies win in games.
Hence the Obama pumpkin. There I said it. I'm for Obama. And now that's out there... even if you're for McCain, surely you can get a little chuckle at this: http://www.palinaspresident.us Click on everywhere there's a hand.