Ok, so I told you the spring got a little crazy and busy around here, and I wasn’t lying. We’ve been in and out of appointments and registrations and meetings over the past couple of weeks, and writing time has been cast to the wayside many a day. In a few minutes I have to wind up yet another day and get it started, so I thought I’d try to squeeze in a few words to update you on life here in the Robert’s household. Who knows if I will actually get to finish before a little head pops out of bed and asks for breakfast…
So big brother is now officially registered for kindergarten. Insane. I can’t believe it’s actually time for him to start going to school! He can’t possibly be old enough, can he? Well, for a while there he certainly didn’t think he was. For weeks leading up to registration any time we talked about school he would vehemently state that he is not going to kindergarten – ever. Once he stepped foot on the school grounds for the first time, though, his tune completely changed. Know what did it for him? They had an American Flag in flying in the parking lot. Go figure. He’s always been a patriot – we had to find a flag with suction cups to put on his stroller as a baby because it was one of his favorite things to look at.
I guess his patriotism isn’t such a bad thing. He told his dad the other night that he wants to be a soldier when he grows up. That was his second answer, by the way – his first one was “a monkey”. Awesome. I always wanted a monkey.
The littlest man of the house is doing very well. He’s talking up a storm and has become quite proficient at gathering information into his little brain. His favorite two things to say right now are “Why?” and “What does that meeeaan?” Of course, they are questions that are hardly ever asked in ways that can actually be answered. The other day we were listening (ok, and singing along) to ‘NSync’s “Space Cowboy” when he demanded to know what that meant. I don’t know. I was singing it and I honestly don’t have a clue. But whatever, right?
I took them both to get haircuts yesterday and they had a fight right there in the waiting area of Great Clips over some silly baby toys. It was loud – amazingly loud – and we almost had to leave. They were angels during their cuts, though. Later before bed they took a bath together and wound up in yet another fight over toys (catching a theme here?). After this fight, I guess the older one had finally had enough for the day. He marched into his room all wrapped up in a towel and announced to me that he wanted a new baby because ours had “gotten annoying”. I told him it didn’t quite work that way, but that if he really wanted a new one he needed to talk to Jesus, and to ask Him to please tell daddy we’re supposed to have one and to please make it a girl. I think he realized I was half-way serious (at least about the girl thing) and he quickly backed off. Oh well.
So that’s about how it’s been going around here. Nothing fun ever really goes on with the adults, so I didn’t bore you with the details of our lives. I did get published yesterday on the website for teens run by Proverbs 31 Ministries, though. If you want to check it out, you can click here to go to the Rad Revolution page. Other than that, things have been zipping along in a whirlwind of appointments and coupons. It will slow down soon, though. Perhaps I’ll actually get back into a routine of writing then… Perhaps.
So big brother is now officially registered for kindergarten. Insane. I can’t believe it’s actually time for him to start going to school! He can’t possibly be old enough, can he? Well, for a while there he certainly didn’t think he was. For weeks leading up to registration any time we talked about school he would vehemently state that he is not going to kindergarten – ever. Once he stepped foot on the school grounds for the first time, though, his tune completely changed. Know what did it for him? They had an American Flag in flying in the parking lot. Go figure. He’s always been a patriot – we had to find a flag with suction cups to put on his stroller as a baby because it was one of his favorite things to look at.
I guess his patriotism isn’t such a bad thing. He told his dad the other night that he wants to be a soldier when he grows up. That was his second answer, by the way – his first one was “a monkey”. Awesome. I always wanted a monkey.
The littlest man of the house is doing very well. He’s talking up a storm and has become quite proficient at gathering information into his little brain. His favorite two things to say right now are “Why?” and “What does that meeeaan?” Of course, they are questions that are hardly ever asked in ways that can actually be answered. The other day we were listening (ok, and singing along) to ‘NSync’s “Space Cowboy” when he demanded to know what that meant. I don’t know. I was singing it and I honestly don’t have a clue. But whatever, right?
I took them both to get haircuts yesterday and they had a fight right there in the waiting area of Great Clips over some silly baby toys. It was loud – amazingly loud – and we almost had to leave. They were angels during their cuts, though. Later before bed they took a bath together and wound up in yet another fight over toys (catching a theme here?). After this fight, I guess the older one had finally had enough for the day. He marched into his room all wrapped up in a towel and announced to me that he wanted a new baby because ours had “gotten annoying”. I told him it didn’t quite work that way, but that if he really wanted a new one he needed to talk to Jesus, and to ask Him to please tell daddy we’re supposed to have one and to please make it a girl. I think he realized I was half-way serious (at least about the girl thing) and he quickly backed off. Oh well.
So that’s about how it’s been going around here. Nothing fun ever really goes on with the adults, so I didn’t bore you with the details of our lives. I did get published yesterday on the website for teens run by Proverbs 31 Ministries, though. If you want to check it out, you can click here to go to the Rad Revolution page. Other than that, things have been zipping along in a whirlwind of appointments and coupons. It will slow down soon, though. Perhaps I’ll actually get back into a routine of writing then… Perhaps.
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