There are a few things that I would like to blog about, but first and most important Ali is WALKING. I thought the day may never come. Every outfit she wore all summer is totally destroyed. She did her first "long walk" the day before she turned 18 months so she narrowly escaped being officially delayed. Today, at 18 months and one week she began walking as her main form of transportation. For the past few weeks she has been doing a lot of walking pushing doll strollers. It seems that all of a sudden she was interested. I am so excited and ready to throw out her cloths that look filthy right after they are washed because they are so wore out. She has also turned into an echo. It is adorable! I think she is going to escape the speech delay as well! Her ears drain on a regular basis so I am thankful for the tubes. She has generally become a much happier baby over the past few months.
In other news, Cara took her first trip to the ER for stitches this week. She decided that she would cut herself an apple with a very sharp knife. That knife did a fine job of cutting right between her thumb and pointer. She got five stitches and they probably could have fit five more. She is very proud of her "broken arm" and her "cast". She has been telling people that Josh cut her. I think she is embarrassed she did it to herself. Ironically he wasn't even home. He got home right after and ended up taking her to the ER because I was gone to a class. Oh the adventures of childhood.
Caleb and Cara are both playing fall soccer. I really enjoy getting out to games and at this stage practices aren't overwhelming so it is quite pleasant for me. Andy, Ali and Josh all really enjoy it too. We are in a good place with only two kids playing recreational (as apposed to competitive) soccer.
Andy is a little board with Caleb and Cara gone to school. My friend, Erica, said that I need to play with him. Torture! I love my kids. I love to teach them, be with them, go on outings with them, and read to them, but creative play kills me. I am SO GLAD Andy is in Joy School (our neighborhood coop preschool) five hours a week so that I am guilt free about him watching (or wanting to watch) Cars or Mickey Mouse Clubhouse for those five hours.
I took these pictures so that someday I could trick myself into thinking that my kids were obedient and sweet and always willing to pitch in to help. I would like to remember that I never had to yell, threaten, and all together freak out to get them to do things or even just to be obedient. Wouldn't it be wonderful to live in such a fantasy land!
Called to Serve
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