Grandpa Dod

Our lives have been turned upside down the past week. Grandpa Dod has been in the hospital. Grant has been great, rolling with each new day. Praying every night. Spending each evening at the hospital watching movies and eating ice-cream or going to spend time with Matt or Nannie. We continue to take one day at a time and rely on the grace of God to bring us the strength to move forward. I find strength through Grant and seeing the world through his eyes. Our children are truly a gift from God and honoring that is our gift back. We love you Grandpa Dod and thank you for all the years of genuine love you've shown us. As you would tell us, "chin up" and "put yourself on top of the ladder". Get well soon!

Grant using a glove balloon as a gun at the hospital. Great......

Tooth Fairy

Apparently Grant has been learning about the tooth fairy.  A song about the tooth fairy.  I  tried to video. See:

Spelling Can Be Fun

Things have settled back down at our house and our routine was back to normal. I missed the late afternoon knock and walk in from Beckett. Of course, they went through their usual disagreement about what to play, but after a little suggestion from me, they went right to work.

Today's inspiration was Mythology. My LEAST favorite topic. Why they still teach this is beyond me. I'm so not looking forward to when Grant has to learn this mindless, useless material.  Anyway, back to the topic. Beckett was drawing a monster, a cyclops to be exact, and Grant chose the always popular super heroes.

Notice the Red lips? That's Sicilian Orange Sherbet. Grant's Favorite!

Grant decided to throw his marker in Beckett's general direction. I was not pleased. Beckett then politely asked if I could write on Grant's forehead the way I did last week when he made a bad choice.  I thought for a minute and realized there was a great opportunity for the boys to learn how to spell. So I let Beckett write on Grant's forehead.

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I had Beckett write nice on his arm. I hope his Mom doesn't think I'm nuts.

Super "Attitude" Man

Grant decided on Superman for trick or treat night. I'm not sure if it was the early birthday party he went to or if he had a bad case of what I call "Crabs in your belly" (crabby attitude), but he was in a MOOD.

Grant made it about 4 blocks, had a little fall (candy went flying) and made it another 3 houses and was ready to come home. Via being carried. The whole way. Thank goodness for Matt. He did most of it. I think I managed a block. Maybe.

Superhero Serious Face

These are the kids of our lives. This crew is together much of the time. Riding bikes, playing outside or completely destroying playing inside my house. Our neighborhood was like one out of the movies on Halloween night. So many kids and parents. Everyone saying hello and loving each other's costumes. I love my neighbors and cherish the memories Grant is able to make.

This house is owned by the people who lived in our house before us. They go all out.

Next door: They really decorate

Rocky and Carly: Our next next door neighbors. They went with us.

Girl Parties

Grant attended Maya's birthday party this weekend. At Metro Gymnastics. I asked him if he wanted to go. I told him it was a "gymnastics party". Clearly there was an error in communication.

This is how he looked most of the party.

All he wanted to do was jump in the foam pit. Nothing else. He tried the balance beam. He reacted much in the same way I did to it. He HATED it. Now, don't get me wrong. He tried. In his tie and all.

This just doesn't seem right

The only "semi-smile" I was able to capture was birthday cake time. He got much happier when we left and Matt let him start the car. The push button kind of start the car. Matt got a rental. A Nissan Murano. Of course, everywhere we went, Grant wanted to start the car. Just what every parent of a 5 year old needs. Thanks, Nissan. Good thinking!

Really?