Last night while I was changing Zach's diaper, he was eating a cracker. Chloe crawled over to him, POUNCED on him, ripped the cracker out of his hand and shoved it into her mouth. Zach looked at me in shocked disbelief and melted down into his ear piercing scream/cry.
Chloe looked at me and smiled! Wish I would have had a video camera....the whole exchange was HILARIOUS!
Kennedy turned 6 years old last week. I'll post more about that later...for now, I wanted to share the pictures I took! I was a little nervous heading out for our little photo shoot. I thought it might be fun but that I would end up paying a "real" photographer later. Kennedy was a mostly cooperative little girl. You can tell in some of the pics she got a little goofy, but we both had fun and that is what counts!
When McGuire was first learning to talk he couldn't say "Kennedy" so he shortened it down to "DeeDee"and it stuck. So much so that if the boys really want to upset Kennedy they will call her "Kennedy" instead of "DeeDee." This usually results in clenched fists, stomping feet, and a demand of "DON'T call me Kennedy!" If they do it a second time, tears usually start to flow. Funny thing is it is only her siblings she requires call her that.
Today while driving Kennedy to school, this is the conversation I overheard in the back of the van:
McGuire: I don't want people to call me Guire any more
Kennedy: What are we supposed to call you then?
McGuire: G-Dog
Kennedy: What about B-Dog?
McGuire: No, that sounds like a little dog. G-Dog sounds like a BIG dog.
They then switch back to the game they were playing prior to McGuire's announcement. A few minutes later I heard this:
Kennedy: Hey, Guire?
McGuire: It's G-Dog please!
I am still laughing!
I just told the kids their lunch was ready. Their response?
"MOM!! We are having too much fun playing with each other can't it wait?"
Why, yes it can!
I love that my kids are such great friends with one another and play so well together (when they want to!). It is fun to watch them adapt their play to include Chloe, who at 8 1/2 months old LOVES to be in the middle of it all!
I was laying down with the boys as they were falling asleep. Here is the conversation:
Zach: Mommy, is daddy sleeping?
Me: No, daddy's not sleeping. He is in Denver
McGuire: Why are we in January and he is in Denver?
Me: What?
McGuire: If we are in January and he is in Denver he is going to miss everyone's birthdays.
Me: (still a little confused). Buddy, Denver is a city not a month.
McGuire: So we're still in January and dad will be home for birthdays?
Me: Yes. Dad will be home for all the birthdays.
And with that they were out!
Friday, February 5, 2010 at 08:44AM