Yesterday Dennis came home showing me his loose tooth. Actually, he has three loose teeth, but he only let me pull one after begging me. He wants the tooth fairy to come for three nights-- not just one. I tried to explain to him how the tooth fairy would probably bring one big gift for all three teeth at the same time but he wouldn't buy it. I hope she remembers. She did. Dennis had so much fun showing off his tooth fairy present at school that he asked me to pull another one tonight. I did. But for whatever reason he said it hurt more tonight. I think it's because he anticipated the momentary pain. Now he says he wants to wait a while before he has another tooth pulled.
Nolan is so much closer to me now. Since his surgery I have noticed a big difference. He follows me around, comes and sits on my lap, and even fell asleep in my bed. This is huge progress and I am enjoying every minute of it. And I mean that with all sincerity. It is so precious.
And he is trying to talk more. In fact, he came up to me this evening trying to tell me something very important. He was pointing and using the cutest facial expressions as he tried to form words. I gathered that it was one of his brothers bugging him. Sure enough, it was. When I figured out what he was trying to tell me, Nolan seemed very pleased with himself that he communicated something successfully.
Oliver is growing up so fast. He is crawling so much and getting into stuff that I have to remember to put it up and out of his reach. When upstairs he always beelines for the the boys' bathroom. He wants to take a bath. He is truly outgrowing his reflux, and he is eating foods like pasta, bits of pizza, and scrambled eggs. He can clap his hands. He dances to music. And he is trying to pull himself up in his crib. Needless to say, we are all enjoying watching Oliver grow.
A few of the girls took a test to see what their primary and secondary love languages are. I explained that there are five love languages-- encouraging words, acts of service, quality time, gift-giving, and physical touch. It was very interesting to see how the girls scored. I was actually surprised with a few of the results. But now I know. :)
Last week was a rough week for one of my boys. He was lying about the silliest things and found just about every switch to turn off that you can imagine. The outside power switch to the air conditioner-- check. The cold setting for the garage refrigerator-- check. It didn't help that he threw a book at his younger brothers head to wake him up. What a way to start the morning! Thankfully the last two days have been much better.
Homeschooling is going pretty well-- except for the cheating going on. I did a big discussion on ethics just the other day, I set things up like tests and assignments with friendly reminders so they could make good choices and yet it still happens. When I catch the same ones doing it over and over, I am saddened that this seems to have become habit to them. They immediately become defensive rather than admit any wrongdoing. They act like it is more my problem that I noticed it. It's hard not to when two kids miss all the same problems after me telling them to sit further away from each other. Is this really the character they want to be known as? Big sigh. Is it somehow my fault? That crazy thought actually runs through my mind as I address this with them. At this point, I am now telling them how this will eventually catch up with them. In a year or two they will be submitting tests for actual grades to actual teachers. If they do not know the material, their grades will suffer. And this goes for college too. They just don't take this behavior seriously. They think it hurts no one. I remain hopeful that they will realize that cheating only hurts themselves. Meanwhile, it is very hard to trust them. Period. Relationships with people in general suffer because there is always that lack of trust. I desire more for my daughters.
Here are some fun facts from this week.
* Nolan enjoys flushing the potty for me. Since he is already in the bathroom with me I figure-- why not!
* Squished banana between the toes does not feel good. In fact-- it feels very wrong.
* Simplait vanilla yogurt is nothing but creamy deliciousness. I'm tempted to hide it from the kids.
* There is such a thing as eating too many jalapenos.
* Exporting Raymond is an enjoyable movie!
* It is not very hard to convince a certain six year old that you did indeed eat his nose, and his foot, and his ear.