Life

Life is flying by.  I feel as though so many funny things happen on a daily basis with the kids and I mean to blog it so I don't forget it but then, I forget to do so.  Nice one, Memory.

We have officially entered my favorite time of the year-fall with its crunchy leaves and amazing colors, Thanksgiving with the food and fan and Christmas.  I am a junkie for all things Christmas.
I am way ahead on Santa this year-last year was a scramble and I hate that feeling.
Once again, D asked for like 2 things and his sisters asked for the moon.  Par for the course.

I found this Christmas picture from last year-or at least what I was trying to get and use as our "official" picture.  Fail.  But Dear God, they are still precious.

Walks With Purpose can write her name now!  GoGo could as well in 3 year old preschool but D could have cared less about doing that.  I think it may have been the end of 4's/beginning of TK before he could give a legible autograph.  So different.

GoGo informed us the other day that "Math and Geometry are FUN!".  D looked at her as though she had lost her mind and I have to say, I did too a little bit.  That subject is her ace, for sure.

I am struggling a bit finding reading material for D that he is not bored with or hasn't already read.  

He has been tossing the football a good bit lately.  He and daddy have been running plays in the backyard.  If I mention the idea of playing flag football, I instantly get shutdown.  He has an aversion to organized sports.  He just does not like to be "scheduled" too much and I have to agree with that.  I am 100% that way.  He likes the freedom of being able to operate on the fly and there ain't nothing wrong with that.

Tuesday was No School for us.  We accomplished so much and had a great day.  However, I have to throw out the Halloween candy because my 3 snuck into it before leaving the house and then proceeded to behave like maniacs in every public place we visited.  They farted and chased each other around Old Navy, played hide 'n seek in the Trader Joe's and recalled loudly, their fart antics in Jersey Mike's.  

To balance that behavior, they all put on socks and "ice skated" around the downstairs as my new record player blasted The Beach Boys.  I adore them.

 I cannot wait to print this blog in book format one day and share with their significant others/husbands/wife the details of their childhood.  

We still have the new kitten addition, Blueberry.  She survived a vicious attack from a feral cat but I think she's mending quite nicely.  WWP told my sister she "gotted a kitty named Boobary".  

She also told us at dinner last night that sometimes "the kitty sniffs her hand" and then WWP "bumps her a wittle, not too hard."  Animal Planet might need to do an intervention here.

GoGo's First Confession is coming up the end of the month.  D struggled to come up with enough sins to confess (please) but something tells me GoGo won't have that problem.  

I am so thankful for these three incredibly different little people and all that they have brought to my life.  Even when they fart and run.