I haven't gotten on the desktop since Bryan has set it up, so still no photos since I don't like what the blogging app did to all my photos from previous posts.
Anyway, I don't want to forget some things.
Ben climbs.
Ben climbs out of bed. A big crib. And Bryan's comment to it "3 points of contact" He has been teaching the other boys how to climb down the ladder from attic space in the garage- yes, the others seem to take after me and my dislike for ladders but it is so cool up there (so I'm told), they are willing to go up.
Ben climbs on furniture. The couch. My bed. The boys bed, though I am grateful he hasn't figured out how to get to the top bunk. Yet, anyway. The dining chairs and to the table. Step stools in the bathroom to play in the water. Park equipment.
It's tiring.
Isaac is independent. When he wants to be.
Isaac is a great helper. When he wants to be.
Isaac is also having bites of food he doesn't like. This is a big deal. And there are a lot of things he doesn't like. Potatoes. Noodles. Beans. Most vegetables. Rice. "I like meat. And bread. And cheese."
Isaac can spell his name (he has been able to do this for a while) and is practicing writing it. He also likes to practice writing everyone else's name. Mostly during Sacrament Meeting but he's quiet.
Isaac is worried about the baby in my tummy. Asks on a regular basis if the baby is still there. Does my tummy hurt. Mostly because I can't do as much and I'm not suppose to be doing anything right now. One more week and I think I will feel more comfortable (and more importantly, my doctor will feel more comfortable) doing stuff because they won't stop me from having a baby now.
Austin is reading so well. He asks what things mean. Even though he can read words, he wants to know what it means. For example, tonight while he was reading "'Josh,' laughed Dad" He said "that doesn't make sense" so we talked about what that meant.
Austin loves to help. He likes to be the only one to help. Like he will clear the table all by himself or he will "watch" Ben for me. And he does a good job.
Austin has a great imagination. I only enjoy being on the couch when I can nonchalantly listen in on the playing.
Austin says he doesn't like playing soccer. But he does.
Austin likes being a big brother. He can make Ben laugh all the time and is really good about playing with Isaac.
Adam. Adam is my first born. And he acts like it. We remind him all the time, he is not the parent. But he is very responsible. I have had him "babysit" while Jill is getting ready for work upstairs.
Adam likes chores. He says he doesn't but he does. He vacuums. Austin and he clean bathrooms. Today, we had an issue with clothes and some whining. So Adam folded 2 laundry baskets of clothes. He did a great job and wasn't whining (like he was when he got started). And then when Bryan took Austin to soccer practice with Isaac and Ben was napping, he switched laundry, carried laundry up to my room, showered, got clothes ready for school tomorrow and helped clean up dinner.
Adam likes playing soccer.
Adam likes being outside.
Adam learned how to ride a 2-wheeler. And wishes we had more concrete. Like at the old house.
Adam likes being the oldest brother. And he is good at it.
I am impressed with how much Bryan gets done in a day. It is obvious to me since I haven't been able to do very much lately and with moving. I keep thinking things will slow down a little and he can relax a little. But then I remember that he is doing so much, partly because I'm so pregnant. So life isn't going to slow down. If anything, he is going to be even busier with the other kids and soccer just started up again...with 3 of them playing. Life will slow down just as football games start happening, which is what he would prefer anyway :)
Jill is so good. She helps even though she doesn't have to. She watches the boys. She takes them on errands, and sometimes it is one at a time so it's like a special date. She watches stupid shows with me and doesn't make fun of me for watching them. She sometimes takes ALL FOUR BOYS! like the other day, Bryan and I went out and she watched the boys, picked up pizza, had them showered and in bed asleep before we got back.
Me. I get to watch. I get climbed on (I forgot to list that on Ben's stuff). I get heartburn. I limp around. I try to have dinner most days, especially on Jill's work days but sometimes that is a huge challenge. I go to doctor's appts. all. the. time. (it feels like it anyway) Austin reads to me while I'm lying down. Okay, that sounds pathetic. I do more than that. It just feels like not so much since I like doing things for myself and I did vacuum the dining area today after taking the boys to the park and having dinner mostly done (yes, that is me tooting my own horn).