A whole lot of catching up

FIRST DAY OF KINDERGARTEN!




The big day finally came! Tyler is finally a big boy. The week before school started he got a little nervous and decided he wanted to stay home with me forever, even if he was "breaking the law!" But once the day came, he woke up somewhere around 6:00 in the morning just to make sure he wasn't late. It was great though because it gave me plenty of time to make him a special breakfast and get myself ready for the walk to school. He loves his teacher and his best friend is in his class so that made it even better. The next day he was excited until he realized we were walking again and not going on the bus "with all his friends." Needless to say, I wasn't his favorite person for a couple of days until we got him signed up and on the bus with everyone else. He thinks he is so big now. I guess I'm not much of a mushy mom either because it has really turned out nice for all of us so far. It amazes me how quiet things are around here while he is at school. Zach has really missed him, but it has given us a lot of time together, and they are even better friends when Tyler gets home.














MY THREE YEAR OLD IS A HILLBILLY!















I know the picture is kind of out of control, but this was the best one I could get of him smiling. A couple of weeks ago I took the kids to Rigby Lake. We all had a great time, but on the way home Zach started acting like he didn't feel very good. He took 2 naps that afternoon so I figured it was the real thing. When he woke up the 2nd time his whole upper lip was fat. He was crying and saying it hurt so we gave him some tylenol to take the pain away and hopefully make the swelling go down. I didn't think it was much of an emergency so I hoped it would go away during the night or we could wait it out to take him to the doctor the next morning. Well, he was up all night crying and miserable and when morning came it was a little worse. I took him to the doctor but he couldn't find anything more than we could. No bruise, bump, sore, cut...only a fat lip. He figured it was probably an allergic reaction to something he put in his mouth at the lake, sent me to the store for Benadryl and told me to keep an eye on it. Well, a half hour later, I was dishing up the medicine and took a look.....where nothing had been was now a sick looking purple and yellow bubble above his tooth! So I hauled him back to the doctor, he sent me to the dentist, they x-rayed him, wiggled his tooth, and gave me the look. I knew it was coming. I guess he bumped his mouth a few days before and knocked it loose enough that it got infected. So I had the choice of a root canal with a 50 % chance of losing it anyway, or letting them yank it right then and there. He was in a lot of pain, but was super brave and 5 minutes later we were on our way home with a bloody mouth, bawling boy and a tiny blue treasure chest filled with the longest baby tooth I've ever seen. He was upset, but ok until the next morning when the tooth fairy left him "five monies." That was great, until he realized the tooth was gone. He was so mad the tooth fairy took it away because he wanted to show it to his Uncle Spencer. So we made a phone call to the tooth fairy and she delivered it back to the house just for him. Good thing he is a cute kid because he's going to have that crazy little smile for a long time!
















FLAG FOOTBALL RULES!

Tyler started flag football last week and is having a blast. He is the youngest kid on the team and is pretty clueless on what is going on, but he loves it. He gets a funny little run that he has been practicing because it makes him super fast. They have 2 games a night so his attention lasted through about half of the first game. After that he was more interested in having a kicking war with another kid on the team, or randomly running to the sideline to give one of us a hug. At least we know he loves us and he was happy. Oh, and at the end of any place where one of his teammates would grab a flag he would give the "rock on" hand signs, or play his air guitar...in case you were wondering what he's trying to do in the last picture. He is such a funny kid and is so fun to watch. Zach loves going to the practices and kept trying to go and play with him during the game. He did score a touchdown right at the end on about a 1/2 yard run but it made his day. Summer was great, but it has been nice to get back into another busy routine over the last couple of weeks. I just don't think it has quite set in yet that this will be our lives for about the next 22 years...............

They're off!

So after two months of Zach begging me to take his training wheels off so he could "kick dust like his brother" I finally had Eli do it. Both of us were sure he'd be putting them right back on since he is only three, but to our surprise the little fart took right off. There was no fear! At least from him. We just watch him tear down the street and whip around like it was nobody's business, just waiting for him to wipe out on the turn. It took him a few minutes to figure out how to get on by himself but by the next afternoon he looked like he had been riding without the training wheels forever. He is such a fearless kid. Now the biggest problem we have is that he thinks everyday he is in the x games. He wiggles his bike back and forth and him and Tyler built a jump on our sidewalk out of a log and a piece of plywood. He just can't seem to get enough air. So they build it as high as it will go, and now he thinks it's a good idea to try and kick his legs out from behind him as soon as he's airborn. Somehow, he has managed to get them back down before he lands and hasn't crashed yet. I know it's coming...the gravel in the chin, the compound fracture to the forearm. He is just happy that he can do huge jumps and ride his bike in the empty lot across the street without getting high centered on his training wheels anymore...and oh yeah...now he can go super SPEED!