Saturday, September 29, 2007


Ok, I have been having some blogger issues, but the "blogger man" said that they are resolved.

I would post, and then the post would disappear after a few hours. So, this is a test. If this post remains, then I will update.

P.S. Thank you Blogger Man for all your help getting the glitch fixed :)

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Where are the Blue Man Group Auditions?

Even though I don't understand the fascination with the Blue Man Group, I think they could use a Little Blue Man.

We'll need to work on getting better coverage, but I think Barrett has real potential.

(I realize the color looks more green than blue in the picture, but trust me, it was very, very blue.)

Luckily, after Daddy found a new use for the tub tints, he was able to easily rinse it off.

Friday, September 14, 2007

What's the Opposite of Teething?

Teething has been a battle around our house for probably 20 months or so.

Every time I think we're done for a while, one of the boys start the process again.

I was talking earlier today about teething with my friend, Cindy, and I made the same comment I always do, "When I meet God, teething is going to be one of my first 'why' questions I ask Him."

Well, apparently, God was bored today because I think he was listening to my conversation.

So, I will put in writing here that I will no longer question the big man about why He chose to make kids go through teething.

In fact, I'll make him a deal.

If I promise not to question Him about teething, can he let Barrett keep the other 15.75 teeth that he already has?

Yep, Barrett knocked out about a fourth of one of his bottom front teeth today.

He's fine. It apparently didn't even hurt that bad because he only cried for the first two or so minutes after he rammed his face into the couch. I cried longer than he did.

Even though I know that it can't be fixed and that it's "only a baby tooth", we are going to the dentist first thing Monday morning.

Maybe they can at least make it look a little less jagged.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

King Fisher

Fisher thinks he is such a big man lately.

He studies his big brother and wants to do everything he sees Barrett doing. It's amazing how quickly he's figuring things out.
Here are a couple videos of how much he's accomplishing lately.

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Monday, September 10, 2007

Knee Deep in Boogers

Both kids are full of snot.

I do not like constantly wiping noses, but it's better than looking at snot running out of their noses.

If the boogers were contained to only their faces, I think I could live with it, but that's not the case.

There are boogers everywhere.

The shoulder of whatever shirt I wear is covered from Fisher, and Barrett tends to wipe his face on my leg.

The couch needed cleaning because Barrett does a face plant on it when he climbs up.

Fisher managed to cover his teething toys in boogers.

I've had to wash the sheets on both their beds daily for the past three days because of the crusty spots that appear each morning.

Not to mention the loving thank you screams I receive when I try and clean their faces (and hair) when they wake up.

If all the cleaning wasn't bad enough, yesterday, Barrett managed to do something that I never would have predicted.

I was in the kitchen while Barrett and Fisher were playing in the living room. Fisher was in the saucer thing, and Barrett was running around him "singing".

A few minutes passed, and Barrett started to tell me something about a booger.

I didn't really listen to what he said, I just assumed he needed a tissue.

When I started walking to him, he said something about a booger again.

I showed him the tissue, but he said, "No Mommy, Fisher have booger."

I thought he was just pointing out that I needed to wipe Fisher's nose which isn't uncommon for Barrett to do.

So, I said, "Do I need to wipe his nose?"

Barrett said, "No, I put my booger in his nose."

Yep, Barrett picked a booger and stuck it in Fisher's nose.

And I was worried Barrett didn't want to share things with Fisher...

Sunday, September 09, 2007

The School Year Begins

Now that Barrett has been in school for a couple of weeks, I guess I could write about his first day.

We went to meet the teacher the day before school started, and Barrett loved every minute of it.

He walked right into his class and started to play. He actually has two classes this year, one on Tuesdays and Thursdays and then a different one on Fridays. When we went to the second class, he was really excited because Ms. Sheri gave him a stamp and told him that she heard he was lots of fun, but that was not the highlight of his day.

When we were walking down the hall, he saw his favorite person at the school, Ms. Barb, the music teacher. He ran to her and hugged her. She says that he is her "most entertaining" student.

The next morning, Barrett was ready to go to school the moment he woke up.

He was so easy to get dressed, and there was no battle about the shoes. He ate breakfast quick and with no complaints. He was even excited to take pictures with his new backpack and lunch kit.

He was more excited to look in his new backpack. (His brother was curious too.)

I think he was a little disappointed to only find diapers and a change of clothes inside.

When it was time to get in the car, he insisted on wearing the backpack which led to our only fit of the morning.

Barrett just didn't understand why he couldn't wear it in his car seat. He ended up riding to school hugging it in his lap.

Once we got to school, he went right in with no problem. Quite a few of the other kids were crying, and when I leaned in to say I would see him later, he said, "You can leave now."

I guess he was as ready for school to start as I was.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Fisher Meets Larry, the Lollipop Man

Today was a great day for Daddy.

Doug has been begging me forever to get one thing accomplished, and today, I finally gave in.

Fisher is now officially a big boy with a big boy haircut.

We went to see Larry, the same man who did Barrett's and Doug's first haircuts.

Barrett was really excited to go see Larry because he knows that he will get a lollipop.

Since there was a wait for Larry, Barrett had his hair cut first. He was so good and everyone commented about what a great job he did sitting still. I think the sucker had a lot to do with his level of cooperation.

Larry enjoyed telling his five generation story to everyone in the barber shop while we set Fisher up for his haircut.

Fisher was in a great mood, and he loved every minute of the haircut.

He just kept looking at Larry and wanted to look at and hold the clippers.

Fisher was never even scared or upset. He just kept looking around, smiling, and sticking his tongue out. Every time he stuck his tongue out, he would spit trying to get rid of the hair that he caught. I think he was waiting for his sucker too.

He looks like such a big boy now with his haircut.

He laughed and screamed the whole way home with the help of his brother.

I am pretty sure our double haircut outing was a success because as we pulled up to the house, Barrett said, "We go get haircut again?"

Saturday, September 01, 2007

Look, But Don't Touch

Barrett has been really sweet about sharing with his brother lately, and he only has one rule Fisher has to follow.

Fisher can look at any of Barrett's toys, but Barrett doesn't want him to touch them.

Barrett will take toys to show Fisher, but when Fisher reaches for it, Barrett makes this awful squeal noise and runs off with the toy.

I am slowly convincing him that Fisher is allowed to play with his toys, and if he won't share, the toy will go to "timeout". We currently have a mountain of toys on the top of the entertainment center.

Here is a short video of Barrett attempting to share with Fisher.

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Luckily for Fisher, he lost interest in Barrett's reading quickly because Barrett normally stops pushing his hand away from things and hits him on the head by the third or fourth attempt Fisher makes at touching a toy.

Barrett has gotten smart and now likes to play with toys on the couch and coffee table because Fisher can't get to them.

Yesterday, Fisher pulled up on the coffee table.

Barrett's going to have to get a new tactic really soon.

Fisher's Christening

The day after Barrett's birthday party, we had Fisher baptized. I realize this was almost two weeks ago, but things have just been too busy. (I think Fisher now crawling like a pro has made life a lot more complicated!)

It wasn't easy getting everyone up and dressed after a long day of partying the previous day, but we managed to get it together and even had time to take pictures of the boys before they got messy.

We were so lucky to have lots of family there. Nana, Paw, Uncle Ray, Kristin, Aunt Gretchen, Uncle Russell, Tyler, Austin, Papa, Uncle Pat, Cousin Jeremy, Great Grandma, and Great Grandpa were all there a lots of out church family came too!

One of the most special parts for me was that three of the high school girls I work with were a part of the christening. They were some of the first people to meet Fisher, and they even had a hand in naming him, so it was so special to have Taylor, Becca, and Amanda be a part of his baptism.

When Mike put the water on Fisher's head, Barrett said, "Oh, no, Baby's wet." Besides that comment the only thing Barrett was really concerned about was where the balls were. The room the contemporary service is in at our church is the gym he plays in at Mother's Day Out.

Fisher seemed completely unfazed by the whole event, but he did giggle when Mike held him up to show him to the congregation.

After the baptism, we all went to eat lunch and Fisher pretty much slept through his entire celebration which actually made having lunch out really relaxing for me. Well, it was relaxing because he slept and Doug was stuck at the end of the table with all the kids. ;)

After lunch, we came home and played and then both boys crashed for two of the longest naps they've ever taken. Maybe we should have full weekends more often!