Taylor discovered a new train game on his iphone. Quite the hit with him and the kids. I don't mind- I can do the dishes in peach without kids running through the kitchen or ball hurtling into my sink.
And we had a full week of sickies. Ethan has had a lingering cough (which apparently is viral induced asthma which Miles also has) so after a trip to the doctor we got that resolved only to realize that one of them had picked up a nastly flu bug at the doctors office and both Ethan and Miles were sick for 3 days straight. Luckily Ethan is old enough to make it to the toilet or a bucket at least (hallelujah) and Miles only ever threw up in his crib (yeah again since sheets are easy to wash). Unfortunately they both had other yucky projectile symptoms that I will spare you the details of but let's just say a whole new experience for me and very gross. I"m grateful for disposable diapers though! Don't know how my mother did it.
It was cute to see the 2 sickies hanging out together. Anywhere Ethan would lay down Miles would crawl over and climb up next to him. Of course then he'd lean back and use Ethan as his personal recliner which Ethan didn't much appreciate but you know it was cute while it lasted.
And I taught Joyschool twice. So cute to see them all get along and luckily we had enough train tracks to spread out and enough trains so everyone got some. One of the lessons was on manners and using kind words like please, thank you, etc. So playing with trains with this many boys was a good way for them to practice. "please can I have that train" "thank you for moving your train out of my way" Okay so they weren't that polite, but it was easy for me to remind them to use these words while they were playing and they seemed to catch on a little.
And now that winters in full swing (we had our first blizzard last night) we've been trying to take advantage of any nice weather we get. Isaac's joyschool ends at 12:00 and Ethan's spanish school starts at 12:30 so we have time to drive from one to the other and usually have a little time to spare. When it's nice we try to stop and feed ducks. Okay so it's more like throw birds and ducks and then chase them around, but you know they're getting the bread either way. They're just getting pestered by little boys too.
Poor Miles doesn't really appreciate this schedule we keep. He often misses his morning nap because I'd rather shop with just him while Isaac and Ethan are at school and then there's all the pickup and dropoff in the middle of the day. This picture was taken on one of those days. His poor eyes are just begging to be laid down in his crib. Luckily he loves watching the ducks get chased around and he enjoys snagging the bread out of my hands to eat it himself.
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