2-21-07 A co-worker of Guy's offered to buy our old Toyota van (named "Captain" by 3-year-old Sheridan), so had the non-working vehicle towed to a mechanic. The boys, with their friend, John (the one in the orange), gave a somber salute as Captain was loaded up. The van has been their favorite play place for some time, so they were a sad to see it go. We've promised them a treehouse in exchange. Let's hope we can deliver.
This after-bath shot shows how long Mitchell's hair is getting on top. (4 1/2 months old)
At his 4 month checkup, Mitchell weighed in the 65th percentile and measured in the 93rd. He smiles whenever anyone looks his way and laughs very easily. He's very ticklish and even laughed when the doctor used the stethescope on him. His brothers, however, most admire his burping abilities, which are impressive. Other than that, Mitchell is getting better and better at grabbing, holding, and chewing on things--especially my hair.
I helped Caleb with the tape for this little project, then he turned to his brother and said, "Look, Sheridan! Now I can write with my forehead!" He kept the crayon on most of the day (luckily, we did get the breakfast washed off, though).
The boys used the floor of the basement playroom to invent dinosaur chess (I think we have the meat-eaters vs. the plant-eaters). Apparently it's just like regular chess, except that certain pieces have extra-special powers and it takes most of the game time to determine exactly what they are and who will benefit the most from them. The game actually kept the playroom relatively clean for quite a while.
On Christmas Eve, the boys opened up Christmas pillowcases that I'd made for them. Instead of inspiring a restful afternoon, the pillowcases were immediately commissioned for impromptu sack races around the house. Sigh*
Addie "helps" Marenda play the piano.
