Monday, October 26, 2009

The Kate

She's a chef

She's an artist

She's a Jackson

She's a plumber?

She's . . . someone who stands up while riding horses . . . a rodeo queen?
She's (as Olivia says) a cutiepants.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Saying their parts

I told my mom I'd record these two practicing their parts for the Primary Program we had on Sunday.
Jackson says, "I can help my family bake food. When I am playing, I can give Katelyn some of my toys to play with." Then, you can see how he really feels.

Friday, October 16, 2009

Preschool, sports class, only mom to play with

Here's Jackson on the first day of preschool. He didn't want a picture, he wanted to get to preschool. He's closing his eyes, but still saying cheese for me. He made sure to wear his favorite shirt. It's faded and old, but it's his kung fu tiger shirt, and so, favorite.


He is also taking a beginner sports class. (Actually "Lil' Tweeker Sports" is the name, but I don't always like to say that). So far they've done track, t-ball, and bike rodeo. Here's Jackson in the lead. Did I crop another kid out of this picture to make it look like he's in the lead? No. (That was another picture I did that to). Did he cut a couple cones to get into the lead? Maybe.
Every day, Jackson and I have about 3 hours together while Katelyn sleeps and Olivia's at school. He wants to play "talking cars" about every day, but I have a hard time getting into that for long. Or he gets his "guys" and gives me my "guys" and says it's time to start the game. I'm supposed to make them talk, but apparently I'm not too good at that either. "Mom, that guy's actually not funny." Every day he tells me has a really good surprise to tell me: "It's _______'s real birthday party today!" (a different stuffed animal each time). Today it was duckie's real birthday party. So he got a gift bag and my job was to help pick some of his toys to be the presents. As I find some, he says "Ducky doesn't like that toy. Or that one. Or that one."
Anyone have some more ideas on what to do together when you don't have the imagination of a four-year-old? (This doesn't make me sound very fun - he does like to play with me - sometimes).