Monday, May 26, 2014
Filed Under (Keeping Boys Busy)

So, I found this awesome blog post with fizzy sidewalk paint. How great for my boys! Outside, paint, mess, and science fizzing. I set to work one lovely morning!

The recipe called for 1 box of baking soda, 1/2 cup of corn starch, and warm almost hot water to get the thickness. I put a bit of water in, too thick. A bit more, still a thick paste. A little bit more….super thin. What? Oh well. Poured it into a few cups, added food coloring, and set the boys loose.

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It became immediately evident that it was too thin, as anything they painted was a slightly tinted wet spot. But hey, they were having fun.

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Once the painting fun wore off, I filled up a squirt bottle with about 1/4 water and 3/4 vinegar. I took it out to test spray…and the end of the bottle that makes it spray like we need instead of a thin squirt is missing. What? Ugh. Ok, so we’ll squirt and get some fizz. And we did. A teeeny, tiny bit where they painted, because duh, very little baking soda made it into the paint they were using.

So, I improvised. I stirred up the paints I could find (um, where did the red go?) and dumped them.

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There’s the fizz! Danny sat amazed. Bubbles! Fizz fizz!

Eric made like a 7 year old boy.

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“Mom! I’m peeing on it!”

So it wasn’t a total bust at least. I went to bring Andrew over so he could see the bubbles.

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Hey, there’s the red paint!

Eric then ran out of vinegar and salvaged the experiment in his own way. “It’s sort of like that Oobleck we made at school! I’m going to write my name.”

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All in all, they had some fun on a beautiful morning. Just another Pinterest project that does not turn out anything like it should.

If you want to learn how this project is really supposed to go, you can find it at the Kids Activity Blog. I’ll be trying more Pinterest finds all summer… Feel free to come back and see how they turn out!

Sunday, May 25, 2014
Filed Under (Life in General)

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Playing with others has never been high on Danny’s list of things to do – nor has it come easily to him. He loves his brothers like nothing else, though, and wants to play with them…even when he doesn’t know how.

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There is a lot of fighting, a lot of mine not yours. He loves to steal toys and hide them from Andrew, to run up and hit Eric will force to get him to play.

Buy when it clicks, it’s beautiful. Like this spinner at the playground down the way. They spent a full 10 minutes, the big ones taking turns spinning each other and laughing uproariously.

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Moments like these are what it’s all about.

Monday, April 28, 2014
Filed Under (Life in General)

“Here you go, Mommy,” Andrew said with his ting 2 year old voice, setting the trowel down beside me. I smiled brightly down at him. “Scooping.”

“Thank you, Andrew!” I exclaimes, and he grinned back.

“Welcome, Mommy! Bye bye!” He trundled off and hopped into his little plastic car. Shutting the door, he turned the key, cranked over his shoulder, backed up a little, then “drove” away.

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It was a moment, a flash, of the future to come. Today, he went about 4 feet, but it looked so real…and one day, crazy enough, it will be.

But today, I’ll just enjoy the littleness of him.

Monday, April 21, 2014
Filed Under (Life in General)

The language that Andrew is so easily able to pick up and master no less than amazes me. I totally have to watch what I say, because he WILL pick it up. Like today.

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“No, Danny! Stop it stop it! No push! 3, 2, 1, outside!”

Think I count down a little when someone isn’t listening? Yeah, just maybe.

Sunday, April 20, 2014
Filed Under (Life in General)

Yes, we are alive.

See?

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And BIG!

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Our annual Easter egg hunt at our house was an amazing success. The boys were all so excited to go outside first thing in the morning, and the weather cooperated quite nicely.

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Eric (now 7, sheesh) was the most excited, of course. We made him wait at first so his brothers could search, and he had almost as much fun helping them as he did looking for himself. He was pointing out eggs and whispering hints and standing beside eggs saying, “Nope, no eggs around here!” to try to get them to come look. When we finally let him at it, he started strong, but quickly started getting too excited to notice things…like the egg right beside him. Of course, we made him pose before we pointed out it was just right there.

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Danny, 6 and still a bundle of perpetual motion, split his time between looking for eggs and chasing all the morning birds. He colored his own eggs this year, including fishing them out, and did a great job of it. Hunting he was less skilled at, and after seeing Andrew’s success, opted to follow Andrew around and then steal his eggs once the little brother found them. Devious little dude.

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And Andrew, oh Andrew. He ran all over the yard with glee. “Mommy! Find eggs!” “Ok, find it Daddy!” “Oh! There it is! Eggs!” He was incredibly good at finding them too, finding a few Eric had passed right over, and was delighted by the fact. When he found the second to last egg, Eric rushed over and asked, “Andrew, can you please give that one to me?”

“No! Andrew’s eggs!”

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He certainly has learned to stick up for himself.

Happy Easter!

Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Filed Under (CMV & Special Needs)

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Bit by bit, we are learning how to communicate at a level that truly amazes me with Danny. As his reading grows, he is becoming empowered… He needs to work on writing still, but come on, he’s only 5… The stuff we are seeing now really makes me believe he will be fully communicative with an assisting device in time.

Until then, our house is becoming full of white boards, chalk boards, and scraps of paper.

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Today, it was the bath. I put him in and he just wanted to stand and cry in the corner. “All done bath! I want all done bath!” Usually he’s fine with the bath these days, so it threw me off. I did a quick clean on him, he refused to help, and once he was out and dressed I asked him to come over to the board. I read the question and handed him the pen, and he answered.

Months ago, I would have been left in the dark. Now, he can tell me. I asked him if he could tell me what he was scared of, and he looked at me sadly. “No.” So I started asking questions, yes or no, and a few in I found it: “Was it scary because of the new shower in the bath?” “Yes!”

Change is scary, I know this – I had anticipated, for instance, him struggling when we got the new car – but I never even thought of something as small as a shower head. Not sure what I’m going to do other than power through and take it slow until he gets used to it.

Of course, that makes me feel all sorts of great about him going to a new school with a new schedule and new teachers in 3 weeks.

Any advice on how to get him ready?