So I put a chain on the pantry door......

Emily hosed them off outside

See the Jane prints

Stories from Jane

This afternoon, Jane told me that the Princesses flew up into the sky and bonked into a cloud.

After bath, I asked her to tell me again about the princesses.  

"Well my friend Gimonty."

"your friend Gimonty?"

"No, my friend Timonty."

"Gimonty?"

"No Ti-mon-tee."

"uh, ok"

"My friend Timontee, she just fwew up into da sky.  And a cwowd just bonked her on the head yike dis."  Then she slaps her head, not hard.

Me: "wow"

"Mom, I don't know about dat story."

"uh, ya, Jane, I don't know about that story, either."

Jane quotes

Backing out of the driveway, Michael was moving his hands but I don't think he said anything.  Jane turns away from him, to the window and says, "I don't yike dat game. You botter me."  I don't like that game, you bother me.  Seriously??  8:30 am?

Michael is going to vacation bible school this week from 9-12.  A little break for us.

Early summer

We got a pool for the backyard.  This year's installment on the temporary pool, $30 from sams.  

There's Michael on his knees.

Watermelon for dinner second day in a row.  Awesome for everyone except Daddy and Maggie.  But they aren't complaining.

Jane was talking into her hand on the swing.  I asked her what was in her hand.  I asked if it was a radio.  "Yes, I mean No, its my timoked."  "Oh, your remote?"  "No, my TI-MOKED."  Oh, ok, my mistake.

Michael was the pushing hero on the swings.

Jane June 5, 2014

Trying to wear panties, today.  She sat on the potty when I told her, several times, often peed.  One of the last times, when I went to check on her, she had peed and got up without her panties and was at the kids table.  I told her to get her panties back on.  She managed some kind of stumble off the table, kicked the potty and it flipped, then spilling the pee all over my bare foot and the carpet.

Later, she comes to my door in that poop crouch.  I rush her to the potty.  We manage to get panties off (with still a small smear in them) and on the potty and all the real poop goes in the potty.  I set the timer for her so I can check the baby.  I return once, she's ok.   I return later, she has gotten off the potty.  The toilet seats are smeared with poop.  She has poop smeared all over her butt so much you would think she never made it to the potty.

Michael and George are doing something near the diaper trash and changing table.  I reprimand Michael for playing with the diaper trash because it's dirty.  Then I try to throw away the poop wipes from Jane and find Michael had locked the lid shut.

All cleaned up, everyone in the room.  I come to my bed to feed the baby again.  Jane comes to the door, dragging her mattress pad and say, "mom, this just come off my bed."  "Ya, probably because you pulled it off!  Go back!"

George came later, clutching his pink angel dolly and a blanket and saying, "my dowee sweepin."

Caleb's First Communion

police officer Michael

Super hero day at the library