Showing posts with label Superman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Superman. Show all posts

Monday, August 20, 2012

Meet the Students

This week, iHN is hosting a “Meet the Students” round up.  Last week I missed out on the share your classroom because:
1.  My classroom didn’t change from last year
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2.  It was so messy I didn’t want to share it. [I briefly thought about reposting pictures from last year, but didn’t].  And Mom before you email me, it’s only about an hours work to get it fixed, it just hasn’t risen to the top of my things I desperately want to do list.
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3.  I want to rearrange it, again.  You know for the millionth time.
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But, I love to brag on my kids.  I do it all the time.  So here they are from oldest to youngest.
Superman
Superman loves to play with Legos.  He’s taken to carrying around his box of Legos with him everywhere, you know, in case he doesn’t have anything to play with.  He loves to play with his brother and on Lego video games. Superman is going to work with his Daddy when he grows up and be a programmer, then he’ll come home and work on making things.
Batman
Batman is all of 2 minutes younger than his brother.  He’s my idea kid.  Batman always has a plan for something to do, and he wants to go and do it now.  Right now he wants to be an inventor when he grows up, but he’s not sure if that’s all he wants to do.
Princess
Princess is all girl.  She loves to play horses and “family,” and loves to be right in the thick of things.  You’ll frequently hear her crying out “Brothers” as she wanders through the house looking for them.  She’s my social butterfly and is 5 going on 13.  Start saying prayers for me, because when she hits 13, watch out.  She’s never going to give in to peer pressure, but she might be the one who leads the kids in a hair brained scheme.  When Princess grows up she’s going to do something with her brothers, but she doesn’t know what.  “There’s just so many things to do Mommy.”

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Aren’t my kiddos adorable?

Come back next week and if I’m feeling brave I’ll show you a day in our life………..  Of course that requires I’m organized and actually write down what we do………..

Friday, March 16, 2012

My Memories of the boys’ party

I posted earlier my quick tips for our Carnival Party.  It was an exciting adventure, you see it was supposed to be an outside party, but this is what it looked like outside.

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Yes, that is standing water.  And it was raining pretty hard that day.  So plans changed, and we scrapped some games that REQUIRED being outdoors (archery), and generally changed plans.

 

That morning we iced the cake.

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No one will ever pin these cakes as examples to decorate, but that wasn’t my goal.  It was to let my kids have a blast decorating.

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When all the kids got here we started decorating, I wish I’d thought to get a picture of all the kids waiting to head upstairs.  I was practically mobbed.

 

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My sister in law kindly agreed to paint faces, didn’t she do an amazing job on that butterfly?

 

Everyone was quite happy.  The boys loved their presents.

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And afterwards it was a “leisurely” afternoon of putting together legos.

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Well, for the boys.  The Girl spent the afternoon playing with my secret weapon of little doggies for the afternoon.

 

And next week, I will hopefully return to a more normal posting schedule, but we took an impromptu Spring Break this week when I discovered we were having an inside party.

Monday, March 5, 2012

Superman and Batman are SEVEN!

How did they get SO OLD?

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But, you know what?

 

I wouldn’t trade a moment of it.  Okay, maybe some moments…….

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Guess what my boys are starting?

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They might be a little excited about this.  And by a little, the day they started they spent all day asking “Is it time yet?”

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Beware the salad monsters

Saying my boys like salad would be an understatement.  The little bandits are quite sneaky about it, or not so sneaky.

 

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It started with a simple invade Daddy’s salad, and eat it all.  Then they started reaching across to mine…….

 

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We gave in and gave them the last scraps in the bowl and that’s when the true fiendishness started.  TWO FORKS APIECE, and then Batman upped the ante with THREE FORKS.

 

Only problem is it’s not super effective for actually getting the food to your mouth.

Friday, August 5, 2011

Superman lost his first tooth!

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And boy is he excited about it.  It took almost an hour for him to stop looking in the mirror every two minutes.  Batman is almost as excited as Superman, and he had to show off the tooth.

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He and Batman both slept on Batman’s bed last night so the tooth fairy would have easy access to get to his tooth.  Aren’t they cute.

Friday, July 15, 2011

I got a new little brother in Christ!

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Last night at the Backyard Bible Club in my neighborhood Superman prayed to Jesus and asked Him to come into his heart.  As you can imagine Jeff and I are very excited about this.

 

It was an interesting conflux of events.  He’d asked the teens some questions earlier in the week, but hadn’t been ready to pray then, saying “He wanted to think about it.”

 

Last night she followed up with him asking him what he was thinking and if he wanted to pray with her.  He did, and so they did.

 

I feel fairly safe in saying this is a genuine conversion from both his ability to explain it, and his willingness to tell other people about it.  He told her, my Mom, a couple of other people, and then his grandparents on the phone.  I could still be wrong and it could be an example of him knowing the right answers, but it doesn’t feel that way.

 

He’s been carrying the Bible he got from them around ever since.

 

The bad part came when his brother and sister saw he got a Bible and they didn’t.  Oh the tears, the tears.  It was only alleviated by our giving them Bibles…….  Which luckily we have a few dozen on hand.

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