It has taken a couple years, but Hunter has finally collected two helmets and two sets of pads from the local thrift shop. (I think he wanted to be a football player for Halloween just so he could get a set of pads!)
And now he just wants someone to play with.
Bennett is a good sport and his current target, although he doesn’t love football and has a low tolerance for his brother hitting him around. Bennett might be good for a few plays before he’s done with his older brother’s taunting and aggression; he usually knows his limits and is able to walk away before getting too worked up.
Just a little brotherly love.
It was about two minutes after this that someone fell to the ground and the helmet crashed into the wood floors and almost into my entertainment center. I made an executive decision – no helmets in the house!
Life with kids is always an adventure.
As part of the Spanish immersion program Bennett and Cannon are participating in at school, they not only learn the language but they also learn about the culture. Recently, as we were celebrating Halloween, my kids were learning about Día de los Muertos – Day of the dead at school.
A large part of this celebration is an ofrenda. I learned an ofrenda is a home altar with a collection of objects placed on a ritual display during the Día de los Muertos celebration. It usually contains very specific items such as sugar skulls, perforated paper, flowers, pictures/items of loved one who have passed and salt.
Cannon was asked to choose a loved one who has passed and create an ofrenda for them and share it with the class. At their young age, my kids haven’t been close to many who have passed. My grandmother passed away a few years back and although my kids weren’t close to her, (she didn’t live close and my kids only remember her in her aging years) Cannon chose to create an ofrenda for her.
It was a good reminder to me that it’s important to look back. We’re taught to look forward and dream of the future. But looking back at those that have passed can be a very special experience – an opportunity I’m embarrassed to admit I don’t take often enough. I found it hard to describe my grandmother in the two generic sentences the first graders were asked to complete. And it made Steve ask, “How in the world are our grandchildren going to describe us one day?!”
My grandmother had a 99 year, 364 day life and she is summed up on a first grade paper as “Loved watching the hummingbirds outside her window”. I know she was so much more, but it was a good exercise.
I love the idea of taking a day and focusing on family members and friends who are no longer with us – our lives are enriched and molded from those who came before us.
I can’t remember when I purchased this wood – probably mid-September. And it sat on on my bedroom floor for a couple weeks (it was still too hot in the garage and I didn’t want to damage the wood). Here we are almost two months later and I’m still working away on it!
The rate I get building projects done these days is disheartening! I clearly have other priorities right now so I just fit it in when I can.
Sometimes my projects are contained outside and sometimes I need a nice large level surface so my kitchen island becomes a work table. This is what my kitchen island looked like today. I was glueing and clamping and screwing and stain testing.
One day this relatively simple end table will come to life. Until then, I have pieces of it all over my kitchen and patio!
Hallie and I were walking through wal-mart when we came across this cute mustard stripe shirt for Briggs and it was only $4. I grabbed a blue one for Cannon. Before long Hallie was rummaging through the sizes to find one that would fit her.
You can imagine Briggs’ excitement when he realized he had the same exact shirt as his favorite older sister. When he sees Hallie in her shirt he quickly changes to match.
Today I was working out in the yard in a Backyard Taco shirt we picked up at their grand opening recently. Before long, Briggs came running out of the house in a matching Backyard Taco shirt.
Four-year-olds love to be twinsies.
Anyone else wish they were at the beach somewhere…anywhere right about now!? I do!!
I got a call from the school nurse yesterday. In today’s covid world, that is a scary call because if a kid is sent home for sickness, they aren’t allowed back at school unless they get a negative test which takes days.
I was relieved when she said Cannon fell off the swings and hurt his foot and was unable to walk. Not ideal, but not covid!
We usually wait a day or two before heading to a doctor in a situation like this. In Bennett’s broken foot case we waited 10 days because he kept telling us he was okay.
But Cannon was in a lot of pain and waiting a few hours didn’t seem to change that. Not to mention he had a bone on the side of his foot that was protruding out more than usual. We got him in for x-rays and miraculously it wasn’t broken. Seriously strained, but not broken. But could take weeks to heal.
He got wrapped up and sent home and I thought just the idea of knowing it wasn’t broken may help him feel better. But hours after he went to bed he was up in the night crying in pain. This morning he so badly wanted to go to school, but he couldn’t even walk. Not even the slightest of pressure. And when I told him he needed to be able to put a little weight on his foot in order to even get to school he tried his hardest to push through. Ultimately, he was left crying on the couch in pain. So he had a home school day. He watched movies, did puzzles, played games with Briggs and worked on a school project.
I think he realized it’s boring to stay home with mom! We’re both hoping he can make it to school tomorrow.
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