I just read a blog by my sister-in-law where she was pursuaded to write about herself rather than her children. Seeing as I am the opposite and rarely write about my children, I will take a moment to do so. Hoping that their cousins (who they love desperately) will read and feel closer to my little monsters of love.
Lemur is rounding out his first year of Public School. He was having trouble listening and obeying the teacher at first, but apparently has gotten the hang of things. He loves science experiments and has made at least one very good friend named Jace. He turned six last Saturday, and we had a big - HUGE - party. I'll post pictures some other time. Lemur burst the pinata, though it had been primed with the help of his super-slugging cousins. It made me miss Mitchell, truth be told.
Lemur has come to love Sonic the Hedgehog, and was so happy when he recieved a 15inch stuffed Sonic for his birthday, he exclaimed, "I think I have enough toys now. You can tell people to buy me other things. I don't need anything else." Basically he found the one thing that will make him happy. So far he and Sonic are inseperable, and he has never taken better care of a toy!
Lemur enjoys writing letters, especially to his cousins. He loves getting letters in the mail. So if you are ever bored of an afternoon, spend ten minutes and 44 cents to tell Lemur a joke: he'll love you forever. And he'll hang it on his wall. And he'll write you back. He reads a LOT better than he lets on, and is finally showing interest in hearing scripture stories. I love teaching him the music in Primary, because it is so rewarding to hear him sing the words, and in tune! He is a bit of a class clown though. I wonder where he gets that?
He and his sister are good friends, and often mortal enemies. Rarely does the day go buy that I don't here the battle cry of "Attack" or the contentious use of the business voice saying "Get out of my room!" And yet, if his sister is crying, he is the first to apologize, or sacrifice to help her be happy again. He hugs her and tries to set up good experiences for her. He's a good big brother, and an excellent communicator. He's also very good a video games.
Rivulet will be three in August and just today decided to show me that she was still in the Terrible Two's. She screamed bloody murder for over fourty minutes because I wouldn't buy her a churro at Costco. I was awful proud of myself, though, because I didn't raise my voice once. I just sang Primary Songs and Hymns to calm myself. It worked. I remember that the last time I did that was over ten years ago. It's too long ago.
Anyway, Rivulet is NORMALLY a wonderful little girl. She recently recieved twin babies and a whole nursery set-up to care for them. She named the babies "LuLu" and "Sammy" and takes very good care of them. She doesn't care for a clean room, and speaks a little Spanish, a little Chinese and very good English. I'm glad to report that she already knows the word "pilfer," just as her brother did. I'm a good mom.
Rivulet has been sick recently which might lead to unpleasentness, but actually has been pretty great for she and I. The other night she was sick to her stomach and we ended up having to take baths. Afterwards (and this was between the hours of two and five in the morning), I braided her hair. I braided my hair. We watched Tinkerbell . . . and then we read Entertainment Weekly together until she fell asleep in my lap. It was actually beautiful. Can't plan a moment like that.
Rivulet loves to be a princess. She loves to be a mommy. She wants a baby sister and a baby brother alternately. Just today Lemur asked when we would be having a baby. They are really growing into their roles as siblings, personalities and all. Both of my kids love bubbles, working and/or playing in the dirt, playing with water, drawing with sidewalk chalk, dogs, birds, swimming, family trips, movies, coloring, and most of all FAMILY. They love everything FAMILY.
I am so greatly enjoying my children!
I'm going through weirdness, so I don't trust myself to share feelings, not wishing to slosh and spew unrestrainedly.
Regardless, there is an update on my wonderful children. Hope it was good stuff, I think it is. Love love love.