Stuck

Jameson has a knack for getting stuck in weird places.  As you all know, we even had to call 911 thanks to him climbing feet first into his "drain" aka heat vent.  Lately he has surprised with several other "I'm stuck" situations:

Finger stuck in the Red Robin cup...see in the panic in his face.

Not happy.

Daddy to the rescue!

Stuck in the Fred Meyer shopping cart.

He thought this one was funny.

Let's hope this phase passes quickly.  We love our little goofball!

104 Degrees

Seriously?!?  Whenever our kids get sick...whether it be a cold, rash, flu, ear infections, etc. their fevers shoot from 98.6 to 104 in a matter of seconds.  Literally.  Yesterday was a perfect example of this.  Jameson woke up was acting normal and then BAM he yells at Emmett for being mean to him (who was in the other room) and then lays on the couch declaring that, "I DON'T FEEL GOOD!"  I head over to assess the situation and I can feel the heat radiating off his body.  104.3 degrees.  The fever was insisting on making itself nice and comfy so we had to hit with simultaneous doses of ibuprofen and tylenol.  Today?  Fever gone.  Kids puzzle me daily.  

Three Pounds

Three pounds.  The weight of the average brain AND it just so happens to be the exact weight difference between the boys.  At Emmett's double ear infection/pneumonia recheck today he weighed in at 33lbs.  Jameson wanted to see how big he was too and weight in at 36lbs.  A little over two years apart and only three pounds apart in weight.  The nurse thought it was quite amusing.  Their clothes sizes differ a little due to the height difference.  Jameson wears 4T tops and bottoms and Emmett can wear 2T-4T tops and 2T-3T pants...depending on the fit.  No skinny jeans for Emmett!

Oh, and the pneumonia and ear infections had both cleared up.  Whew! 

My Kids are Crazy

While cleaning off my camera I found these pictures from a random day in May.  These kids are nuts!

Jameson.  Can you spot him?

Crazy man.

Stinkface.

Stinkface II.

Stinkface III.

I Eat Dirt.

Well, I don't eat dirt, Emmett does.  He loves to eat dirt.  I try my hardest to keep it out of his mouth but he will sneak off and find it...anywhere.  Grandma Lynn's houseplants, sure he'll eat that dirt too.  Ugh.  It is a disgusting phase that I hope passes...soon.  Warning:  Graphic Dirt Eating Photos Below.

Hmm, what's in here?  I hope it's dirt.

Yep, dirt.

Hey, Mom, there is dirt on my tongue!

Does this dirt beard make me look sexy?

How dare you say no.

Hmm, should I eat this dirt off my hand?

YES!

Swiss Chard

Brooklyn has always been our fruit and veggie girl.  She eats at least an apple a day and would eat an entire watermelon if we let her.  Her newest obsession is Swiss Chard.  Thanks to Papa Dennis, who has a flourishing fruit and veggie garden, Brooklyn is hooked on Chard.  I guess it could be worse.  It is actually a bit of a family tradition.  Word on the street is that my Dad's grandparents used to grow Swiss Chard so he decided to plant some too.  I have tried this Swiss Chard and faked a "yummy" for the sake of the kids...but man it's bitter!  Brooklyn is the only one in our family that will eat it and she would prefer it for breakfast, lunch and dinner.  So, every night, I steam up a portion of Swiss Chard for our sweet angel.  As she will tell you (even strangers), "It's a SUPERFOOD!"

She is also quite smitten with artichokes.  The other night she sat for one hour peeling and eating almost a whole artichoke until she was biting the ends off the tiniest of leaves.  Artichokes are a family affair.  We all love them!  And, you guessed it, they are another SUPERFOOD!

Brooklyn's marathon artichoke eating.

Crazy artichoke face.

Crazy Swiss Chard face.

YMCA Splash Week

This week was the much anticipated (by the big kids) YMCA Splash Week.  It is a week of really, really basic swim "classes" to determine where you might want to place your kids in swim lessons.  It is $10/child...a steal!  I have really dropped the ball on swim lessons and thought this would be a perfect way to see if the kids would even enjoy them.  Turns out they LOVE swim lessons.  I should have known they would be fish, they love baths and the hot tub.

Jameson missed out on most of his lesson because he was too busy bobbing up and down in the water.  Goofing off...surprise, surprise.

Sitting still for one minute.

Swimmin'!

Bobbing!

Sorta creepy.

There he goes!

SO happy.

Boat training.

A little nervous...

Lovin' it!

Brooklyn was super in to it and her teacher was impressed with her progress in a matter of a week.

Patiently waiting for her turn.

Such a cutie.

Showing her true colors.  :)

Oh Geez.

This comes from her soul.

Anxiously waiting for her teacher.

Splashing her classmates.

So, long story short, I will be signing both of them up for swim lessons in the Fall.  Summer classes are WAY too full.  Oh, did I forget to mention how much these half hour classes tuckered them out?!?  Two hour naps each day and they ate lunch without any nagging.  Sigh.  I love swim lessons.

A few outtakes of the kids not so patiently waiting for their turns:

Sooo tired of waiting.

Yelling in the echo-y pool area.

Mad that it isn't her turn.

Trying to get her to laugh.  Fail.

She photo-bombed our picture.

Double photobomb.

If you are thinking, "poor Emmett," I will gladly take you up on your offer to jump in the pool with him for swim lessons.  I honestly think he might be capable of drowning me.  So, I will wait until he can take the class on his own and is a little more independent.  Poor Emmett.  :)