Friday, March 27, 2015

Family pictures

My sweet cousin took some Christmas pictures for our family.  
The top picture of all of us, and the bottom picture of the three kids are the two I printed out for the wall, which are side by side.  I didn't notice anything funny at first.  And probably you never would notice either, except I'm gonna tell you.  The top picture was my favorite of most of us, but Felicity was making a weird face, and I was lamenting that I couldn't use it for my Christmas card.  My cousin worked some photoshop magic, and face swapped Felicity's face from another picture.  But now, the two pictures I blew up and hung side by side have exactly the same Felicity in both.  Haha!!  But no one will ever notice...probably.

Charlie is seven

How can my first little baby be seven years old??  I don't know where the years have gone.

Charlie is such a sweet boy.  He is a friend to everyone at school.  When new kids move into his class, I get an update from the teacher, because I communicate with the parents occasionally as room parent.  I have asked him about the new student, and he assures me he always invites the new kids to play with him, or if he ever sees classmates sitting alone, he invites them to play.

Charlie is a good big brother.  He and Felicity fight a lot.  But he really loves her.  Hannah, however, he worships.  He would do anything for that baby, I suspect.  He does frequently remind me though, that he has ENOUGH BABY SISTERS and he would like a baby brother, please.  Today he actually specified that he would like a baby brother this year, please.

He is a good reader.  He has to read several books from class each day (4-5), which he does, but he is quick to read to a sister when I need everyone out of my hair for a few minutes.  I grabbed a couple of books to put in Easter baskets a few nights ago when Greg and I were out shopping alone for once, and Charlie had somehow found the bag before dawn the next morning, and came running in to ask if he could start reading it.  We have read the kids a few chapter books (some Roald Dahl, a couple American Girls books, and the first Boxcar Children), but this (The Magic Treehouse) is the first chapter book he has been reading on his own, and of course that always makes a mama proud.

Charlie loves apples, graham crackers, and buying school lunches.  I always tried to fight him to pack a lunch, but guys, I have given up.  It is just not expensive enough for me to deal with.  I am ashamed.  But not enough to pack lunches.  Also, random side note, Charlie mostly won't eat at anyone else's house than mine.  Once a week while he is at the babysitter's because I am working, he stays hungry after school until I come home, at which time he throws himself at my feet and proclaims starvation.

He got a two-wheel scooter for his birthday, which is his pride and joy, along with his kendama (the random toy of the moment, which he and his sister hosted a lemonade and cookie stand to earn the money to buy).

This boy is just adored by all of us.  Happy 7th birthday, sweet boy!

Thursday, March 26, 2015

Charlie - misc. pictures

A few months ago, (it's really been a while, because it was when I was still Charlie's primary teacher at church, and I haven't been since October) we had a church lesson about each person having individual talents.  I asked the kids to draw a picture of their talent.  Charlie drew himself singing.  I thought it was pretty cute that he selected that as his talent.

 Charlie lost his first tooth right after Thanksgiving.  He had been waiting for this day foreeeeever.  His second tooth followed a couple weeks after, and he is working on tooth number three right now.  He reminds me often that his dentist "promised" it was coming out soon.
 Another first: first black eye.  We went to cousins' house, and there was a trampoline collision.  The pictures don't really do it justice, it was really impressive.
 At Thanksgiving, I did a church activity where all the children put feathers of what they were thankful for on Teddy the turkey, and we incorporated their thanks into a song.  Charlie's thankful feather was for "Jesus" and the creative spelling cracked me up.  He is still a fairly creative speller... but he gets pretty good scores on his spelling tests, so I'm not gonna worry about it.
 I don't know if this technically counts under the "Charlie" section, but maybe.  I am the "room parent" for his classroom, so kinda.  I did a little pinteresting, and found a cute idea for the Christmas card from Charlie's class to his sweet teacher.  I went in and got all the thumbprints.  Along with a gift card to a spa (the parents in the class were extremely generous), this is what she got as a Christmas present.  I was really proud of how it turned out.

 There was a 1 mile run at Charlie's school, and both the big kids participated.  (Most of the kids had, say, their parents running with them.  But Greg had to work, and I wasn't about to run around with a bunch of children who could school me.  So I cheered from the finish line.  Find out how that went in the post about Felicity.)  He did really well!  He was actually one of the first few to finish.  He isn't very competitive, something I am NOT really worried about fixing, and so to see him get so "eye of the tiger" was entertaining, and sweet.  He carried the medal around for three days and told everyone he met that he was in a race and he got a medal.
 We have lived in the area since I was pregnant with Charlie, and we had never once gone to the Mormon Battalion memorial museum, which is just a little drive from the house.  We do NOT know what took us so long!  It was amazingly fun.  Charlie got to dress up as a soldier, and the whole experience was fabulous.  My children were absolutely riveted.