Norah's manners

I thought I did a post about this, but maybe I didn't. I'll type it out again. A few months ago Norah was trying to learn to use her manners. Please note that she always called it "musing" instead of using. I thought that was cute.

• One day she wanted to watch tv. She screamed at me "Mommy. I want the tv on!" I told her she had to wait a few minutes and she yelled "I want the tv on NOW PLEASE!! I am musing my manners!"
• At dinner one night I was trying to teach the kids not to put their elbows on the table. I was trying to tell them about table manners. Norah heard the word manners and immediately chimed in "I'll leave my elbows on the day please". According to her as long as you say please you are using your manners.
• And my personal favorite--- I was telling Mason where to find his shin guards for the soccer game. Norah kept interrupting saying "Mason, Mason, MASON!". I told her she was interrupting and she said "But I'm going to muse my manners." I told her to go ahead and she said in a very polite voice "Mason I really like your balls". She was talking about his soccer balls that were laying by the door. I still laugh every time I think about it.

Need an Update

Wow! I can't believe I haven't made a blog post since April. It doesn't seem like it's been that long. This summer sure is flying by. We've had so much going on and many funny kids moments. I'll have to remember some of my favorites and go back and blog about them.

I couldn't resist

Yesterday Mason ran into a pole at recess and busted his lips and hurt his teeth. He explained to me that this happened by playing a game at recess. Him and 2 of his friends took turns closing their eyes and having the others tell them where to walk. When it was Mason's turn they didn't tell him to turn quick enough and he ran into a pole.

At dinner he made a comment that he was going to try his best to live as long as he can. I couldn't resist and told him "you better stop closing your eyes and walking into poles". Levi and Wesley thought I was hilarious, but Mason didn't. He gave me evil looks the rest of the night.

Is Wesley really that hard to say?

I remember when Wesley was born and Mason was about 3 years old. No matter how hard he tried, Mason could not say "Wesley". He would say Wes-a-wee or Wes-a-ley or Wes-ee, but never Wesley.

Norah is now having the same problem, but she calls him Lesley. We get her to say Wes and other W sounds, but she can't say Wesley. We tell her "wa-wa-Wesley" and she says "wa-wa Lesley". The other day she asked me "Where is my bubba Wa-Lesley?". She that is what she calls him now "Wa-Lesley".

I don't remember Wesley ever having problems saying his own name. I wonder why it was so hard for the other 2 kids. Wesley alway gets very upset when certain members of the family pronounce his name Wezley instead of Wesley. I really didn't think it would be a difficult name.

Bullies, Guitars, and Vampires- Oh My!

Mason had a rough day at school yesterday and I received a call from his teacher. I'm glad she cares enough to inform me about what is happening. I won't get into the details, because it's really hard to deal with bullies, but I'm glad my kid is not the bully.

Anyway, he was very upset and emotional when I dropped him off for guitar lessons. When I picked him up and we got back in the car he said "I feel better after I play my guitar". I'm glad he has at least one way to work out his frustrations.

Then we went to Fareway and were getting some meat from the meat counter. He looked at the bloody steak and said "Who would want to eat bloody meat?". I said "Not me but lots of people like to eat meat that still has a little blood on it". He said "What, like Vampire people?". I thought it was hilarious and told him "No, just regular people". He still thought it sounded gross.

lack of updates

Sorry for the lack of updates lately. Rather than being cute and funny, my kids have decided to be mean and naughty. They are still cute though.

Another musical child

We always feel kind of bad that we never sign Wesley up for anything because he never shows any interest. The other day I went through a whole list of choices: soccer, t-ball, art classes, tae kwando, swimming, etc. He said no to everything, but then said "I think I want to play the violin". If you know Wesley, can you picture him playing the violin? I know he is kind of wild, but he is constantly talking about music. The other day he told me his brain is like a library, but instead of shelves of books, the shelves are songs and play in his head all day long. (So cute)

The place where Mason takes guitar lessons has a violin, but they said they could only teach him the very beginning basics. I am currently asking around to see if anywhere in town can teach a left-handed, wild, 5 yr old how to play the violin. I really hope we find somewhere. This is so exciting.