Take me to Borders!

Borders is closing and Tate has so badly wanted to go up there and get Mad Libs for our road trip. I finally caved and also told him he could get a little book for himself to read in bed. He loves to get books where he can learn about things. He was beside himself with excitement over this book! It is very very graphic but I think that was what sold him!

You are faster!

Fisher was telling me about the food Marta used to make and how it was all yummy! I asked him if he liked the food I made for him and his answer was you are faster! Did not get that ringing endorsement I was looking for! lol

Twists!!!!

Finally Fisher got his hair done in twists! It looks so cute and he is so so happy! I am hoping it looks this cute tomorrow!

Pain

This breaks my heart. EB wrote this this morning!

Tonsils!

Today EB and Tate go their tonsils out. This is the 2nd surgery they have had together. They got tubes and their adenoids out when they were much younger.

Who can resist how cute they look cuddled in the chair waiting for surgery.

Tate was not too sure of this!

When he said goodbye he refused to smile for the camera!

EB watching some TV and waiting for her turn! She was such a good patient.

Tate recovered really quick and I enjoyed the 10 minutes he wanted to cuddle with me!

Only Tate would ask to see his tonsils after they came out and then proceeded to watch a youtube video of the actual operation. He LOVED this part the best!

EB was all snuggles!

Waiting here for mommy to get the car for them!

Easy Rider

On Fisher's fist day home, an unseasonably warm St. Patrick's day, we bought him a bike. I took him to the lot near our house with all the other kids and started teaching him to ride a 2-wheeler. No, you won't find this idea in The Connected Child, or any of the thousands of books and blogs on attachment. It's not our first time off script, won't be our last, but given how well things are going, I'd say he wasn't too traumatized.

Well it's been really, really busy since then and we just haven't gotten around to lesson no. 2. Not that Fisher hasn't been pestering me, it just hasn't happened. Finally, on Wednesday, we found ourselves with time and no reason not to go, so I said "yes"and brought the children over to the lot for some bike riding.

Apparently, Fisher had been practicing on the sly because it took about 30 minutes for this to happen:



Then, of course, this happened:



But, you know what they say about falling off a bike:



Today we had lesson no. 3, and he started riding like a pro. Well, that is until he had a head-on collision with a five year old on training wheels. He knocked her to the ground but everybody was OK, including the girl's (understandably) hysterical mom. I explained this was only his second time on a bike and she apologized for yelling at him. Here he is tooling around like a champ: