Sometimes, he'd be in the hallway too.... too tired to make it to his bed... or take off his sweaty helmet- comfy!
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Tired boy
Dallin still needs his naps. Summer was busy and lots of days, we'd be outside playing and would loose all track of time... it was never a surprise to come inside and find Dallin like this:
Sometimes, he'd be in the hallway too.... too tired to make it to his bed... or take off his sweaty helmet- comfy!
Sometimes, he'd be in the hallway too.... too tired to make it to his bed... or take off his sweaty helmet- comfy!
Water water everywhere
The heat of summer came fast- and we loved spending time in the water- my boys are all water babies- Bryson and Dallin have always loved the water, and Eli learned to love it this past summer.
We took swim lessons this year... it was Bryson's 2nd year and Dallins first- they both did great- both their teachers were so impressed with the lack of fear either of them has with putting their face in the water- Dallin especially- as his teacher would bring him around the pool with him kicking, he would hold his face in the water and come up with a smile on his face every time- it was too cute. Unfortunately, our lessons were at 9am and the water was not real warm some mornings-
Bryson especially loved jumping off the diving board at the end of each day.
And what would summer be without going to the lake? Bryson is still 'all talk' when it comes to wake boarding, but he gave it a good shot.
Nothing says summer like a little watermelon... this kid will eat the watermelon, rind and all if left to his own devices.
We took swim lessons this year... it was Bryson's 2nd year and Dallins first- they both did great- both their teachers were so impressed with the lack of fear either of them has with putting their face in the water- Dallin especially- as his teacher would bring him around the pool with him kicking, he would hold his face in the water and come up with a smile on his face every time- it was too cute. Unfortunately, our lessons were at 9am and the water was not real warm some mornings-
Bryson especially loved jumping off the diving board at the end of each day.
And what would summer be without going to the lake? Bryson is still 'all talk' when it comes to wake boarding, but he gave it a good shot.
Nothing says summer like a little watermelon... this kid will eat the watermelon, rind and all if left to his own devices.
Kindergarten!
Bryson's long awaited first day of kindergarten finally came. His excitement was only slightly dampened by the fact that he doesn't get to ride the school bus since we live too close to the school.
He was up and dressed with his bed made and READY TO GO! at 6:45am. Ya- I wasn't. But he was content to get to play until it was time (finally).
His teacher is so great. You can just tell she genuinely loves what she does- and she's great at it. She's constantly sending home fun things to involve the parents.
There were so many parents all taking pictures the first few minutes, it was kinda comical. And that was that. There certainly were no tears on his part, I wasn't sure how I would react, I mean, I was sure I wouldn't cry when he was born, but ended up sobbing like a baby... but as I left him at his school, I couldn't cry because I was so excited for him. Maybe it would have been different if he were emotional....
The second day of school he was up and dressed with his bed made again by 6:45am. We had a little talk *grin*. We rode bikes to school, so I hung out for a little while and watched him on the playground, making sure he knew where to go when the bell rang... and he did just fine....
It wasn't until the third day (after he woke up at a decent time *phew*), when I drove him to school and dropped him off... and he ran a little ahead of my car, and then stopped and turned around with a big grin and waved before getting lost in a sea of kids on the playground, that I got emotional. I sat there in the car, watching him struggle on the monkey bars as ten other kids wrestled their way across, going in every direction- at one point, he got bumped so he was holding on with only one hand- and I remembered how just a few weeks earlier when we played on the same playground and he slipped and was holding on with only one hand, how afraid he was of falling, and how much he needed my help... and now, here he was, struggling to hold on with one hand... but he swung his other arm up and reached with all he had to grab a hold with his other hand- and eventually make it across to the other side. Ya, that pretty much did it, and I cried all the way to where ever it was I had to go.
He was up and dressed with his bed made and READY TO GO! at 6:45am. Ya- I wasn't. But he was content to get to play until it was time (finally).
His teacher is so great. You can just tell she genuinely loves what she does- and she's great at it. She's constantly sending home fun things to involve the parents. |
| All lined up, ready for class... |
There were so many parents all taking pictures the first few minutes, it was kinda comical. And that was that. There certainly were no tears on his part, I wasn't sure how I would react, I mean, I was sure I wouldn't cry when he was born, but ended up sobbing like a baby... but as I left him at his school, I couldn't cry because I was so excited for him. Maybe it would have been different if he were emotional....The second day of school he was up and dressed with his bed made again by 6:45am. We had a little talk *grin*. We rode bikes to school, so I hung out for a little while and watched him on the playground, making sure he knew where to go when the bell rang... and he did just fine....
It wasn't until the third day (after he woke up at a decent time *phew*), when I drove him to school and dropped him off... and he ran a little ahead of my car, and then stopped and turned around with a big grin and waved before getting lost in a sea of kids on the playground, that I got emotional. I sat there in the car, watching him struggle on the monkey bars as ten other kids wrestled their way across, going in every direction- at one point, he got bumped so he was holding on with only one hand- and I remembered how just a few weeks earlier when we played on the same playground and he slipped and was holding on with only one hand, how afraid he was of falling, and how much he needed my help... and now, here he was, struggling to hold on with one hand... but he swung his other arm up and reached with all he had to grab a hold with his other hand- and eventually make it across to the other side. Ya, that pretty much did it, and I cried all the way to where ever it was I had to go.
Dallins First Day of Preschool
Surprisingly to me, Dallin was so ready for preschool. I didn't know if I was going to send him when he was three or not... with Bryson, it was a no brainer- the kid was so excited and ready for the social interaction/learning/being away from mom. But Dallin is a lot more shy and content to be at home... and not as verbal or interested(?) in learning the way #1 soaked everything up. That's not meant to be a slight to Dallin, it's just that he's a different kid from his big brother- he learns 'more quietly' than Bryson and doesn't vocalize his knowledge as much.
Anywho, during the last few months of preschool for Bryson, Dallin was more and more resistant to leaving the school when we dropped Bryson off... he wanted to stay and play too! He would often ask me when he got to "go to seu-ul", so I registered him, knowing that I could always back out if I felt he wasn't ready yet. But as Bryson prepared for and talked about kindergarten over the summer, Dallin likewise prepared for and talked about preschool. When Bryson had his first day of kindergarten, Dallin had a really hard time understanding that his school didn't start for another WEEK!
But the week passed quickly and finally his first day came... unlike with Bryson, I had to peel my night owl out of bed the first day of school so we weren't late. He just kept saying, "I still tired mom, I'll go to seu-ol tomorrow." It wasn't that he didn't want to go, he literally just hates getting out of bed in the morning. Once he was up though, he was very eager to go...
He was very excited to get to wear his Thomas shirt that whistles and to wear his "packpack"- why they need backpacks I'm not sure- he actually comes home with something in it maybe once a month, but he loves his backpack nonetheless.
Anywho, during the last few months of preschool for Bryson, Dallin was more and more resistant to leaving the school when we dropped Bryson off... he wanted to stay and play too! He would often ask me when he got to "go to seu-ul", so I registered him, knowing that I could always back out if I felt he wasn't ready yet. But as Bryson prepared for and talked about kindergarten over the summer, Dallin likewise prepared for and talked about preschool. When Bryson had his first day of kindergarten, Dallin had a really hard time understanding that his school didn't start for another WEEK!
But the week passed quickly and finally his first day came... unlike with Bryson, I had to peel my night owl out of bed the first day of school so we weren't late. He just kept saying, "I still tired mom, I'll go to seu-ol tomorrow." It wasn't that he didn't want to go, he literally just hates getting out of bed in the morning. Once he was up though, he was very eager to go...
He was very excited to get to wear his Thomas shirt that whistles and to wear his "packpack"- why they need backpacks I'm not sure- he actually comes home with something in it maybe once a month, but he loves his backpack nonetheless. |
| Dallin with his teacher, Mrs. Marshall |
He has class on Tuesdays and Thursdays in the morning which is just enough for him right now.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Ross Family Reunion
With August came our bi-annual Ross Family reunion. We went to Discovery Bay on the Washington Peninsula and saw the sights. We drove up to Hurricane Ridge in the Olympic Mountains where the kids passed a series of exams to be Junior Rangers...
And then to the various batteries located in the hills overlooking the Puget Sound (or the entrance to it anyway)... it was rather impressive, but unfortunately, my pictures are NOT... I didn't take any pictures of the actual batteries... dang.
So they had these huge U shaped batteries that you could walk all the way through in the pitch black dark- thank goodness for prepared men with flashlights!! Apparently in the opening outside, there once were huge mortars for firing into the Sound if need be... Anywho, inside one of the U shaped batteries, there was a ladder... so my brother climbed up, way up at least 50 feet- and ended up waaaaay up on top of the hill- Most of the kids of course wanted to climb the ladder too- And Nathan let Bryson!!
It's really tough to see the two of them up on the hill, but they're up there- really tiny too, it's hard to tell just how high up they are...
After a day to rest, we headed to the coast, stopping in Forks, WA (while 1/2 my family dreamed of Edward - no, I haven't read Twilight, nor did I care to stop in Forks) before heading to the Hoh Rainforest - yes, it's pronounced just like it looks... my brother couldn't get enough of making jokes about it either.
One the way home, we decided to take the ferry to Edmonds instead of driving all the way around the Sound.... um, ya, it definitely is faster to drive around. Especially when there is traffic in Seattle... it added almost THREE hours to our trip. But the boys loved the ferry ride.
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| Bryson took it all very seriously... Dallin slept through his initiation. |
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| He still wears his badge from time to time (a month later) |
The next day we went to Fort Worden- first to the beach...
And then to the various batteries located in the hills overlooking the Puget Sound (or the entrance to it anyway)... it was rather impressive, but unfortunately, my pictures are NOT... I didn't take any pictures of the actual batteries... dang.
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| Natalie was such a big helper! |
So they had these huge U shaped batteries that you could walk all the way through in the pitch black dark- thank goodness for prepared men with flashlights!! Apparently in the opening outside, there once were huge mortars for firing into the Sound if need be... Anywho, inside one of the U shaped batteries, there was a ladder... so my brother climbed up, way up at least 50 feet- and ended up waaaaay up on top of the hill- Most of the kids of course wanted to climb the ladder too- And Nathan let Bryson!! 
It's really tough to see the two of them up on the hill, but they're up there- really tiny too, it's hard to tell just how high up they are...After a day to rest, we headed to the coast, stopping in Forks, WA (while 1/2 my family dreamed of Edward - no, I haven't read Twilight, nor did I care to stop in Forks) before heading to the Hoh Rainforest - yes, it's pronounced just like it looks... my brother couldn't get enough of making jokes about it either.
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| Too cute all nestled in this hollowed out tree |
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| The whole fam... minus Scott- we missed you! |
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| Nat pushing Dallin again.... she loves being a little mom. |
Then we headed to first beach... or maybe it was second beach- not sure. I just remember how COLD the water was- it didn't stop the kids from playing in the water- BRRRRRR!
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| Bryson's older cousins were full on in the water up to their chins- c.r.a.z.y. |
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| Lovin' the sand |
One the way home, we decided to take the ferry to Edmonds instead of driving all the way around the Sound.... um, ya, it definitely is faster to drive around. Especially when there is traffic in Seattle... it added almost THREE hours to our trip. But the boys loved the ferry ride.
Blackmail
Where do I even begin with this little gem?
Of special note:
Bryson's waaaaay-too-small superman pj bottoms
Dallins underwear are on backwards
Eli didn't get the underwear memo... he's wearing swim trunks... nice try E, better luck next time *wink*wink*
Friday, September 11, 2009
Lunchtime
Eli has long since done away with his highchair. And is only content to sit in a booster seat at the table for dinner because the rest of the family is there too. For breakfast and lunch, he insists on standing on a stool at the counter with his brothers. He thinks he is soooo big.
It's not uncommon at all for him to fall off at least once a day. But it doesn't stop him from climbing right back up. And 1/2 the time he refuses sippy cups, 'cause they're for babies... he'll bring me the cup from the sippy cup drawer indicating he wants a drink (he's above words, you know) and as soon as I put a lid on it, he has such a fit. So I put it on the floor next to him where he's crying and walk away... he pushes it away and cries some more, and then finally drinks it.
I did a vegetable garden this year... Bryson was in heaven with the tomatoes.... often times for a snack he'd go pick one and eat it whole.
And this picture is just to remind me not to be completely sad when they grow up...
Some days it's like I make breakfast, we eat and I get it cleaned up just in time to make lunch, we eat and I get it cleaned up just in time to make dinner, we eat...... and repeat....
It's not uncommon at all for him to fall off at least once a day. But it doesn't stop him from climbing right back up. And 1/2 the time he refuses sippy cups, 'cause they're for babies... he'll bring me the cup from the sippy cup drawer indicating he wants a drink (he's above words, you know) and as soon as I put a lid on it, he has such a fit. So I put it on the floor next to him where he's crying and walk away... he pushes it away and cries some more, and then finally drinks it. 
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| All three of my boys eating lunch, ie: making a mess |
I did a vegetable garden this year... Bryson was in heaven with the tomatoes.... often times for a snack he'd go pick one and eat it whole.And this picture is just to remind me not to be completely sad when they grow up...
Some days it's like I make breakfast, we eat and I get it cleaned up just in time to make lunch, we eat and I get it cleaned up just in time to make dinner, we eat...... and repeat....
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