Friday, September 25, 2009

Writing Words


Hunter has been learning how to write his letters for the last 2 years but something just clicked this year and he loves to write his letters. His teacher gives him homework at school and he can't wait to do it. You can often find Hunter walking around the house with a notepad and pencil in hand. Although, the notepad has to have lines. He asked for paper to write with the other day and I found an old notebook without lines(plain white paper) and I found out you can't write words in a notebook without lines. His favorite thing to do is copy words he sees and write them down. He doesn't always know what he's writing but that doesn't stop him. When I ask him what he's doing his reply, "I'm writing words Mom."

Monday, September 14, 2009

Out of the Mouth of Kora


Kora has been a talking machine lately. You would never guess it if you asked her a question. She needs a good 20 minutes to warm up to you before she'll talk to a stranger, but being her Mommy I get to hear her talk non-stop. Here are 2 separate conversations that got me laughing so I thought I would share with you.


Kora: Oh my gosh! There is a car flying on a truck.

Me: What? Where?

Kora: There, on my side.

(And there it was, a car "flying" on top of truck. It was a truck transporting a car on the top level)



Kora: Mommy, look at your head.

Me: What's wrong with my head? (of course I look in the mirror thinking I have something in my hair)

Kora: It's getting big.

Me: It's getting big?

Kora: Yes, big like Daddy's.

(Not sure what she meant by this. I tried to ask but she didn't explain. Since Kelly is a genius I'll take it as I'm getting just as smart as him. The idea that my head is actually growing larger is a bit frightening.)

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Preschool for Kora


The time has finally come where two of our children are officially in school. Since Hunter started school on August 10th Kora has been anxiously waiting for the day she's a big girl who goes to Hunter's old school (preschool). Hunter started school at 7:45 this morning so when all the kids woke up they all got ready, including Kora(I usually just drag them to the car in their Jammie's on Tuesdays). She was very excited to go to school today asking if I was going to be sad. When Hunter started Kindergarten I told him I was sad because he's growing up. Kora must have heard me and asked me if I was sad she was going to school. Of course I'm sad but excited that she's so excited. After we dropped Hunter off we had about an hour and a half until we needed to drop her off so we went back home to wait. She didn't want to go home, she wanted to go straight to school. I had to convince her that we needed to take pictures and that worked. When it was finally time to go she was ready.

On Hunter's first day of Preschool he had slight separation anxiety. I calmed it by staying for about 10 minutes and usually built a puzzle with him and that seemed to cure everything so I could leave. Kora was the complete opposite. She walked in already knowing the routine and got a puzzle out and started playing with one of the girls. I kept trying to get her attention to say goodbye but she just ignored me. Funny how different kids are. In fact, when I picked Kora up her teacher pointed out how very different Hunter and Kora really are. They said Hunter was always so quiet and Kora was...ummmm...not. She would listen when they told her to do something but even they noticed how different siblings can be. Kora had a great first day of school and can't wait to go back on Thursday.

.....in other news....the cake bandit attacks left over birthday cake. After we got home from Church on Sunday we all went upstairs to get out of our church clothes and change into comfy clothes. When we got downstairs Mylie had climbed on the kitchen table where we left Kora's birthday cake and was eating it. She didn't like being separated from the cake and made sure to let us know it. I just wish I had gotten the chance to take her church dress off first. Oh well, that's what kids do best...make a mess.