- What else can you say?? If fear tactics don't work on him at age 5 how will we ever convince him to do anything when he is a teenager? He is an excellent problem solver. No obstacle is too big. He is determined. If there is something he wants to do he will find a way to do it.
Noah had seen an ad about an IMAX of the everest Expedition and was full of questions. Insesently infact. "Dad are you going to climb it? "
Jarom loves talking, pretending, telling stories and acting out fighting, killing, stabing and hurting. It always amazes me how he is able to take any conversation and have it include this awful subject. I gathered the boys at Breakfast to try and get us back into the routine of morning scritptures, prayers, devotional since we moved (Last month this seemed to disapear in all the chaos) So, with it being december I started to Read from Luke, they were surprisingly attentive and we described and discussed words they did not understand. As I read of the shepherds keeping watch over their flocks by night, Jarom pounced! "How did they protect sheep?" "What weapons did they have?" "Did they stab the wolves?burglers?" And this is where I lost them! Really this is where my favorite carols are coming to mind and my heart is sofenting, and my heart full but not today as they began enacting deffending sheep from various threats. I tried to pull it back with the idea of protecting sheep frieghtened because of lightening or thunder in a storm. They humored me and let us try an experiment to see how the shepherds knew the voices of each of their sheep and they knew his voice. They closed their eyes and we took turns saying hi and they saw they knew us by our voices. But as soon as the guessing game was done there was kicking and jabbing at the air once again. Yes a perfect start to the day!
I have to be honest that although I want to encourage a love and excitement for the scriptures this isn't excatly how I pictures our scripture study going. Was this the perfect start to the day - SMILES I am reminded of Elder Bednar's talk - it is the pattern that counts right!?
JArom is a darling boy, So generous, kind, willing to share. He is gentle with Tessa and adores her as much as she adores him. He is a good little snuggler. He is a great stroy teller and is loving his first set of swiming lessons at the new pool. He still loves books and being read to. He is very easy going and is willing to do whatever plan Noah suggests. He doesn't like negative feedback and will seek negative attention just to get more attention. He took on the job of orienting Hudson to nursery heplping him find all the best toys. At first he didn't want Hudson to come he has always had the space to himself but once he had this job he was so kind and generous. I love watching him manuever the little wagon down the driveway stearing it from inside the wagon as it rolls down the incline. He is so happy and full of life. He still knows how to scream and throw a good fit but more and more he is learning to talk when he is mad or frustrated. He went to the dentist for the first teeth cleaning this last week and he did great. He screamed and cried in the waiting room when they wanted him to go through the doors. I held him and hugged him and told him that we had come for the dentist to look at his teeth and that was what we were going to do, that having a fit would not change that but if he wanted to tell me if there was something that he wanted that would make it better or done different he just needed to tell me what it was. He rallied and went in to look at the new office as the assistant suggested. We sat on the chair and I told him I had a surpise " Can you lean this chair back ? I asked and sure enough they could we lay all the way back and then he could see the tv. We had a little hug and then I slipped out from under him once he had his sunglasses I sat at his feet and watched him happily have his teeth cleaned and insepected! Noah did great too. " The best kid all week by far" his assistant had told me. "Mom we should do this regularily" Noah said as we left thrilled to have been to the dentist and no cavities just 2 6year old molars for our 5 year old boy - He is convinced that they are 5 year old molars as the dentist said the ycould re-name them.
I wanted a few moments to myself this afternoon and thought a little journaling would be good. As Noah tried to lure me away and engage in an art project with him he came over and sang with a very sweet voice up close to me " Go do what the Lord has asked you to do. Do it for the Lord" I couldn't help myself from giggling ' What Noah?" Mom do the right thing that the Lord has asked you to do. " Well Noah I am listening to church music that helps me think of Jesus. I am writtig in my Journal and thinking about you" .... If I hadn't been so tired and lazy I would have chossen the better part and followed him as he was right playing with him to make a hardcover book from recycling, paper and staples and pens was worth engaging for. How come Children are so wise. Yet I am still so tired and now he is upstairs playing Lego while I type in a blog I never intend to publish. I just don't sleep enough to store anything in long term memory so I want to write pieces down yet on the other hand how much better to make one more memory as this time will pass so quickly. Balance is key.
My little electricians!
The other night we told the boys that saturday was going to be a special day, pancakes for breakfast and decorating the Christmas tree. Jeremy promised to set it up the night before and then we would all decorate it when they woke in the am. Well That night mom arrived and surprised us be giving us a couple hours to go on a date. We went out for appys and enjoyed the quiet and company. Going to bed late we ddin't get the tree up but I am usually up at 5am these days with Hudson so I figured we would do it together before the others boys woke. WEll sat am arrived. I woke to hear happy boys downstairs. I knew they would b anxious to get started but they sounded like they were palying happily. When I came down they had decorated the small dying Fig tree plant in our living room with decorations and little white lights. They had also riped open the outdoor light boxes ( I had thought to return them -old-glass style) well now they were ours. And they were wrapped around the kitchen, dinning room, living room diving wall. WE praised them for the beautiful job they had done and Jeremy reminded them that using the plugs was for adults only. A little while late as I was thanking them for working together and helping each other make sucha nice surprise Jarom informed me that Noah was so kind to help him know the right way to turn the lights " Leftie loosie, Righty Tighty" !!!! They had startes with plain cables that they had screwed every bulb on the 50ft of string into. Wow Good Job! YIKES Scream! What if they had pluged the cord in first before trying to put in the bulbs? What if.... the ideas run... Noah the questions start and noah clarifies "Mom we didn't plug them in until the lights were ALL in or that would be playing with electric and that would be dangerous!" Yes that would but ....
I am so glad they have proved to have good instincts or vigilient gaurdian angels, or both.
The week we moved was busy boxes stacked in our living space, the kitchen in disarray, the boys needing more attention and having less space to play in and less toys to play with. I had a technician trying to tlak to me about a complicated quote for fencing in the coop units backyards. To get away from the noise I went on the back steps and shut the door to finnish the call. When I was done. I turned to go in the house only to find the door locked and Noah and Jarom no where to be seen! I knocked without any response - no giggles or attention of any kind. They had disapeared well all but Hudson Icould see him clearly, he took a chair from the table and pushed it to the stove and proceeded to dismantle it. Removeing all four elements and then strated on the drip trays! As he was doing this I began to pound on the door. I knew the stove was off and he was unlikely to hurt himslef but his fear of the stove was quickle fading. I NEED him to be scared of it. Quick boys Quick open the door. I banged, knocked, hollered, and fianly one of them appeared and I motioned to them to unlock the door. They seem perplecked at my urgency. As I reassembled the stove I noticed both the boys putting on their boots and heading outside. "Where are you guys going" they responded " Ot help Jared build" "He isn't outside" "Yes he is we heard him hamering" " NO, that was ME trying to get you to let me back in because YOU LOCKED ME OUT!" Well needless to say the kitchen is no longer an okay space for Hudson to be in, I don't talk on the back steps ( I don't have any) and the boys know not to lock me out of the house.
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