Saturday, December 6, 2008

Everyone's involved

in the process of getting information from the structural engineer. We had him come out to take a look at our house the other day so that we could get some information for future projects. The girls both went to the basement with Michael to show the engineer around. When they came back upstairs, Hannah began the questions.

Hannah: How many children do you have?

Engineer: I have 3 boys. They're 11, 7, and 4.

Hannah: I'm 5.

Engineer: I was going to guess either 5 or 6.

Hannah: My cousin is 6.

At this point, Michael had finished negotiating with Naomi about which toy she could bring up from the basement, so we sat with the engineer and discussed what he'd found, and a bit about the plans we had for renovating.

Hannah: And Naomi and I want a balcony on our room.

When the engineer was finished and beginning his goodbyes, Naomi began her portion of the interview.

Naomi: I want him to read me a story.

Michael: Umm...I don't think he's --

Engineer: Oh, sure, I'd be happy to.

Naomi: I want Pickles the Fire Cat.

Michael [finding Pickles]: Uh, this is a long one, sweetie, maybe we could choose another one.

Naomi: I want Pickles.

Monica: Okay, he can read some and then we'll put in a book mark.

Naomi (in her bunny costume, of course, because she's wearing it on a daily basis now) happily trooped over with the book, got onto the engineer's lap, and enjoyed a good reading of The Fire Cat. The engineer willingly read the whole thing, despite offers of book marks at various points.

Afterwards, I commented that perhaps he could update his list of services offered to include reading books to the children. He admitted that he'd never done so on a job before, though judging from his reading style, he probably reads to his own kids on a regular basis.

Naomi, by the way, regularly rebuffs people we've known for years, whom she sees on a regular basis.

Friday, December 5, 2008

An actual quote from dinner tonight

Hannah: Please may I have some more? I love brussel sprouts!

Thursday, December 4, 2008

We've upgraded to the interactive model

Simeon has started laughing occasionally. It's very cute. Yesterday he was laughing at me making noises at him, and it gave him the hiccups. It also seems to wear him out.

He loves watching his sisters and smiling at them. He also really likes the black-white-and-red pictures we've put near his changing table -- he has really interesting (I suppose, since I can't quite get exactly what he's saying) conversations with them.

Sometimes he smiles so much that he can't quite take it and has to wiggle and squirm to show how excited he is about something.

We're all enjoying more interaction!

Infant Care Leave!

Michael is home for the duration -- 4 weeks of infant care leave, courtesy of Michael's awesome benefits package at work. We're all very excited. Unfortunately, the girls both have a virus that's making them somewhat cranky and lethargic. But we have hope that they'll be better soon and we'll be doing fun Advent things together!

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

If you have a 5-year-old girl and a 2 1/2-year-old girl

and want to see some cute ballerina imitations, you might try this.

More on the future life of Hannah

Hannah: When I get married, I will tell my husband to stop smoking. Or maybe I will marry someone who doesn't smoke. And then if he says he wants to try smoking, if he forgets to try I will not remind him that he wants to. And I will tell everyone else not to remind him. Or I will trick him out of trying to smoke.

Monica: You could also tell him you don't want him to try smoking, and talk about your reasons.

[No response.]

I don't know what this is a sign of

but my children play fetch. Specifically, Hannah throws things for Naomi, who, being Jack the brindle bulldog, then fetches them. Not in her mouth (so far), but these two will often play this game for 20-30 minutes at a time. They both agree on the objective, and they're not arguing, because the Laura role and the Jack role don't overlap at all, so they have a great time with it.

And when Jack also has a virus that means she's running a low-grade fever and is cranky and out of sorts, it's nice to have a game that she does for 20-30 minutes with only barking and no crying.