She Crawls!

Madison has started crawling. She has even pulled herself to standing. Hopefully it does not upset Logan's world too much.

Cat Fight?

Asper Kitty and Mau do not get along. I think Mau is fine with Asper, but she detest him. She is strictly for a one cat family. So this evening I was upstairs playing in Logan's room when I spotted a little bunch of cat hair. I thought "wow those cats fight a lot, and Asper is obviously the losing cat." Then, "Logan we've got to show this to dad." Downstairs we go. After I finish show and tell with Matt, Logan goes "no, I cut my Asper kitty."
Me: oh really?
Logan: yeah, with blue scissors
Me: Where did you get blue scissors?
Logan: In my baby ma room. (It is currently my sewing room, since Maddie does not have much use for it)

Wow, thankfully i did/have not seen any evidence of bloodshed. Poor cat. At least Logan fessed up, and did not let mau take the blame.

Yikes!

Yesterday, Logan brought me a bug. He had it gently between his fingers. He wanted to put it in his bunny bubble container. Very narrow opening, so I suggested we put it in a container that was wider at the top, plus clear so we could see the bug. I opened the tupperware and then held it out for Logan to drop the bug in. He does.....IT'S A BEE!!!!!! I quickly put the lid on and tried to explain to Logan that if the bee had stung him, we would have to go to the doctor, Mama as well. I sure hope he doesn't get that allergy from me. Anyway, I let the bee suffocate, not very nice of me, but if the bee was angry about the whole capture thing, I did not want us to be part of his revenge.

Pets and the kids that love them?

Recently we have had a lot of events surrounding the animals. Last Friday, we were having quiet time with lots of story reading and such, trying to get the kids to take a nap. At least I fell asleep. I woke up to find that Logan had covered Ally in Vaseline. We promptly went outside and gave Ally a bath, but I have found that I should have followed the directions: Wash, rinse, REPEAT. Ally still has a grease spot on her back.

Today I have several excuses for not changing diapers. First, while I was showering Ally ate my diaper bag. I figured out it was because I had half of an Odwalla bar in the side pocket. Since Ally haws not yet developed her opposable thumbs rather than use the zipper, she just chewed a hole in the bag. Then during quiet time today Ally ate my baby wipes. Last weekend, Logan pulled all the wipes out of the container, and instead of throwing them away, I just put them in a zip-loc bag. I guess, Ally figured that usually when she chews up a baggie she gets Trix or Goldfish, so she assumed that is what she would get this time, instead she got baby wipes.

We were reading "The Seven Little Postmen" today and there is a picture of many kittens. So I asked Logan how many cats does he have. He said "two." I then asked him what his cats’ names are. Logan says "Asper kitty," then he thinks for a second and says "Ow, ow Mau." He thought of that all on his own. Mau likes to attack us as we walk across the room. He also loves to hide underneath the bed skirt and bite our toes.

My son is a genius!

Matt had a coworker "John" drive him home the other night. Matt showed John around the house and when they came to the globe on the desk, Matt tried for a parlor trick with Logan. A few months ago when Auntie Kishy was in Hawaii, I showed Logan on the globe and he apparently remembered very well. So here is the conversation approximately:

Matt: Where's Hawaii Logan?
Logon: points to some random place.
Matt to John: Guess he forgot.
Me: I showed Logan where Auntie Kishy is and two weeks later he showed me.
Matt to Logan: Where's Auntie Kishy?
Logan spins globe around a couple times and then points to Hawaii!


I guess you just need to know how to ask the right question.

Cats & Fish

Logan is learning from his father. Yesterday, we were out on the deck, Logan picked up Asper and threw her in his pool. Poor cat. She jumped out and then Logan tried to catch her again. She was sucessful in evading him.

Today, I was downstairs downloading Taylor Swift's cd, Logan went upstairs. He seemed to be entertaining himself, so I continued playing on the computer. When I finally went up there to see what he was up to, he had caught his goldfish in his hands and carried him ~5 feet to put the fish in Matt's fish tank! I was very impressed!

Fishing!!!

So we went driving out to Mount Hood last Saturday so Grammie could see the mountain, but it was so foggy we could not even see it at the timberline. On the way home Matt saw a sign that said "Rainbow Trout Farm." We stopped by and it was awesome! There were ten different pond, seven we could fish from. Rods, reels, worms and bucket were all provided. So we cast Logan's little fishing rod out there and in about a sweconds we had a hit. He got loose while we reeled him in, so we put a new worm on and cast again, the second fish also got loose. But three times a charm and on our third cast we caught an eleven inch fish!! As soon as we cast out the line Logan and I just started reeling in. We caught four fish in less that five minutes! Three were eleven inches and one was 17!!! While we were trying to get a picture of our 17 inch fish it flopped out of Matt's hand and hit Logan in the face. He did not like that much. Matt and I then got to clean our fish. I haven't doned that in years. Matt pretty much only does catch and release, so he hasn't done it in a while either. Logan is very empathetic and did not like us cutting his fish. Poor guy. I think he had fun though.