Saturday, June 6, 2009

Quick Update

My favorite German word...
Geflügel = Poultry
'That which once flew'... but is now on my plate.

The following is some text from Bob's email to family with a few additions/name deletions from me...

Jack had his big "Accelerated Reader Sleepover" last night at the school gym. This was a big night as we had a talent show and picnic beforehand. At the talent show, Jack and his buddy teamed up -- the friend read Tennyson's Charge of the Light Brigade (!) while Jack played a soft guitar "accompaniment" in front of 100+ parents and other kids. It's really amazing what kids come up with on their own. We were very proud of Jack, especially that he was so insistent on performing, with no fear, and considering that one of the other acts consisted of a young man arm-farting "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star".

Bob left Jack in his sleeping bag very tired at about 9PM. However, he apparently got out of bed later to participate in flashlight tag, students vs. teachers. Needless to say, he was a very tired little boy today.

I participated in an instructor-led Persian cooking class today at a neighbor's place with some girlfriends. None of us had ever tasted Persian (Iranian) food, so weren't sure what to expect. Oh goodness, I had a hard time keeping myself from licking the plate clean.

As thanks for Bob staying home with the kids and enjoying his 'co-parenting opportunity', I brought him a delicious plate of the results.

Bon Appetit! Or in Farsi... Befarma'id!

Bailey is 7 months old now and not fully crawling yet, but she low crawls (pulling w/arms, pushing w/feet + knees) all over the living room now, normally to chase Vic. The budding rivalry between those two continues to grow.

I'll have to catch one of their spats on video, they're quite funny - Vic pitches a fit if she comes near one of his toys, grabs it, then screams & runs away with Bailey laughing/low crawling in hot pursuit. The more she laughs, the more angry he gets; the more he stomps & yells, the more Bailey guffaws. It's hysterical, but I'm not supposed to let them see me laugh.. I think that's in the rulebook somewhere.

Vic is a hoot & a half and keeps me on the run. My youngest son is so passionate about whatever it is he's doing, or thinking of, and we have a hard time hiding our laughs when he's having a tantrum. There's a good reason his nickname is "Tank". Though, while he's all rough, strong, and brave on the outside, he still loves to cuddle and snuggle with mom & dad. I'm such a lucky mommy.

More photos to follow.. Bailey's baptism and Vic's 2nd birthday.

Enjoy your weekend!


Tina said...

What a beautiful family you have! Your kids are just adorable and they sound like they keep you on your toes. It would be fun to be your neighbor that we both have 3 children! Oh.... we miss you guys.

Tina said...

I commented on the first post before I read the lower one. Now I am worried. I will be checking a lot now for an update that I hope won't be too long coming. I will keep you in my prayers.

Jennifer said...

What great and fun kids you have! I'd be fighting back the laughter too.

I love Iranian food! My roommate and best friend in college was Iranian, and I loved it when she would cook for us. So good! Your dishes make me hungry.

Glad to hear an update from you too. I try not to be nosey or bug you, but I have been thinking about you over the past couple months, and check in every once in awhile in hopes of an update to your last scary post. I hope all is well.