An Awesome Autumn Alphabet Adventure [18 of 26] R is for Readin' on the Couch with your Righteous Dahdoo

Dear Henread, 
You love ya some reading time...even more so you love some readin' time on the couch with Daddy.  He loves it too.

 R is for Reading on the Couch with your Righteous Dahdoo

 Love, Mama

An Awesome Autumn Alphabet Adventure [16 of 26] P is for the Perils of (grand)Parents in a Pit!

Dear Henry, 
Anxious to share all of our fun and inexpensive activities we find in Bloomington with Bahboo and Grandma P we took them along to the gymnastics center with us.  We also met up with Heather, Phillipe, Etienne and Sylvie too.  So we took you over to the pit and you jumped into it several times, piled up the blocks with Bahboo outside of the pit, ran around and basically tried to show off your skills to your grandparents.  I saw Bahboo and Grandma P eyeballing the pit.  I could almost hear them thinking aloud how comfy and fun it looks.  I sent out a warning about how difficult it can be to get out of that sinkhole of foam blocks and random lost band aids.  However about 10 minutes later there they were.  Climbing in. Slowly sifting to the bottom of the foam blocks and fighting to keep afloat amongst the kids deftly jumpin' in and climbing out around them.  Grandma P was even hidden for a minute under the blocks and scared a kid that jumped near here when her hands and head finally came up for air.  After bonking them over the heads a few time you wanted out to play with other things.  There were your two grandparents, stuck, whining and struggling to get out of the pit.  "Why didn't you tell me us it would be so hard to get out," they yammered.  Bahboo got out first then Grandma P followed with a little bit of hoisting and that was the end of them for the next two days.  They went home that evening and I called to see how they were doing and they both exclaimed that the pit had whooped their butts.  That's what grandkids are for right?

P is for the Perils of (Grand)Parents in a Pit 

Love, Mama

PS  Here are a couple of photos of the twins hanging out watching the parachute.

An Awesome Autumn Alphabet Adventure [14 of 26] N is for Naughty, Naughty, NO! NO! What the Heck are You Doing Now Henny?! and Your Favorite Video Right Now.

Dear Henny, 
Good gawd!  Since birth, rolling over the first day, you've been a physical phenom.  You started crawling right around 5 months, pulling up a couple of months later and walking completely on your own the day before 10 months.  I'm bragging a little but all this early strength can cause some problems.  For instance, you have recently been on a climbing jag.  You are so stealth about it too.  One minute we are playing in the living room and by the time I drag my old bones up to follow you to the kitchen, you've shimmied up the bar stool and are standing on the kitchen counter or sitting there with your feet in the sink acting like you're doing dishes.  You also love to sit on the dining room table grab my mouse roller ball and throw it or stand up and try to swing from the light fixture, seriously.   You s-t-r-e-t-c-h your arms above your head standing on your tip toes and smile at me.  You know you should not be doing this!  When I pull you down you say, "naughty, naughty!"  Huh?!  I haven't said naughty to you more than once or twice your whole life.  Where did you get that?  It is true but where did you get that word from?  But hey, if it fits.  This weekend we thought you were hiding behind the Christmas tree but I found you sitting on the record shelves discovering all of the crap you've been throwing back there for the last year.  Pointing and trying to crawl over the shelves head first to dive for a three month old cookie I was in shock.  Not about the three month old cookie, but rather your boldness!  By the way our house is clean in most spaces but I've just left the crap back there to accumulate, until now.  I had to remove your motivation!  So the letter N is for....

  Naughty, Naughty, NO! NO! What the Heck are You Doing Now Henny?!

In addition to watching Lily in action, some afternoons we will dig up fun You Tube videos to watch.  Babies giggling, chimpanzees, Koko the gorilla, and music videos.  You have your favorites requests.  "Elmo A, B, Cs,"  "Frog, banjo, rainbow, Debbie," and most recently, "Elmo, bed, sleepin', guitar, milk, milk."  It features the letter N and the rockin' out part gets your head moving swiftly from side to side, up and down and all around surrounded by chuckles. 

N is for the letter N with Elmo and Ricky Gervais

An Awesome Autumn Alphabet Adventure [11 of 26] K is for Krispie Givin' You a Shoulder Ride At the Market

Dear Henny Bear,
During Grandpa Tim's visit we met him and Trish at the Saturday market.  It was soup tasting day and I believe I've mentioned before your love and persistence in your goal to eat soup!  I procured a spoon for you, sat you on Dadoo's lap and went for some soup!  There was an awesome maple sweet potato squash soup that you and I loved.  Happily Auntie Krispie joined us at the market and went with us to eat at The Bakehouse.  As we walked around you got Krispie to chase you and to perch your on her shoulders for a cuddly walk.  So...

K is for Krispie Givin' You a Shoulder Ride At the Market

Love, Mama

An Awesome Autumn Alphabet Adventure [5 of 26] E is for Every Leaf Sticking to Your Sweater

Dear Fall Monster,

Bahboo brings his tractor over with a cool leaf sweeper doodad on the back and helps us with our astronomical number of leaves.  In the midst of gathering l've come to the understanding that everyone around us rakes a nominal little pile of leaves to let them know it is fall while we are secluded to this little leaf cemetery, where all the other leaves come to be laid at rest and I am charged with being their undertaker.  With three pin oaks it the arrivals last well into march. I should add that by proxy it heaps on Bahboo's shoulders as well because even with an awesome backpack leaf blower and Dadoo with a tarp tied to his wheelchair the task is impossible for only two.  So enters the leave sweeper Bahboo purchased this year for both of our yards.  It takes about an hour to circle back and forth through the yard and dump at the street for the city to pick them up.  It turns our grass into what looks like a freshly vacuumed carpet.  Bet of all, for you it leaves behind the largest leaf pile EVA!  So Dadoo and I took you out the other day to romp and jump around in it.  You rolled and played chase for about 30 minutes in our Giza of discarded foliage.  But as you undulated in and out your sweater tried to camouflage you by grasping on to every leaf or twig that touched it.  I can't forget to mention how much I love hearing you giggle and watchin' you run, and for us the leaves have only just begun. 

E is for Every Leaf Sticking to Your Sweater

Love, Mama

An Awesome Autumn Alphabet Adventure [2 of 26] B is for Bees All Around Buddy

Dear Bitty Butt, 
I am not going to pass B off as if I didn't try to get some specific things all day.  It was a comedy of errors.  I started out wanting to show case our little game where I act like my hands are bees buzzin' around and sing, "Bees all around, Bees all around, looking for honey, is it here, is it there?"  On the here and there part I tickle you under the arms, at the chin, on your feet, wherever it seems good at the time.  You giggle and bunch up.  You've started singing it, apparently only when you damn well please.  I made several efforts to tape it, gave up and just had you say a bunch of B words.  Eh, you came up with boobies on your own during one take.  So I choose this short clip where you're chit chattin' with me and just as you try to lean all cool on the bench you roll off and hit your head.  My poor boy.  Who would have bet B would be such a big bold bully to my baby and bonk him on his block?

B is for Bees All Around Buddy and other B words

 


Love, Mama