It was bound to happen. With three older brothers and a house full of trucks, trains, and footballs, there is no way she would turn into a princess.
SuburbanMommy has been waiting seven years to shop for frilly dresses and hair bows. But no matter how girly she is dressed, Thing 4 just wants to follow her brothers. I see a lot of very pretty dresses getting very dirty in her future.
Here is Thing 4 as the best dressed basketballer ever.
We experienced a terrible tragedy recently. Or should I say quagedy. A beloved friend of Thing 3 had a terrible accident and he was very upset as a result. Interestingly, the accident came at the hands, literally, of Thing 3 himself. In a scene reminiscent of Lennie Small from Of Mice and Men, Thing 3 accidentally ripped the head off his bath duck.
To his credit, I have never seen Thing 3 so genuinely apologetic for damage that he caused.
R.I.P. Mr Duck
Parents try hard to pass on to their kids what they feel is important. They want their kids to grow up to be well rounded, functioning members of society. And they want them to have a bit of culture and style.
With three brothers ahead of Thing 4, SuburbanMommy wasted no time instilling important life teachings to her daughter. At just one year old, Thing 4 already has a genuine love for shoes. We often find her in the closet going through the shoes, walking around with them, and sometimes, putting them in her mouth (she’s one year old).
And now, she has also become very fond of Coach handbags. Much to the delight of SuburbanMommy who has never met a Coach anything she doesn’t like and has the closet to prove it.
And never wanting to be upstaged by his sister, Thing 3 is also partial to Coach bags.
Or, as they refer to it in politically correct preschool: Happy Green Day.
Here is Thing 4, dressed in green, enjoying a ride on her birthday present from SuburbanGrandpa.
This is starting to get a little creepy. First we had a surprisingly good visit to the dentist on Wednesday. And then today, a similar experience with Thing 3’s haircut.
I thought I would follow up on the post earlier this week where I was dreading a trip to the dentist with Thing 3.? It went nothing like I expected.? This is often the case with Thing 3.? He is truly one of a kind and you never know what he will do.? Sometimes that causes trouble.? But sometimes it’s a pleasant surprise.
It took a little time and convincing, but we were able to get him to
1. Sit in the dentist chair
2. Sit by himself
3. Let the hygienist brush his teeth
4. Let the hygienist FLOSS his teeth
5. Let the hygienist put flouride on his teeth
6. Use the suction tube which he absolutely thought was the funnest thing ever
7. Let the dentist count and check his teeth. The dentist said the official count was 20, but Thing 3 insisted he has 40 teeth. We did not dare argue with him.
Unbelievable. Now, if we can only have this drastic turnaround next time we get his hair cut.
This is Thing 3 home sick today. Although he did throw up once during the night, he is in pretty good spirits because he gets to watch movies all day which is one of his favorite activities. And he also gets to play with his little sister’s toys that she got for her birthday last night. Coincidence?
Thing 3 has really started to get into Wii. It’s really amazing how he is able to find his way through the menus and screens to play the games he wants. Maybe it’s from watching others do it, or memorizing from trial and error, or maybe he’s actually reading the words. I’m just glad he wants to do it on his own. His favorite games are Mario Kart, Bowling, and Just Dance Kids.
