Owen's legs hurt.
They hurt because his parents are trying to be healthy. And we try to be healthy by eating lots of vegetables and fruits and exercising regularly. And you can't really exercise regularly with young children except by exercising WITH the young children. This was simpler two years ago, before we had a Felix. We would strap James and Owen into the stroller and they would conk out into a semi-napping state as the miles went by, or perhaps they would bring books to look at or just talk to one another and point out neighborhood cats and dogs.
But then we had Felix. And now we don't have room in our double jogger. We briefly flirted with the idea of putting all three kids in strollers (we do have a single jogger still), but James is really much to big to be pushed around anymore, much as he'd be fine with it. So instead, he's learned how to ride his bicycle. He's very fast, he doesn't easily get tired, and he seems to have a pretty good head about safety.
So Felix can go in a stroller, and James can go on his bike while we run. Except, of course, there's Owen.
Owen won't go in the stroller anymore. That's for babies. But he isn't big enough to ride a bike. He's pretty good on his scooter, for a three-year old. But a three-year old on a scooter absolutely cannot keep up with a six-year old on a bike, not matter how fast he things he is. (He is, in his own words "faster than speed.") And so Owen tires himself out trying to keep up with James, and then he whines about how tired he is and how his legs hurt and he needs someone to carry him.
But even when you offer to let Owen ride in the stroller (once he's tired himself out) he'll back out of the agreement once he realizes that he's going to have to sit with the baby instead of riding with the big kid. He needs to scooter like James. And everything is a race.
Our pre-run preparations have turned into battles. Here's how it usually goes.
Adults: "We're going to go for a run in a few minutes!"
Owen: "Outside?"
Adults: "Yes!"
Kids: "Yay!"
James: "Can I ride my bike?"
Adults: "Yes."
Owen: "Can I ride mine scooter?"
Adults: "No. This time you need to ride in the stroller because of--"
Owen: "WAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Adults: "--but don't you remember last time when you crashed three times and said you were so tired that you were going to sleep by the side of the road and--"
Owen: "I NEED TO RIDE MINE SCOOOOOOOOTER! LIKE JAMES!"
Felix: <eating paper he found on the floor>
We were always conspicuous when we went on family runs. But now you'll definitely hear us before you see us. And we're sorry, whether it's for Owen's legs hurting because of how tired he is, or whether it's because he's been unjustly imprisoned in the stroller like a baby. We're just going to keep on running.
Because we're going to be healthy even if it kills us.
Saturday, June 2, 2018
Thursday, May 10, 2018
Chemistry Set
Things that James and Owen have learned from using their chemistry set:
1) When you use a magnifying glass to look at a substance, your brother will also want a magnifying glass.
2) When dissolving sugar and salt into saturated solutions, the sugar is much tastier to eat.
3) When you mix 150 mL of plaster powder with 90 mL of warm water, the resulting chemical reaction will get spilled onto the dining room table.
4) When you heat a solution of dissolved sugar or dissolved salt water over an open flame you can observe that the effect makes black marks on the bottom of Mommy's nicest spoons.
1) When you use a magnifying glass to look at a substance, your brother will also want a magnifying glass.
2) When dissolving sugar and salt into saturated solutions, the sugar is much tastier to eat.
3) When you mix 150 mL of plaster powder with 90 mL of warm water, the resulting chemical reaction will get spilled onto the dining room table.
4) When you heat a solution of dissolved sugar or dissolved salt water over an open flame you can observe that the effect makes black marks on the bottom of Mommy's nicest spoons.
Saturday, May 5, 2018
Living Arrangements
I.
James: Daddy, where were you in 2001?
Me: I had just started college. At Roberts.
Owen: And where was Mommy?
Me: She was still living at home.
James: At Grandma and Grandpa's house?
Me: That's right. And before I went to college, do you know where I was living?
James: I don't know. Where?
Me: Well, think...if Mommy lived with Grandma and Grandpa before she went to college, where would I have lived?
Owen: With Grandma and Grandpa too?
Me: No, I lived with Nama and Papa at their house.
James: But wait. I thought that Nama and Papa had six kids.
Me: Yes, that's right. Me, Uncle Sam, Uncle Oliver, Uncle Calvin, Uncle Lucas, and Aunt Martha.
James: <as if explaining something terribly obvious> But then where did you all sleep?
Me: At Nama and Papa's house.
James: <holding up fingers, muttering, counting to himself>
Owen: Do you want me to tell you how Aunt Martha was born?
Me: I would be very interested in what you think that story is.
Owen: Well, Nama said to Papa that "There is a baby coming!" And Papa said, "Do you know who his name is?" And Nama didn't know.
James: <still counting> Which room was yours?
Me: The room with the staircase for a little bit. And the hall for a little bit too. Keep going, Owen.
Owen: And Papa said the baby is coming out of her tummy. And he said do you know what her name is? AUNT MARFA! And she is Papa's favorite teacher of them all. That's the end of the story. In Jesus' name, Amen.
James: I don't think that there could be six people that live in that house.
Me: Eight people. Nama and Papa lived there too.
James: <dinner plates for eyes>
II. Last week
James: Felix can stay.
J: Where he's sitting right there?
James: No, he can stay as part of our family.
J: Oh...
James: But we can't have any more babies, because I want to stay in this house forever.
James: Daddy, where were you in 2001?
Me: I had just started college. At Roberts.
Owen: And where was Mommy?
Me: She was still living at home.
James: At Grandma and Grandpa's house?
Me: That's right. And before I went to college, do you know where I was living?
James: I don't know. Where?
Me: Well, think...if Mommy lived with Grandma and Grandpa before she went to college, where would I have lived?
Owen: With Grandma and Grandpa too?
Me: No, I lived with Nama and Papa at their house.
James: But wait. I thought that Nama and Papa had six kids.
Me: Yes, that's right. Me, Uncle Sam, Uncle Oliver, Uncle Calvin, Uncle Lucas, and Aunt Martha.
James: <as if explaining something terribly obvious> But then where did you all sleep?
Me: At Nama and Papa's house.
James: <holding up fingers, muttering, counting to himself>
Owen: Do you want me to tell you how Aunt Martha was born?
Me: I would be very interested in what you think that story is.
Owen: Well, Nama said to Papa that "There is a baby coming!" And Papa said, "Do you know who his name is?" And Nama didn't know.
James: <still counting> Which room was yours?
Me: The room with the staircase for a little bit. And the hall for a little bit too. Keep going, Owen.
Owen: And Papa said the baby is coming out of her tummy. And he said do you know what her name is? AUNT MARFA! And she is Papa's favorite teacher of them all. That's the end of the story. In Jesus' name, Amen.
James: I don't think that there could be six people that live in that house.
Me: Eight people. Nama and Papa lived there too.
James: <dinner plates for eyes>
II. Last week
James: Felix can stay.
J: Where he's sitting right there?
James: No, he can stay as part of our family.
J: Oh...
James: But we can't have any more babies, because I want to stay in this house forever.
Saturday, April 21, 2018
Update on the Boys
James:
The child is OBSESSED with Mario Kart. O&K returned our long-lost copy recently, and we popped it into the Wii to show him how you race cars with funny characters. James latched (as he is wont to do) pretty much immediately, and he's since memorized the names of all the characters, the tracks, the types of shells, and pretty much any other information that came in the little game booklet. He builds astonishingly detailed LEGO replications of the tracks, asks several hundred times a day whether or not we can play that evening, and wanders around mindlessly humming the theme music.
Upon J's coming down the stairs in a little black dress for a cocktail event: "Mommy, you look nice, but I wish that you would wear a sparkly gold and silver dress that was all shiny." He also told one of the babysitters that she'd look good in a red shirt with black pants.
James broke our beautiful and super-expensive heirloom clock by standing underneath it and repeatedly bumping up against the wall. It fell eight feet to the ground and shattered glass everywhere. His reaction when he realized I was going to tell J about it: "Remind her that people are more important than things."
Owen:
Owen can have Nutella now. He saw the "peanut doctor" last Friday for a hazelnut challenge, and after successfully eating four large spoonfuls of the stuff (poor kid) did NOT have an allergic reaction. Also, Nutella is now the only thing he wants to eat for lunch. And James too, since we didn't keep it in the house very often back when Owen wasn't allowed to have it.
Owen is all about the "Jesus songs." J found some sort of Getty collection on Spotify and Owen absolutely disappears into a trance when you put it on. The child who never sits still will be statuesque while he listens to the album in 40-minute chunks, and he can sing most of it back to you on command.
It's Sunday morning at my church. The whole congregation is seated expectantly as they wait for the organ prelude to start. Just as the first notes begin Owen breaks loose from back in the choir area and runs up to the very front of the church calling for the senior pastor. When he reaches her, delivers his very important announcement: They have a new LEGO table. She asks if she can come and play with it sometime. (After the service) He says no, because she lives at church.
They all really need to get outside, but Owen needs it the worst. We got back from a run on a "warm" day last week, and he was practically blue while he begged to stay out and play some more.
Felix
While Owen was at the peanut doctor Felix taught himself how to army crawl. (Ish) He's been rolling to wherever he needs to go for the past month at least, and it's about time he had a forward gear. Too bad it was on a disgusting hospital floor, but he really just needed an enclosed space and nothing else to do to work it out.
He squeals whenever you hand him his little Curious George doll. It's definitely his favorite toy.
He takes his socks off and sucks on them all the time.
The child is OBSESSED with Mario Kart. O&K returned our long-lost copy recently, and we popped it into the Wii to show him how you race cars with funny characters. James latched (as he is wont to do) pretty much immediately, and he's since memorized the names of all the characters, the tracks, the types of shells, and pretty much any other information that came in the little game booklet. He builds astonishingly detailed LEGO replications of the tracks, asks several hundred times a day whether or not we can play that evening, and wanders around mindlessly humming the theme music.
Upon J's coming down the stairs in a little black dress for a cocktail event: "Mommy, you look nice, but I wish that you would wear a sparkly gold and silver dress that was all shiny." He also told one of the babysitters that she'd look good in a red shirt with black pants.
James broke our beautiful and super-expensive heirloom clock by standing underneath it and repeatedly bumping up against the wall. It fell eight feet to the ground and shattered glass everywhere. His reaction when he realized I was going to tell J about it: "Remind her that people are more important than things."
Owen:
Owen can have Nutella now. He saw the "peanut doctor" last Friday for a hazelnut challenge, and after successfully eating four large spoonfuls of the stuff (poor kid) did NOT have an allergic reaction. Also, Nutella is now the only thing he wants to eat for lunch. And James too, since we didn't keep it in the house very often back when Owen wasn't allowed to have it.
Owen is all about the "Jesus songs." J found some sort of Getty collection on Spotify and Owen absolutely disappears into a trance when you put it on. The child who never sits still will be statuesque while he listens to the album in 40-minute chunks, and he can sing most of it back to you on command.
It's Sunday morning at my church. The whole congregation is seated expectantly as they wait for the organ prelude to start. Just as the first notes begin Owen breaks loose from back in the choir area and runs up to the very front of the church calling for the senior pastor. When he reaches her, delivers his very important announcement: They have a new LEGO table. She asks if she can come and play with it sometime. (After the service) He says no, because she lives at church.
They all really need to get outside, but Owen needs it the worst. We got back from a run on a "warm" day last week, and he was practically blue while he begged to stay out and play some more.
Felix
While Owen was at the peanut doctor Felix taught himself how to army crawl. (Ish) He's been rolling to wherever he needs to go for the past month at least, and it's about time he had a forward gear. Too bad it was on a disgusting hospital floor, but he really just needed an enclosed space and nothing else to do to work it out.
He squeals whenever you hand him his little Curious George doll. It's definitely his favorite toy.
He takes his socks off and sucks on them all the time.
Thursday, March 8, 2018
James and Owen on the Punic Wars
Owen: It was funny! And the Romans tried to run away, but the elephants tried to spray them!
Me: Are the Romans elephants? (We were confused about this earlier.)
Owen: No, the elephants tried to get the Romans and spray them. The elephants ran fast and got them with water.
Me: James, what can you tell me about the Punic Wars?
James: Chickens
Me: What about chickens?
James: They threw.
Me: Who threw? And why?
James: They were thrown overboard.
Me: Why were they on a boat?
James: I don't know.
Me: Who was Hannibal?
James: A waddick.
Me: What's a waddick?
Owen: A waddick is something that gets mad.
James: It's just a waddick.
Me: What can you tell me about Carthage?
James: I don't know.
Me: Is it a city?
James: No.
Me: It is a city.
James: Oh.
Me: Are they friends with Rome in Carthage?
James: I don't know.
Me: Should we read that whole chapter again?
James: No.
Me: Then tell me something you remember about the chapter besides chickens and elephants.
James: They marched down from the mountains.
Me: Do you remember why they were fighting?
James: No.
Me: Were they fighting over who got to have ships in the Mediterranean Sea?
James: I think so.
Me: Do you remember anything from the last chapter of Wayside School?
James: What was it called?
Me: It was called Ears. It was about Wendy Nogard.
James: There was an ear on her head.
Me: And what could the ear do?
James: Hear people's brains.
Me: Is that more interesting than the Punic Wars?
Owen: I remember why they were fighting!
Me: Why, Owen?
Owen: Because the elephants were trying to spray them! That's why they were fighting.
Me: Okay, let's read some more Wayside School.
Me: Are the Romans elephants? (We were confused about this earlier.)
Owen: No, the elephants tried to get the Romans and spray them. The elephants ran fast and got them with water.
Me: James, what can you tell me about the Punic Wars?
James: Chickens
Me: What about chickens?
James: They threw.
Me: Who threw? And why?
James: They were thrown overboard.
Me: Why were they on a boat?
James: I don't know.
Me: Who was Hannibal?
James: A waddick.
Me: What's a waddick?
Owen: A waddick is something that gets mad.
James: It's just a waddick.
Me: What can you tell me about Carthage?
James: I don't know.
Me: Is it a city?
James: No.
Me: It is a city.
James: Oh.
Me: Are they friends with Rome in Carthage?
James: I don't know.
Me: Should we read that whole chapter again?
James: No.
Me: Then tell me something you remember about the chapter besides chickens and elephants.
James: They marched down from the mountains.
Me: Do you remember why they were fighting?
James: No.
Me: Were they fighting over who got to have ships in the Mediterranean Sea?
James: I think so.
Me: Do you remember anything from the last chapter of Wayside School?
James: What was it called?
Me: It was called Ears. It was about Wendy Nogard.
James: There was an ear on her head.
Me: And what could the ear do?
James: Hear people's brains.
Me: Is that more interesting than the Punic Wars?
Owen: I remember why they were fighting!
Me: Why, Owen?
Owen: Because the elephants were trying to spray them! That's why they were fighting.
Me: Okay, let's read some more Wayside School.
Monday, February 19, 2018
Safety Training
Today Owen sat in on James' school so that both of them could work on a Safety unit we're going to do this week. But before we talked about fire, strangers, and bike safety, we just did a basic review of names, addresses, etc.
Me: Okay, James. What's your full name?
James: James
Me: And your middle name?
James: Davis
Me: And what's your last name?
James: <pauses> Bear?
Me: No...not exactly.
James: Smith?
Me: Yes. So your full name is James Davis Smith. Owen, what's your name?
Owen: I don't know.
Me: What do we call you?
Owen: <grinning> Owen
Me: And what's your middle name?
Owen: Smith.
Me: That's your last name. What's your middle name?
Owen: I don't know.
Me: What do we call you when you're in trouble?
Owen: Oh! NICHOLAS!!!
Me: So your name is Owen Nicholas Smith.
Owen: <looks as if he's getting in trouble.>
Me: And where do we live?
James: November!
Owen: Pennsylvania!
Me: No, what's our address?
James: America!
Owen: New York City!
Me: This could take awhile...
Me: Okay, James. What's your full name?
James: James
Me: And your middle name?
James: Davis
Me: And what's your last name?
James: <pauses> Bear?
Me: No...not exactly.
James: Smith?
Me: Yes. So your full name is James Davis Smith. Owen, what's your name?
Owen: I don't know.
Me: What do we call you?
Owen: <grinning> Owen
Me: And what's your middle name?
Owen: Smith.
Me: That's your last name. What's your middle name?
Owen: I don't know.
Me: What do we call you when you're in trouble?
Owen: Oh! NICHOLAS!!!
Me: So your name is Owen Nicholas Smith.
Owen: <looks as if he's getting in trouble.>
Me: And where do we live?
James: November!
Owen: Pennsylvania!
Me: No, what's our address?
James: America!
Owen: New York City!
Me: This could take awhile...
Tuesday, February 13, 2018
Football Plans
I. During the Super Bowl
James: Hey Mommy and Daddy! I just did a good thing!
Me: Oh? What was it?
James: Well, when I just sitting on the potty, I said a prayer to God!
<brief pause>
Julie: That IS good! What did you say?
James: I prayed that the Eagles would win and that the Patriots would lose!
Me: ....well, I think--
James: And I prayed that the Patriots would stop being cheaters!
II. During Dinner
James: I've changed my mind about what I'm going to be when I grow up.
Me: Not a scientist?
James: I'm going to be a football player.
Owen: I'm going to be a football player too!
James: Yeah, I don't know which team I'll play for. Probably the Minnesota Vikings or something.
Owen: I like the New England Patriots!
Me: Owen, did you mean to say "I don't like the New England Patriots?"
Owen: I LIKE the New England Patriots!
Me: <stern look>
Owen: I'm going to play for the Patriots when I get bigger.
Me: See that snowbank out there?
Owen: Where? Yup!
Me: That's where New England Patriots fans sleep.
Owen: No, they sleep wherever they want to!
James: But Owen, the New England Patriots are cheaters!
Owen: <happily> Yes! And I LIKE cheating!
James: Hey Mommy and Daddy! I just did a good thing!
Me: Oh? What was it?
James: Well, when I just sitting on the potty, I said a prayer to God!
<brief pause>
Julie: That IS good! What did you say?
James: I prayed that the Eagles would win and that the Patriots would lose!
Me: ....well, I think--
James: And I prayed that the Patriots would stop being cheaters!
II. During Dinner
James: I've changed my mind about what I'm going to be when I grow up.
Me: Not a scientist?
James: I'm going to be a football player.
Owen: I'm going to be a football player too!
James: Yeah, I don't know which team I'll play for. Probably the Minnesota Vikings or something.
Owen: I like the New England Patriots!
Me: Owen, did you mean to say "I don't like the New England Patriots?"
Owen: I LIKE the New England Patriots!
Me: <stern look>
Owen: I'm going to play for the Patriots when I get bigger.
Me: See that snowbank out there?
Owen: Where? Yup!
Me: That's where New England Patriots fans sleep.
Owen: No, they sleep wherever they want to!
James: But Owen, the New England Patriots are cheaters!
Owen: <happily> Yes! And I LIKE cheating!
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