Nate likes water.
On the weekend Nate "baptized" his stuffed horse with water... on our bed.
Later that day, as I was outside deep frying (homemade fish and chips), I began to notice him placing pails of water a couple feet away from me, as the collection silently amassed, I asked him what he was doing. "Getting water ready in case you catch on fire." Thanks, Nate.
Sunday, April 08, 2012
James likes to eat.
James likes to eat.
On Friday James ate so much and with such ferocity that I had flashbacks of eating at my parents place with my teenage brother. It also prompted Sara to start an honest discussion about the best strategy to divide food equitably so that every member of the family could get enough food to eat. (There was an unspoken understanding that just making more food until James had enough to eat wasn't a viable option.) James is barely one.
On Saturday we caught James on multiple occasions trying to eat dirt from the potted plants. With a fork.
On Sunday James came and offered me his hand. I took it assuming he might want help walking. I was wrong. He began pulling me across the living room, and then the dining room, right up to his high chair. "Ah, you want to eat?" I begin rummaging around the kitchen. The next time I look back, James has procured some plastic food from somewhere and has placed it on a plastic plate at the base of his high chair, and is poking at it with a plastic fork. Okay. I get the picture!
On Friday James ate so much and with such ferocity that I had flashbacks of eating at my parents place with my teenage brother. It also prompted Sara to start an honest discussion about the best strategy to divide food equitably so that every member of the family could get enough food to eat. (There was an unspoken understanding that just making more food until James had enough to eat wasn't a viable option.) James is barely one.
On Saturday we caught James on multiple occasions trying to eat dirt from the potted plants. With a fork.
On Sunday James came and offered me his hand. I took it assuming he might want help walking. I was wrong. He began pulling me across the living room, and then the dining room, right up to his high chair. "Ah, you want to eat?" I begin rummaging around the kitchen. The next time I look back, James has procured some plastic food from somewhere and has placed it on a plastic plate at the base of his high chair, and is poking at it with a plastic fork. Okay. I get the picture!
Saturday, April 07, 2012
Monday, April 02, 2012
I was helping out with Sunday School yesterday.
I was helping out with Sunday School yesterday. It was Palm Sunday, so lots of "Hosanna"s. We had just finished singing a song with it in it for the kids, and one of the girl's stops and goes, "But, seriously, who's Anna?"
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
First Sargent Sundae run of the year (the Sunday before last).
First Sargent Sundae run of the year (the Sunday before last).


Sunday, March 25, 2012
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Just found another plastic bb (courtesy of Geoff as stocking stuffers) from our first Christmas at our place (2008).
Just found another plastic bb (courtesy of Geoff as stocking stuffers) from our first Christmas at our place (2008). They were for toy guns and subsequently shot all over our place Christmas morning. The boys still randomly find them from time to time, but we're down to 2 to 3 per year now.
Monday, March 19, 2012
I was kicking around the soccer ball with Nate.
I was kicking around the soccer ball with Nate. He was running past me and I tried to pass the ball to him, but he didn't see it coming and tripped over the ball and went flying. Not skipping a beat, Nate gets up and informs me that's what soccer players do, and then requests me to kick the ball to him a couple times, at which point he purposefully falls over saying that's how you play soccer. I'm unclear on whether he's just that smooth at adapting to his own pitfalls, or if he's actually seen a professional soccer game.
Nate, "There was a bug in the bathroom, but it ran away, because I had such big muscles.
Nate, "There was a bug in the bathroom, but it ran away, because I had such big muscles... and I was so strong and healthy."
Friday, March 16, 2012
Sara's trying to get Nate properly dressed to go to the park, "Nate, you need to be fast, because it's getting late."
Sara's trying to get Nate properly dressed to go to the park, "Nate, you need to be fast, because it's getting late."
Nate runs away from Sara in his underwear and starts rapidly running in and out of the bedrooms yelling, "I'm being fast!"
...next time we'll be more specific.
Nate runs away from Sara in his underwear and starts rapidly running in and out of the bedrooms yelling, "I'm being fast!"
...next time we'll be more specific.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Is very happy to be celebrating his little "pi" baby's first birthday.
Is very happy to be celebrating his little "pi" baby's first birthday. We gave him a little toy drum set (not sure what we were thinking). Nate was very keen to point out (repeatedly) that because the box it came in featured a picture with two boys on it, the drum set should therefore be shared.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Nate, "Dad can you take my picture?"
Nate, "Dad can you take my picture?"
Take picture.
"Nate, why are you grimacing?"
Take second picture.

Take picture.
"Nate, why are you grimacing?"
Take second picture.

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