Crystal's Note to the World

Crystal left this note in the Kitchen. I have not altered its spelling or grammar in any way.

Im late for the bus. So I think I'll miss it. but my mom says I wont miss it. I sayd to myself, I will miss it! I just will and I did miss it. the next day mom sayd, I will miss it. but I just dident. my mom gets everytitg rong! dont beleev my mom!

Rooker: Hero or Criminal?

Pretend for a minute that you are a 4 year old boy named Rooker Jay Lyman.

Its a normal day.
You wake up, find some swords and immediately start clearing the house of all the dragons, demons, and monsters that have accumulated throughout the night. Your keen senses allow to see beyond the disguise of a bed or a pillow or a dresser. With swooshing sounds, you plunge your swords deep into the wooden or feathered materials thereby vanquishing the foul beasts back to the nothing from whence they came. Scanning the rooms for more intruders, all you find is beds and blankets and laundy baskets having returned back to their previous normal state before they were defiled by their possessors.

So you sheath your swords back into the toy box. You remove your batman cape and your dads protective googles and head out into the normal world a hero.

Or so you thought.

What you failed to notice could be your greatest and last mistake ever. The leather couch has become a GIANT wretched monster never before seen. All hope seems lost. You have but seconds to make your move. The fate of your entire house depends on it.

Acting on pure instinct, you run as fast as you can straight into the kitchen and grab the most dangerous of all weapons.

The steak knife!

It gleems in the sunlight and causes the befouled couch to pause... but that is all you need. With lightning speed you plunge that steak knife DIRECTLY INTO THE CENTER CUSHION. Never have you heard such a blood-curdling scream in your whole life... but wait, that doesnt sound.. right.... and its coming.. from the other side.. of the room... and it sounds like..... MOM!!!

Tishme

I want to blog this so I never forget it. Bailey can be so adorable. Amy told me of this time when she was corrected about the proper way to say "tissue". Bailey explained that if you give someone a tissue, its said "tissue". But if you get one for yourself, its "tishme".

Crystal Takes Care of Me

Crystal was so sweet a few nights ago. I had a headache all day long, and when I came home, I had had it long enough it made me nautious, and so I just wanted to lay down, which I did. She wanted to play with me sooo bad, but I turned her down enough that she left (I always feel bad later for doing such).

A few minutes later she came in with 2 bowls and a sippy cup of water. She said that one bowl was for if I threw up, and the sippy cup was so I could rinse out my mouth, and then I could spit the water into the other bowl. It was soooo sweet, she did it all on her own. So I played a few easy games like "guess the animal" or "name things in the house that start with letters of the alphabet" that I could play while I lay there.

Anyway, I have good kids.

Crystal Growing Up

Man, it really hit me tonight how much Crystal has grown. All I had to do was tell her to take a shower. She said that she needed help getting the water turned on so it wasnt too hot. So I basically got the water just right, turned on the shower, and then left her in the bathroom all by herself.

She shampooed and conditioned her own hair, then turned off the water, got out, and dried off, brushed her own hair, then went into her bedroom and clothed herself in her own unders and pajamas.

Scary.

Saddest Ever

Bailey is the most adorable little girl ever. She really has me very emotionally wrapped up in her. It breaks my heart to see her upset, and it makes me the happiest father in the world to see her happy. I dont know what it is with her, but she is just so....ah, I cant explain it.

Well this evening Amy went shopping and the house desperately needed a cleaning. So I sent all 3 kids upstairs to throw all their toys in the bucket. It really is a very simple task. I meanwhile cleaned the main room and the kitchen and vacuumed. I had already accepted that getting them to actually clean would take some time and a little frustration.

So I went up and checked, and of course, not a single thing had been done, so I got on their cases a little blah blah blah eventually Crystal and Rooker were doing an excellent job of cleaning... but not Bailey. She absolutely refused to clean and instead was chasing our cats around the house. I told her 3-4 times that I was making Ramen Noodles and she could only have some if she helped clean. I know she got the message each time, but she refused to help.

Well, the room finally got cleaned and I made Ramen Noodles, but I only dished enough for Rooker and Crystal. I saw the sudden change in face as it finally dawned on Bailey that I was not feeding her any noodles. "Where's my bowl Daddy?" My heart is already starting to bleed at this point. "Im sorry Bailey, but you didnt help clean up.". Tears form in her eyes as she says "But I hungry too Daddy". I reply "Why didnt you help clean up?". "Cause I didnt want to...Please Daddy? I so hungry." And it wasnt the bratty whiny type cry, it was clear to me that she was absolutely heart-broken that I wouldnt let her eat while Crystal and Rooker ate right in front of her.

I could barely even breathe and my heart felt like a 1000 pounds trying to deal with this.

Eventually me and her went back upstairs and we picked up some popcorn, wrappers, and other misc, then she helped me vaccuum, AND THEN we came down and I made her some noodles.

I think all I was trying to accomplish was to let her know that I was serious so she wont doubt me so easily next time.

But it just about killed me to pull that off, Im not sure I could do it again.