Besides being really not fun in the allergy department, I think the wind has made us all a little crazy. Well, actually, I KNOW it has....
Yesterday afternoon Pax ran outside for a bit while his Daddy was putting something in the car. Soon after Adam came back in, we heard him outside shouting...
"Hey Wind! WIND! WIND!! STOP BLOWING!! I told you....STOP BLOWING!!"
I think he was trying out the whole Jesus-calming-the-storm thing.
Too bad it didn't work...
But we sure got a laugh out of it!
Springtime in Colorado is always an adventure...you just never know what you're gonna get, weather-wise. Last Saturday, it snowed. It was also the day before Easter, and, since the Daddy was working and there were eggs to be dyed, I decided to call it a Jammie day and break out the dye.
Pax was SO into the dye-making...fascinated by what happened when we dropped those little tablets into the vinegar and they began to bubble. So involved, in fact, that when we forgot to make a yellow and I told him I'd make it while he started dying eggs, he refused. Insisted on sitting on the counter until the yellow was dissolved; just stirring and staring.
He was equally fascinated by the actual coloring of the eggs...which I left mainly to him, with a little help when he needed it. He dyed eggs last year; but it was over in about 3 minutes. This year he SO loved it. Totally fun!
And where was Little Bit during all of this?
she dragged her favorite little green musical chair over to the sliding door, sat down in front of it, watched the snow...and sang over and over, "DaDa, DaDa, DaDa, DaDa....", she knew it was a day Daddy was supposed to be home. And she didn't like it. So she just sat, waiting to be the first one to see him push his bike through the gate.
My sweet little Daddy's girl :)
I love days like this.
Even Little Bit got in on the action...and took over Pax's frames, with Daddy's help. After about 4 frames, Small Son decided the computer was a bit more interesting. Maybe he's going to be an engineer....or CEO of a company, at least. He likes be in control of things :)
I, on the other hand, definitely benefited from the kiddie bumpers...much to my husband's chagrin. What can I say? My bowling skills have gone down-hill since high school. But we had fun! The coolest part? When we walked in, we recognized 3 of our previous youth kids from when we were youth leaders at a church here in Ft. Collins. They immediately recognized us, called us by name...it was so fun to see them all grown up & hear about their lives now...and the sweetest part? One of them comped us everything when we went to pay at the end. The shoes, the game, everything...
it's pretty neat to see that our lives, and the things we do with them, actually DO make a lasting impact on people. Especially because I know those kids made an impact on my life.
Once B had calmed down, Pax crept over to us where we snuggled on the couch. "Can I give her a kiss now, Mama? Is she calming down?" he asked me, snuggling up to my leg. After I told him he could and that she was ok, he gave her a very sweet little kiss and she cuddled up with him...they really are little buddies already. I love it! I attempted to get a picture with my point & shoot of her hand to show Adam; it didn't turn out very well but she wasn't up for a photo shoot. Can't say I blame her!You can see the red mark where she got stung; this is only about 1/3 swollen. Her whole little hand swelled up too. Pax was so sweet and worried about her...I told him how proud I was of him that he'd been trying to protect his baby sister, telling her not to touch the bee and stomping on it afterwords. We talk a LOT about how, since he's the big brother, he needs to be especially nice to litter kids and look out for them....amazing how many bigger boys we've meet lately that just aren't nice at.all. to smaller kiddos. Adam and I want him to learn to be a protector of the smaller and weaker people he meets in life-gentleman may be an old-fashioned word, and I don't in any way want to take away my son's rough-and-tumble boy-ness, but that's kinda the idea. The gentleman part, I mean. But seeing him take action to protect his sister was pretty neat. I hope they always have that kind of relationship.
....and I'm super happy to say that little miss is NOT allergic to wasps! Sadly, however, a few days later we learned she IS allergic to peanuts. Just like Pax was at this age; although her reaction wasn't as severe. Can you see the red hives all over her face? It was another benedryl-and-watch-closely situation, only Daddy was home that time. Didn't seem to bother her in the least, other than being a little itchy-but I'm very thankful for benedryl!As much as I love learning new things about my children, I think I'd like a little break now....