The Six of Us

I apparently need to clean my scanner.

Whatever.

Anyway, I thought I would just do a little update on the family today, since I have nothing funny to say, and I felt compelled to blog.

Eden has started to army crawl. I thought it would never happen since we spend the majority of the time in the kitchen that has wood floors, and I couldn't imagine her managing it since they are so slippery. But, she has since proved that crawling is easier in the kitchen, since she can just pull herself with her arms, and then just let her legs drag. I don't think I will ever convince her that her legs are anything but decorative. She loves her siblings, and is often on her belly army-crawling after them. She also like to rip paper, eat it, throw it up on the kitchen floor, and then finger paint with it.

Lily has mastered the two words that will shape her life and relationships: "They're mean..." (and "I DO!" too...she says this a lot). She has become very tidy, and can be heard singing, "eee uhhh eeee uhhh" (clean up clean up) when I ask her to put her toys away. She is also an obsessive door closer. She has also decided that everything needs to be completely fair at the dinner table and refuses to eat if she didn't get some salad dressing, too, even if she doesn't have salad in her bowl. FAIR IS FAIR. She glared at me the other night after I had distributed corn on the cob to everyone except herself, and after about 8 minutes I couldn't stand it anymore, and just gave her her own. She surprised me by eating it all, and entertained herself by pulling out the sharp corn cob holders and looking at Jeremy with a concerned face. He would satisfy her by putting them back in, but got tired of it after the seventh time. She thought it highly entertaining, but I could see she really wanted to just poke someone really hard with one (like how she took the sharp barbeque tongs and stabbed them into Jeremy's back as he lay prostrate on the floor the other night...)

Eva has nurtured her princessness, and has reached a new level of high-pitched speaking I thought impossible. But, during the times she isn't impersonating a squirrel, she is singing, for Eden's delight and pleasure, the ABCs very off-key. She is generally helpful, and sweet, except for when she is not. She is in the "Why" stage, and I find it frustrating when she insists on asking why questions that I cannot answer. I can sort of see why she does it though. It's like her brain is doing one of these:

Joshua is working hard at arguing with us as much as posible, and has been doing so since the day he turned seven. I know it's normal, but it's gotten to the point where he argues about stupid stuff, like when we were in the car the other day and Eva said, "Mommy, you are beautiful..." to which Joshua replied, "No, she isn't," to which I replied with a very angry voice some random monster sounds as my heart crushed under the weight of his words, and Jeremy told Josh he was going to bed for the rest of the day when we got home. Other than that, he is very helpful, and super smart (hence all the arguing), and he thoroughly enjoys astronomy and reading his history book aloud to me in the kitchen. My favorite story he read was about Anasi the spider (an african tale) and how he was so greedy he kept giving up food that would have helped his village, but he thought he could find something better, and when Joshua got to the moral of "You should eat what is placed in front of you" he looked up at me sheepishly as I stirred the soup we were having for dinner that he requested we eat "tomorrow" (read, never).

Jeremy is working hard, and when he is home he tries to interact with the children by biting them and/or licking them. When he isn't doing that, he gives them little tid bits of information, that result in very exciting dinner conversations. One that immediately comes to mind is when Eva asked us one of her why questions that spurred a conversation about how we were made by God, and Jeremy queried out loud if the "intelligences" that we were made of were male and female, or if we chose that (to which I replied that we were always male and female...I could be wrong, but I don't think so. Somebody back me up here.), and then he wondered, again, out loud, what we were before we were "intelligences." I think I shrugged, and he pushed forward, ignoring me, and got a spacey look on his face, and exclaimed, "Beetles!" I am pretty sure I inhaled something I was laughing so hard, and Jeremy made some comment about how he loves that I still laugh at him. He's still working on his Mustang, and I still hate it, since she is a vertiable expense-inducing mistress. Jeremy is convinced that I will love it when he is done. Personally, I will love it when it plummets accidentally over a cliff and smashes into a very small metal pancake.

I'm just doing the same ol' same ol'. Nothing exciting going on.
Yeah.

I'll let you know when I do.