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…may I charm the bejeesus out of each and every one of you?

It's Showtime!

I for one will not be surprised if Cael goes into the performing arts because he can strike a picture perfect pose (see above), absorb and deliver killer lines from movies and TV, and have us all laughing til our guts burst with his rubber facial expressions.  If he doesn’t do acting, or dancing, then he will move on to sales where nobody’s money will be safe from this kid.  Look at this picture, it was a spontaneous shot, he grabbed my sunglasses and put them on, and I said give me a cool guy pose and snapped this with the iPhone.  It’s killing me.

It’s certainly his superpower.

Every night for the past few weeks Cael has been more or less misbehaving just as I get home from work.  Whether it’s a fight with his brother, disobeying Nikki and I, or just plain having a meltdown about nothing at all, it’s been a frustrating new pattern for him.  It’s obviously related to being hungry (nevermind that children guard that feeling like a state secret for some reason, heaven forbid they tell you they are hungry, no, they would rather just flip out on you for no apparent reason than mention they are hungry, or when’s supper?)  We have finally resorted to just feeding him a snack moments before dinner appears on the table despite that being listed in the Vallentyne Parental Handbook as a WORST CASE SCENARIO, horror upon horrors, he might not eat his supper!!!!  It’s just better that way, he then has the blood sugar to tolerate his brother, or anything else those 25 minutes might throw at him (careful, don’t spill your milk… it might ramp up into a HurriCael).

Anyway, last night just as I was home and coming through the door, he and Quinn had a slight altercation, which Quinn immediately apologized for.  Too little, too late.  Just as he was getting ready to unleash a real foot-stomper, I held up my hand and said “Hey! That’s not ok here.  You can’t act that way among the rest of us.  If you are going to do that you have to go somewhere else.”

He stopped in mid-whine as he sat on the floor (the better to stomp both feet) and looked at me with eyes full of as-yet unshed tears and said in a perfectly calm voice “What are my options?”

I had to turn around and answer him facing the other way so he wouldn’t see me biting back laughter “If you are going to have a fit, you can go to your room.  Or you can stop and stay down here, it’s up to you.”  He chose to stop, and I fed him exactly 5 Wheat Thins, and then we had supper and a wonderful time in the park before bed.

That’s why I have grey hair.

Well after reading Court’s blog about no content for a while, y’know what with that whole work thing getting in the way, I thought I would take a minute to contribute one of my rare posts. Now, let’s see what EVER would I post about? …Right.  Kids of course.

Here is a little taste of the young sweetness that I’m gratefully surrounded by.

Let’s start with our little ham Cael:

Cael and I were talking and cuddling and he decided after a while that he wanted to head downstairs and play with some toys while I folded laundry.  Before going downstairs he paused on the top step towards the basement and says, “I love you forever mom.”

To which I reply, “I love you forever too, Little Man.”

“No like I REALLY love you, like forever and ever when we are dead and in our Heaven Suits!”

Kay, so now I’m REALLY curious.  I have to find out more about this.  So I say, “Heaven Suits huh?  What do our heaven suits look like?”

Cael looks at me like ‘Are you kidding me?’ and says, “Y’know, they’re like blue dresses and we have that circle thing on our heads.”

What can  I say at this point, I should have known what this heaven suit looks like obviously, seems that everyone does according to Cael.  So I simply replied, “Oh, of course.  I love you in my heaven suit too.”

Then there is Quinn:

Quinn is a more serious sort.  Not too serious, just a “one mood” kind of guy.  He’s so easy going and takes everything in stride.  He loves to be loved up, and expresses himself conservatively, which is a bit of a contrast to his exuberant younger brother.  When he does throw you a bone though (and it happens often), you definitely know he means it and wants you to know how he feels.  So with that in mind, I’ll share with you the bone he threw me recently.  He was in bed one night and I was tucking him in .  I was kissing his face and then proceeded to nibble on his ears while he giggled. Then he says, “Mom, please don’t nibble on my ear.”

He was giggling so I was confused by the request.  “Why do you want me to stop nibbling on your ears Quinn?”

Insert throwing of bone, “Because I can’t hear all the beautiful things you have to say.”

Well guess which one of us turned into a melted puddle.  I’ll give you a hint….not Quinn.  What a doll.

Our sweet and ever growing up Jordy:

Last, but certainly not least, I have to share something about Jordy.  You may recall before how I was mentioning what a big person she is.  Well that continues on a daily basis. I learn from her a lot.  We all do.  She’s got an old soul and a heart of gold.  The thing I guess I’m most grateful for is that she still wants to hang out with Mom sometimes.  We had given her a lot of room with managing her own workload, at her request…and it didn’t go as smoothly as it could have.  She said later, it’s better when we are on her about this stuff.  What kid would say, “yeah, you were right, I need you to help me.”  This kid would.  We are pretty proud of her.  It is March break and she is staying in Cornwall until Thursday.  She asked me before she left, “Mom, can we do something just me and you on Thursday when I get back?”

Music to a mother’s ears to hear her teenager choose to spend quality time with her.

This is one proud mom, signing off for now.  I’ve got some Green Rice Krispies to make and some Shamrock face painting to do!   I love March Break. I can’t wait for summer holidays. :-)

It seems that I managed to forget to post a Happy Birthday to Cael here yesterday, dang it.

Cael at Christmas

Happy Birthday Buddy!  Hard to believe you are 5, really.

Hey people,

Yeah, the periodic post, after promising I’d be here more often. Whadda-ya-gunna-do? Well summer is here for the most part. That will mean that with the kids home all day everyday, my posts will be even less frequent.

Jordynn’s last day of school will be on the 24th. Quinn’s will be on the 25th and Cael’s last day EVER of preschool will be tomorrow. Littlest man of the house graduates from preschool and prepares to join Quinn at the elementary school in September. He’s looking forward to that as it means a bus ride to school instead of “Mom’s Taxi Service”. I think “Mom’s Taxi Service” (MTS) provides better service but who can really compete with a 4 year olds lust to ride the muggy, metal, yellow tube?

This graduation (of sorts) will be bittersweet for him I imagine seeing as the two loves of his life are not joining him at the same school next year. Me being a dogan means we have the kids in the Catholic system. His girlfriends won’t be at the same school. I’m not sure if he’s figured this out yet or not. Good thing their mom and I have become friends, that way he gets to see them regularly (hopefully!) without having to depend on school.

A little conversation I heard in the back row of the van a week or so ago went something like this:

Q-”Cael, why do your girlfriends always want to play with you?”

C-”Well Quinn, (snicker snicker) they think I can save the world.”

[insert them both having a good yuk over this and through giggling chatter they say]

Q-”But Cael…You CAN’T save the WORLD!!!” (snicker snicker)

C-”YEAH! I KNOW!” (Laugh laugh snicker snicker)

I know for a fact that these girls are smarter than these two chuckleheads give them credit for. This could mean that these girls are well on their way to understanding what it means to feed a man’s ego. God love them!

More later!

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