Today would have been my dad’s 70th birthday so I was making a cake. Ricky was very disturbed by this. He has been obsessing about his birthday lately and always asking me whose birthday is next and then next and then next until we get to his. I’ve left my dad out of this list, so when I am suddenly throwing a birthday in, Ricky was NOT happy. He started arguing with me (a current trend and one I am trying to put a quick stop to) that the next birthday was his cousin Andrew’s (whose is on Thursday) and no one could possibly have a birthday before then. It actually was pretty funny how concerned he was about this cake. Once I let him lick the beaters from my mixer, he quickly forgot that we were having a birthday not on his list. (my apologies to Kevin’s family–I know that today is also cousin Grant’s birthday, but for confusions sake, we only talk about the ones we celebrate here with cake and candles)
I had never realized how often it is necessary to turn your back on your child–just so you can laugh without them knowing it. This week Ricky was drawing with these marker/crayons that are very vibrant in color and very easy to color with. I was doing dishes or fixing dinner or something and not fully paying attention to what Ricky was doing. The next time I looked over at him, I had to quickly turn my back. I almost had tears. That boy had bright blue not only on his nose and as a mustache, but up each nostril as well. I don’t know what he was doing, but just knowing that it wasn’t going to wash off very easily was more than I could stand.
This has turned a bit too bloggy, so I’m done. We spent a lot of time outside last Monday when we had a day of 80 degree weather. Kevin finally put together the wagon the boys got for Christmas from their grandparents. For all of Billy’s distaste for strollers and shopping carts, he LOVED the wagon! He laughed and giggled and smiled and had the best time riding around our backyard.
Billy is a food thrower. The scene in “Tootsie” often comes to my mind at meal time. It is funny to watch, not so funny to clean up. But, if you give the boy a twinkie, very little of it ends up on the floor!
Friday I took the boys to Lehi to visit Uncle Dan, Aunt Cathy and Cousin Danny. We had a good time playing outside with Danny’s other cousins, Jarrett and Chris–or as Ricky calls them “that boy in the yellow shirt” and “that boy in the red shirt.” Don’t mind the stick in the first picture–5 little boys running around a back yard makes for interesting adventures.
And, for all of you who have been just dying of curiosity . . . our family room ceiling is exactly one Kevin and one Ricky tall.
