Weird Words Heard in this House

“Prairie might murder us alive.” Rachel

“Lincoln, now is not the time to act like a disciplined frog!” Rachel

“I might sound like a sandwich.” Rachel

“I’m going to do a video of me eeping applesauce.” Prairie

“I’m making a music video about applesauce.  So shushy!” Prairie

“My reactions are so… mutant.” Rachel

“Clear clouds tonight.” Lincoln

“He looks supremely creamy.” Rachel (referring to Benedict Cumberbatch)

“… and why are there moths smeared onto the window?” Rachel

“I might feel like Noah’s Ark.” Rachel

“I would go naked if I could,”  Prairie comments on a hot day in the park.  When she catches my look, “Well, wouldn’t you?”

Sidney Update and bloggy catch-up

Many people have asked if Sidney and I are settled back in at home, if routines are back to normal . . .

Not really.  The last few months have been good.  Hectic, but good.  And emotional.

Sidney is content to be home.  Sid and the kids quickly folded us back into their daily.  I am not back in the swing of things yet.  I keep getting bowled over by waves of emotion  . . .

when I knock on the boys’ room in the morning, open the door and see both my boys waking up together in the same room again

when I go to kiss my girls awake

when my boys stand at the stove together making omelets

when music and song fill the house again, always, singing, humming, violin, clarinet, cello, piano . . .

when my boys sit side by side at the table eating and laughing together

when the kids play Twister

 

when eating supper together and we remember the times we used to tie a sock around Sidney’s mouth to remind him to stop talking so much . . .

you know, just normal everyday family life

it is so precious.

For weeks after Sidney and I got home, Lincoln, Rachel and Prairie just followed Sidney around.  Whereever he was, there they be.

Below, Sidney is doing something thoroughly unexciting and mundane on the computer. But “Look!  It’s our brother on the computer.  Let’s all crowd around and watch him!

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Sidney took it in stride.  Mabye he even relished it a bit, basking in all the love and attention.

While Sidney basks, it is easy for me to get bogged down in all the catching up I have to do.  Then I look out the window

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and see my girls in the rain, focused on something very small.

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They study it and take pictures.  As if it is the most amazing creature they have ever seen.

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They are also loud and silly.

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Which totally distracts me from brooding thoughts.

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We celebrated Sidney’s 18th birthday.

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After the party, when everyone had gone home, Sidney 2 and Sidney 3 put together an engine he got for his birthday.

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So many things changed.

A few key things the same — like me, watching my husband and asking “Why?”

He never really answers that question.

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And Prairie wants to show how flexible she is.

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We’ve all been exercising together.  Prairie destroys all of us with her flexibility.  I am pretty sure my foot is about a mile from head when I attempt this pose.

But since I’m the picture-taker, ain’t nobody getting that picture.

Sidney’s Social Cave

Sidney’s Make-A-Wish request was a room to hang out with family and friends and chat, because chatting is Sidney’s favorite thing in the world.  At Ronald McDonald House, he discovered that pool was a fun game to play while chatting.   So he specifically requested a pool table, seating and a jukebox.  He got a few extras thrown in that he was not expecting.

His room is almost done.  We are waiting on some more seating and I plan to add a comfy rug to the cold floor and nice shelves to hold his science-y things.  But we are already enjoying his room.

I spend most of my time trying to keep my toes out from under a pair of big, heavy work boots.

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Sidney’s Homecoming

From Home with Love …

We are home.

All of us.  Together.  Home on our hill.

Sidney and I crept up the driveway on a Saturday evening, two weeks ago.  No one knew we were coming home early.  They were all busy preparing for Rachel’s 13th birthday party, which was the same day.

The evening was full of surprises.  The family got a son and brother home.   The coming-home son got his own surprise — an almost finished room in the basement.  One by one, as aunts and grandmas arrived, each walked into the living room, not expecting to see the one they were missing.

It was a good evening.

 

Kid Quotables

POSTED BY LINCOLN

From Home with Love…

“Yeah, glass breaking smells like ting-a-ling.” Lincoln

“Rachel, you blubberstick!” Rachel

“Well, it used to have a big smell.” Prairie

“I’m going to name my mountain with lollipops!” Prairie

“I can’t remember my face.” Lincoln

“Tasting is believing!” Prairie

“You’d need a separate maggot for that…” Lincoln

“Unions are basically basic though…” Rachel

“OK yeah, go and come back with mer-muffins.” Prairie

“It’s the Age of the Munchkins, Lincoln.” Rachel

“… 9y minus mineteen…” Lincoln

“It’s on my scoo shelf.” Rachel

“I don’t know what your finger thinks of you, but…” Prairie

“… Chalm down, Prairie.” Rachel

“I might not care if you touch it or not, I just don’t want you to touch it!” Rachel

Yet more quotes

POSTED BY LINCOLN

From Home with Love…

“Hey Lincoln, what’s your name?” Prairie

“We might have maybe milk.” Daddy

“I’m crinecting your pronounciation.”  Lincoln(trying to correct Rachel’s pronunciation)

“Let us prepare for the butt-whapping ceremony.” Rachel

“What did you say? Something about sidewalk mercy?” Rachel

“Lincoln, not everyone sees your view of point.” Rachel

“Prairie, my patience is not, long like a road.  It is thin, like a pea!” Rachel

“Rachel, your patience should expand to be big, like a carrot.” Prairie

“I found out that frogs eat slop,” Lincoln.(Edit: the girls pranking me)

“There has been confusement!” Prairie

“This spoon of yogurt leads to wisdom.” Prairie

“You have soapy fangs?” Lincoln