Becca's been on fall break last week. She goes back to school this afternoon. She's looking forward to going back to school; of course she is in preschool and you learn in preschool by playing so she hasn't come to dislike school yet. I hope she doesn't start to dislike school at all. I here there are actually kids out there who actually enjoy school. I've never known any of them and I certainly wasn't one of them but I hope she has her love of learning throughout her entire life. I love learning but I didn't develop that until I was well out of school.
Becca and I have come up with a game that we play right before we go to sleep every night. It's called Bugga Bugga. The name is based on an episode of Dora the Explorer where she has interactions with a bug. Becca pretends to be a bug asleep and I am the daddy bug and I wake her up for breakfast and tell her what we are going to eat for breakfast but I have to interject the phrase "Bugga Bugga" every few words. There's also a variation where I go to wake her up and she's not asleep at all but instead she is playing with her Bugga Bugga toys. We repeat this sometimes over twenty times. There's also the Bugga Bugga Lion versions of our game where she is a Bugga Bugga and I am a Bugga Bugga lion out to eat up a Bugga Bugga and then there the one where I am a Bugga Bugga lion waiting for my Bugga Bugga to be born out from under the blankets that are standing in as the mommy Bugga Bugga lion and when she is born I am so happy to see my baby Bugga Bugga lion cub. Then we also have developed the Ice Cream Shop game where we are at an ice cream shop where the only two flavors are sunshine and poo-poo. Last night the game was particularly fun because poo-poo was not on the menu; last night we could choose from sunshine ice cream and splatter strawberry. Last nights Ice Cream shop game was the most elaborate yet as Becca pretended to drive me to the shop as I rode in the back seat. I took on the role of the child and Becca took the role of the mommy. After the ice cream shop we pretended to go to the zoo where we stood in line forever to get a ticket because Becca told me that if we snuck on in without paying our money we would get thrown out. We paid our money and got a ticket. We gave the ticket taker our tickets and they gave us chocolate money. We then went to ride the pig merry-go-round where we also ate some pig angel food cake. Then we went to see the gorillas who had been let out of the glass enclosure and you could hug the gorillas. I next went swimming with the monkeys and slid down the neck of a giraffe like a slide. It seems that the game got kind of bizarre after that because we had to leave the zoo and go to the hospital because Becca had to have a baby cut out of her tummy. These games take forever to play and sometimes I am just too tired but Becca has come to look forward to them every night so I play them with her.
I tried to leave her down at Mamaw & Papaw's a night or two last week but she fussed so heartily for me that one night she came home with me and another night I ended up sleeping down there with her. She did manage to stay the night once last week but she had to have a picture of me with her when she went to bed, a picture of me when I was in high school. Papaw told me that she woke up at 2:30 one morning and stumbled into his bedroom and she was carrying my picture with her when she came. The night I spent with her down at Mamaw & Papaw's she commented on the fact that she wouldn't need the picture of me because I was there. She eventually decided to take the picture to bed with her anyway because she knew that I would be gone to work when she woke up and she wanted my picture with her after I left for work. She is such a sweet child. I know this is a faze she's going through and Mamaw & Papaw say they can't wait for it to be over because they have such a hard time getting her to sleep because she cries for me so much. I love the sentiment but I also hope she gets out of this faze because there's so many nights where she has to stay with either Mamaw & Papaw or with her Mother and she's not with me and I hate to think that she is unhappy anywhere she is.
I would love to have the children with me every night but I feel that it's better for them to stay with Mamaw & Papaw when I have them during the week. I don't see the point in getting the kids up so early and loading them in the car and taking them down to Mamaw & Papaw's at 5:30 in the morning. I know kids all over the world get up that early everyday but if they don't absolutely have to I don't think they should be be made to; plus cold weather is almost upon us and there's no more miserable time to go out in the cold than first thing in the morning.
I actually think that Becca has learned more this past week hanging out with Mamaw & Papaw than she would have in two months of preschool. Mamaw and especially Papaw have been working with her this past week. She has finally learned that the number five exists and that it actually comes between four and six. She's been driving me crazy withe the number five. She has been able to count to nine for some time but she always has forgotten number five. Now she can count to ten with the number five in its proper place. I was so proud when I heard her do it for the first time. For some weird reason I absolutely love hearing her count to ten. I never thought such a simple act could thrill me so much. She also has learned to not only spell her first name but also write it. I told her she would be ready for Centre College soon. She liked the idea of going to Centre College until she thought she would have to move away. She told me in a very serious manner that she didn't want to go to Centre. I told her that she could live with me and she could drive to college. She then brought up the fact that she couldn't drive. I told her that I would teach her how to drive and she told me that she didn't want me to teach her how to drive she wanted Sissy to teach her how to drive. I told Sissy that and she got a big kick out of that. She also informed me that she would be glad to teach her how to drive.
Grant has had a pretty monumental week as well. I can now say that Grant can officially walk. His chosen mode of locomotion is still to crawl but he can and will sometimes stand up on his own without pulling up on something and toddle five or six feet. He looks like a baby Frankenstein monster with his arms stretched out in front of him and of course sometimes he looks like a little drunk stumbling around trying so desperately to maintain his balance. I love watching my boy walk. There's nothing like watching my son walk while I'm listening to my daughter count. This is truly a special time in all of our lives.
Last Saturday Grant got his very first haircut. He was getting those wings over his ears that I would always get before I started shaving my head and it was getting a little long in the back. Becca, Grant and I loaded up and took us a trip to Cookie Cutters which is now known as Kiddie Kutters. I had him dresses in a plaid shirt and a pair of Levi's overalls. I chose a John Deere tractor barber chair for him because he was dressed for the part. I also chose a Teletubbies DVD for him to watch as he got his haircut. Teletubbies are about the only television show that he really likes. He did so great. He was pretty tired when we got there. He was actually asleep in his car seat as we pulled into the parking lot. He laid his head down on the steering wheel of the tractor and just calmly laid there as the woman cut his hair. She was amazed that he took it as well as he did. She commented to me that cutting his hair was almost too easy. I thought he might have a bit of trouble when she used the buzzer on him but he sat up for her and let her buzz his neck and over his ears like he'd had a hundred haircuts. I was so proud of my boy. He did lose his curls with the haircut but they'll be back. Becca got herself a haircut as well. We had to even up her last haircut that we had to get when she decided to take scissors to her own hair. Her cut looked great for a short haircut. Now that we have it even we can get on with the growing it back out business. After haircuts we went to get some lunch.
A couple of weeks ago I stopped by a shop called Re-Kids which used to be known as Children's Orchard. This place buys and sells used children's clothes. I had visited Children's Orchard and Once Upon a Child, another used children's clothes seller, before and I wasn't too impressed with the prices but now that it's known as Re-Kids the prices are fabulous. I bought Grant a pair of Levi's jeans for five dollars and a Children's Palace shirt for two dollars. I got tons of really high end clothes for twenty dollars. Anyway, after lunch last Saturday we went to Once Upon a Child because Dora the Explorer was going to be there. We had to wait an hour for Becca to sit on Dora's knee for seven seconds or so and get a picture taken. Becca got a thrill out of seeing Dora though. Then we went over to Re-Kids and I got two and a half tons of clothes for fifty dollars. I got Grant a really nice pair of Nike shoes, a Ralph Lauren outfit, a pair of Tommy Hilfiger jeans and tons of other high end stuff. Becca also got a bunch of jeans. I really like shopping there. Becca found a toy there that she really liked. It was a baseball on pole and when you swatted it with the plastic bat it would cheer for you and tell you that you had hit a single, a double or whatever it decided that you had hit. Becca told me she was going to put it on her Christmas list.
We then went to Toys R Us so Becca could browse around. She saw Biscuit, the Fur Real Friend there that she had originally seen on a commercial. She's decided that that is what she really wants this year for Christmas. I am distressed over that because the thing costs $180 dollars. If I get her that there will be precious few additional gifts. I hope I can swing it and still get her a nice pile of decent stuff. We then went to Culver's for supper where we met up with Mamaw, Papaw, Auntie Lynn, Uncle Rodney and the boys. After Culver's we went to Wal-Mart and then finally and thankfully home.
Friday after work I dropped by Re-Kids real quick and bought Becca a winter coat and I picked up the toy she had been so taken with. This was to be my first Christmas present purchase of the year. I put the toy in the trunk and headed on down to Mamaw & Papaw's. We went to church yesterday and as I was getting Grant's bag out of the trunk of the car Becca's eyes lit up and she asked me what that was in the trunk. She looked up at me with such adoration and told me what a great Dad I was. Well, so much for the first Christmas gift of the season.
Grant's eyes have been all matted, mucousy and crusty. We think he might have pink eye. He won't be going to daycare today. I'm off today anyway so I will enjoy hanging out with him while Becca is in school. He's got some eye drops that should take care of the problem. I hope Becca doesn't get it.
Well, that's all I can think to mention in this post. I need to go lay back down so I can enjoy my kids tomorrow. Daddy loves Rebecca & Grant!