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New Clothes: Three friends lent/gave me some maternity clothes. A ton of maternity clothes. Now I have so many cute and comfortable clothes that I almost forgot I was pregnant! I think I will enjoy the next 7 weeks.

I spent 45 minutes trying on clothes tonight, and I think John thought I was silly, but apparently you forget that clothes are supposed to cover you completely and stay put!

[Comments] (1) Naggie and Tough People: I substituted in Maggie's Primary class a few weeks ago. I head her bragging about doing how she was going really big puzzles when she was little. She also told me that a boy in her class broke his leg and said, "He's a tough guy. I can tell." Of course, she also said that about an extremely overweight woman at Target; "That's the biggest, toughest girl I ever seen", she repeated multiple times (the woman did not hear, luckily).

She has a friend with autism. His mom said he does well when he is told how to play and what to do. Not surprisingly, they make a good pair. After a playdate, his mom told me he talked about Maggie a lot - but was calling her "Naggie." hahaha!

Having asked me a difficult question and listening to my pause, she said, "Because that's the way the world works?" Guess I've said that a few times.

[Comments] (1) Dalton Copies Mom and More:
Running by as I cut out a pattern on the floor: Don't cut my feet! That would be very ouchie.
Not being naughty: That's not a toy. and That's not safe.

Dalton, finding himself stranded on a large rock at the park called out, "Hey dad, come here! It's me, Dalton."

As we were leaving the grocery store, Dalton asked me, "which one is grandma and grandpa's car?" What? "Your" Grandma and Grandpa?" I asked. "My friend," he replied. Aha. An old man in an electric cart was chatting him up at the grocery store, and apparently left quite an impression.

Dalton's Birthday and Mickey's Halloween Party: It was a good end to Dalton's birthday (which started with the kids waking up too early and fighting all morning). We got him a ball at the $1 store and The Rescuers/The Rescuers Down Under. The kids had gymnastics and Dalton had art class in the morning, and after school we went to Disneyland for Mickey's Halloween Party.

It was dark so the pictures aren't great, but we had so much fun. The kids loved trick-or-treating at the treat trails around Disneyland. The atmosphere was really fun, and we also saw the Halloween parade and fireworks show. Dalton crashed in the stroller on the way back to the car, but Maggie almost made it until we got home, after 10 pm.

Sneaky Daddy (and Mean Mommy): Last night Dalton wanted to go to bed in our bed. So I tucked him in and went downstairs. John went up to snuggle with Dalton and a few minutes later, little feet pitter-pattered down the stairs.

D: I'm not tired anymore.
Me: Well, you can either go in your bed, or go snuggle Daddy.
D: Um... nobody? (he says this for "nothing", or in this case, "Those options suck, Mom.")
Me: It's bedtime. You can go to bed, or you can snuggle Daddy.
D: Um... go to bed?
Me: Ok, let's go.

I sent Dalton to get into his bed and went to get his guys* from our bed. John was still resting there.

Me: Dalton says he's not tired anymore.
John: I know. I told him to go play with Mommy. I can't believe he fell for it!

*Dalton calls his stuffed animals "guys".

Breakfast Time!: The other morning, while we were still in bed, Dalton came in carrying a huge jug of Naked Juice. He'd gone downstairs and gotten it from the fridge and carried it back up. What a silly boy! I couldn't stop laughing.

[Comments] (1) Maggie Smarty Pants: John and I met with Maggie's Kindergarten teacher for parent-teacher conference today. We had to deal with such issues as Maggie speaking too quietly, not quite holding her pencil correctly and.... nope, that's about it.

Surprisingly enough, Maggie is very bright. She's already met the end-of-year benchmark for recognition and reading. She appears to have outgrown some of the bossiness she showed in preschool, probably because the K class is so much larger. She's a role model of good behavior and she helps others and is friends with everyone.

Also, she's in the Snowy Owl reading group (they call it that so it's harder for the kids to compare themselves) with 4 other girls. The teacher referred to them as "rock stars." She said the reading book she sent home last week was more difficult than the end-of-year benchmark reader. My rock star can read and sound it out great. The goal with the Snowy Owls is to keep them challenged.

Her journals are so cute. She does one at home once a week, but the teacher gave us a bunch that were done in class.
I sumrsalt.
I see a brtheda. (the day of Dalton's party)
snak (snake)
big eartH little teeth
The one she did at home this week was: I see my wit tent.
I'll have to scan some and put them on the picture blog, because her illustrations are just as adorable.

John's comment is that we just need to teach her to be self-motivated and to work hard, so she doesn't get lazy with her smarts. And seriously, she needs to practice speaking louder and fixing that pencil grip!

[Comments] (2) Tantrum: My kids are normally very well-behaved, but I hate taking Maggie to the grocery store these days. Today I had to drag both of them out of the store screaming. Actually, we only made it halfway down the aisle before the horror of leaving our groceries unbought caused Maggie to relinquish her claim that she was incapable of walking. Kids these days!

No Junk:
Me: Do you guys want to go to McDonald's for dinner?
M: yes! Let's tell them, "No junk!"
It's Red Ribbon Week at school, but in Kindergarten they are talking about making healthy choices. Clearly, that includes McDonald's.
Me: No junk! Where did you learn that?
M: You hate McDonald's because they give us junk.
Or not. Apparently, she's talking about plastic toys!

Some Imagination, Huh?: Dalton's imagination has really taken off lately. It started with him handing out pretend honey in line for Winnie-the-Pooh, and turning everything slightly vertical into Splash Mountain for whatever toy he happened to be holding.

This week, he's been pretending to be a kitty or a doggie. Kind of cute, seeing him crawling around meowing. Today he set up a pillow store for me to shop at.

The neat thing is that these are all things he's done independent of Maggie, as opposed to serving up the same pretend soup that she does.

What I Did Today: Because there's no one here to ask me.

I finished off yesterday's To Do list, which included mending Dalton's Halloween costume and vacuuming. We had gymnastics before school. They did [modified] handstands, vaulting, cartwheels, forward rolls, balance beam, and backward rolls in the obstacle course today. The kids just love the class, and they are so adorable doing it. Poor Dalton doesn't understand half the directions, and poor Maggie looks so knobbly-kneed and inflexible. But they love it! They can both do the backward rolls on the ramp alone.

Immediately after dropping Maggie off, Dalton and I went to the Toyota dealership to see what they had to say about the latest recall. Dalton remembered that the Toyota dealership in Utah had free popcorn. This one did not, but they did offer him some cookies, and he was happy to play games on my phone the whole time. I got a free car wash out of the deal, at least.

We had lunch when we got home. That is, I had lunch and Dalton refused to eat. He finally decided to eat his sandwich a couple hours later after I refused to give him any "trick-or-treats" or marshmallows until he did. We picked Maggie up and she had her favorite after school snack of apple slices, peanut butter, and marshmallows, made into a spooky Halloween mouth.

Maggie did homework while Dalton and I did some train activities (this week's home preschool theme). Then we played upstairs in Baby's room. I cleaned some stuff out of the closet, vacuumed out the carseat, let the kids try out the bouncer... *nest*

The baby toys distracted the kids until dinnertime. After dinner, Maggie picked out three books to read so we could fill up her reading log for the month (of course, we have to start a new one for the next 8 days!). After reading, Maggie wanted to play "Easter". She (I mean Rabbit) hid some eggs around the house for Dalton to find. I didn't realize she had filled them with Halloween candy! They played Easter a couple more times, then we cleaned up their room and got jammies on. Then we spent some time drawing jack-o-lantern faces on the balloons from Dalton's birthday. Maggie got the jack-o-lantern felt puzzle and let Dalton design a face that she then drew on the orange balloon, with great pomp, after he went to bed. I told her she couldn't use the permanent marker without me watching and after she drew for a few minutes she said, "Mommy, you're not watching me!" Turns out, she'd just rubbed her hand on the balloon while drawing. She was very concerned because I made a big deal about the marker not coming off (I made her color on the floor, not on the bed) but it mostly washed off her hand.

Now my kids are snug in bed and it's almost my bedtime. Poor John has another late, late night. Luckily, he'll have 2 weeks paternity leave soon. I might have to hide his laptop, though.

[Comments] (1) The Tall and Stop of It: Maggie noticed a couple walking and pointed out that the man was taller. He was really tall, maybe that's what she found odd. I pointed out that most men are taller and she said, "Yeah, but now grandma is taller than grandpa because he don't know how to walk."

Driving around Aunt Pat's neighborhood in the dark a couple weekends ago, Maggie said, "I thought that stop sign was Daddy!" Now they call stop signs "Daddies" everywhere we go. Look, a daddy! There's a daddy over there!

Ketchup and Waffles: "I want to go to Poscoke." (Costco) He pretends to drive to Costco and IKEA on his ride-on car, too.

Dalton has started asking why. Five times in a row. I can only boil down 3 or 4 whys. After that, it's too complex.

"Look! I see wum lake!" He says "one" instead of "a".

"A blue pretzel!" (sprinkle) He also says ketchup instead of syrup. You know, for waffles. Yuck.

Maggie and I convinced Dalton that the silver and blue sneakers were Star Tours shoes, so he would get over not getting the shiny silver and neon green light-up shoes with shark teeth (eew). Except now he thinks he is tall enough to go on Star Tours, with his new shoes.

More imaginative Dalton: One day, Winnie-the-Pooh went to school with us to pick up Maggie. He drove a purple car there, and a green car home. He was very careful to hold hands in the parking lot.

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