C is for...

For Family home evening this week, we put the ABC's around our house. "D is for door" "B is for bathroom" "M is for Mirror"... you get the point. Well this morning I was sitting in the chair eating my breakfast. Calvin comes up to me and says "Mom, your in my chair. Move." (he wasnt too polite about it). I said to him "Calvin, this is my chair. I have been sitting here for the past 15 minutes, eating my breakfast." He gets even more demanding as he says "Mom Move! You are in my chair." I get a little frustrated and say "Calvin there are three other chairs... go sit in another one." With his flustered little three year old voice he explains "Mom there is a "C" on the back of this chair, and "C" is for Calvin. That is my chair! Move!" ... I moved...he had a point.

Spencer "Butt"

No it is Spencer Butte not Spencer Butt. It just makes me think of my Grandpa Linton. He was deaf and didn't understand how to pronounce some things. He loved gardens and would always ask my mom to take him to Red "Butt" Gardens. So here is to you Grandpa... We went for a hike today at Spencer "Butt"
It was a cold day but we all felt like we needed to get outside so we went for a hike. It was really pretty. Spencer Butte is only about 15 minutes away from our house. It was beautiful because moss was covering the trees and it had snowed the day before. Oh and we found the camera on the baby backpack from our last hike. So here are some pictures.

Bad Day?

Is it a bad day or is it just being a mom?
Today: ... never mind.... lets start with yesterday:
I CLEANED THE BATHROOM!!! You may ask whats the big deal. But anyone who knows me knows that I have accomplished the world when I clean the bathroom.
So After I clean my beautiful bathroom I jump in the shower. Calvin always asks if he can watch a show while i get in the bathroom. I finally have put my foot down that he cant because he has a huge tantrum when I turn the show off. So I am taking my shower. Both the boys are in the bathroom. Calvin tells me he needs to go to the bathroom. He sits on the toilet and goes! Good job Calvin. While Calvin is going, Simon opened the door below the sink and pulled out the sponge i use to clean the tub. He is sticking his hand in the shower and wiping it down... whatever... thats fine. I will clean his hands when i get out. Then I peak out to find him dipping the sponge in toilet (where the pee is) and wiping down the bathroom! Come on! I just cleaned the whole bathroom! So... I clean him and the bathroom up and call it good.
Well... this morning I am getting Simon ready. Calvin yells "I need to go to the bathroom!" I hear him go into the bathroom and lift the lid up. Then I hear giggling... and splashing... this cant be good. I run to the bathroom to find him peeing ALL OVER THE BATHROOM!! Mirror and all!
I am doomed to have a pee filled bathroom. I am never going to clean my bathroom again! Why should I?

Why?

I posted this picture for a few reasons...
Reason #1: We lost our camera so I dont have any new pictures of Calvin.
Reason #2: This is Calvin at about 18 months and Simon is now this age and does the exact same thing Calvin is doing in this picture. When i ask Simon where something is, he puts his hand up like this and say where?
Reason #3: And finally... Calvin is now in the stage where he asks why to everything. Our conversation usually goes something like this:
Me "Calvin eat your lunch"
Calvin " why"
Me " So you can grow strong and healthy"
Calvin "why"
Me " So you can be a big boy someday and go to school"
Calvin "why"
Me " Because you have to go to school to learn"
Calvin "why"
... at this point I am losing it... Me "because I said so"
Calvin "why"
Me "because I am the mom"
Calvin "why"
Me "because I gave birth to you"
Calvin "why"
Me ...."JUST EAT YOUR LUNCH CALVIN!!!!"

He Loves Me!

This is an old picture of Calvin in front of the Columbia River. I had to post a picture
Yesterday I was on my way home from a walk with my friend. On the walk, things were kind of crazy. Simon kept standing up (He screams if I buckle him in) and Calvin had taken off on his bike and Milo ran off with his leash. I was a little tire by the end of the walk.
I turned to Calvin and asked "Am I crazy Calvin?" His response was "Yep... But Guess What Mom?... I love you!"
Thanks Calvin... I may be crazy but at least my little boy loves me!