My little dancer

Kaytlynn has been copying the cheerleaders and gymnasts at Connors gymnastics class for awhile now. She copied a figure skater on tv. And she copies me at my kickboxing class. She is really good at seeing other people do things and copying it. So I decided it was time for dance classes. I asked her if she wanted to do dance class and she said yes, that would be fun. The day before I signed her up I asked again and she said "NO!!" so we just did a trial class on Wednesday. I didn't know if she would really like it and do great, or if she would be a little bum and cry and scream and not let me go, so it was a nice surprise when she went right in and did all the dance moves as well as the girls who have been in class for awhile. She really liked it and is excited to go again. She's really growing up!

Connor likes snowboarding better than skiing.

Connor had his first snowboarding lesson up at Brighton. His little snowboard was so cute! We have got to find one to buy somewhere. He seemed to do well. He fell a lot, just like every normal human learning to snowboard, but he took it like a champ. His teacher liked him because he didn't whine, he just kept saying "I want to do it myself." I thought he'd conk out on the way home, but he was up all day. I think the tired hit him last night, though. He was whining and crying a lot. I asked him if he liked skiing or snowboarding better (I really, really was not trying to push him towards liking snowboarding better, I swear!) and he said he liked snowboarding. So until next time, here's some videos and pictures! And by the way, I'm so proud!!

But I still like you.

Connor told me "Mom, sometimes at night your breath really steents (stinks). But I still like you. I just turn away lite this..." as he turns his head. Well, maybe if you would sleep in your own bed..........Little punk!

There is no greater compliment than one that is given about your child

I've been getting compliments on my kids lately and it feels so good. We got the basketball compliment to Josh at McDonalds. I had a lady tell me at kickboxing that Kaytlynn was soooo cute, that she just had the perfect little face. Then I had a lady that helps out in Josh's class tell me that he was just so cute. She said she goes home to her husband and tells him about how cute Josh is, that she just wants to take him home with his cute little personality and his freckles. The best compliments you can get are the ones about your kids. Compliments about me are nice, too, but just don't quite compare!

I'm a widdle fodder

Kaytlynn said one day: "Mom's a stunt and I'n a widdle fodder." It sounded like Mom's a skunk and I'm a little father. It was really moms a skunk and I'm a little farter. It's so true. Well, maybe not the first part, but the second part for sure. And Kaytlynn is getting to the point where they aren't stinkless farts. They can be stinky! Poor kid got bad genes.

It's still fresh!

We went to Chuck E. Cheeses for a birthday party last week. Near the end Josh said he was thirsty so I said we'd get a refill on his drink on our way out. Connor said "I found one mom! It's still fresh." He ran off before I could stop him and came back with somebodies drink. It was either Coke or Root Beer. I was a little bit mortified. I imagined somebody would be missing their drink off their table. I asked him to show me where he got it, and luckily he took me to one of the games. Somebody had left it there. Connor got a lesson in not taking things that aren't his, and he is still healthy!

My son the basketball player

We went to McDonalds yesterday to let the kids play for awhile (2 1/2 hours). There is a basketball hoop there and Josh loves to throw the balls in for long periods of time. My mom took them in December and said he must have shot the ball 150 times and got a basket half the time. Josh is a little shorty. He's 6 years old, 44 inches tall and weighs 37 pounds. This is a regular sized hoop. So today he had a cheering section. This adorable couple (probably in their 70's with matching white hair) and the adults and kids with them all cheered every time Josh got a basket and were saying "Ohhhhh, so close!" when he missed. When I walked past, the lady stopped me and said "Your son has a real gift! He is amazing! He has an extraordinary future ahead of him. I told him that when he is in Junior High and High School to make sure that he plays basketball." There was more praise. Who knows, maybe we have another John Stockton on our hands. I told her I've wanted to get a hoop in the backyard and she said "Oh, do it! Do it!" We have RV parking on the side of our house and no RV (or boat, darnit) to take up the space. I've wanted to get a real basket put in since we moved in 3 1/2 years ago. I think I'll look for hoops tonight and start digging a hole tomorrow :) It is so nice to hear people cheering your kid on! All the praise made me feel so good. Parents must love going to games and hearing other people cheer their kids on. Ooh, gotta go sign Josh up for soccer. He said he wanted to play, so maybe he'll actually go this year!