Connor is 6

I forgot to write about this earlier. Connor is convinced that he is 6. I don't know why. We were in the car and he said he was 6 and Josh was saying "No, Connor, you're not 6. You're 4." And Connor was saying "No, I'n 6!" When we got out of the car there were big tears. He was so upset that Josh said he was 4. He said "I was 4, but I grow-ded up and now I'n 6." I asked him what happened to 5 and he said he didn't know. When we got home he told me again that he was 6 and said "I'll show you, mom!" He went and got the bathroom scale and stood on it. "See, I'n 6!"

Update

Everything has been going well with us. Brads dad, brother, and cousin have come and gone. We didn't get to do anything really special while they were here because of work, but mostly because Brad hurt his back again and couldn't stand the thought of driving in the car for long. We were planning on going to Yellowstone, but maybe next time. I just went to Joshs SEP (parent teacher conference) and he is doing so well! He's got everything down already that he needs to know by Christmas. Everything except drawing and coloring in the lines. His teacher seems to think he will be reading by Thanksgiving. We are so lucky that Josh has such a GREAT teacher. She is perfect for him and he is learning so much in kindergarten. Connor is loving pre-school, of course. He's such a friendly boy. He likes making up words for things. The wire whisk is a spinner and the spatula is a scooper? I can't remember. I need to write things down before I forget! Kaytlynn is getting friendlier and more outgoing. She asks everybody their names and says that they are her friends. She waves to everybody. Oh, and everything is hers, including peoples babies. "That's my baby!" I'm glad she's turning into a nice girl. She was pretty mean before. Brad is doing the same. Working, taking care of the kids and his wife, and doing the never-ending cleaning of the house. I am the same too. Working some more of those 100 hour weeks and thoroughly enjoying most of the time I spend with the kids. We're getting used to doing homework. Augh! Crazy. Getting ready for Halloween tomorrow. Fun!

Fishing

So Josh has really taken to fishing. We have this little fishing pole that we tie string cheese on the end of and Josh will throw the line out there and sit very patiently, shushing everyone that makes any kind of a noise. He'd probably sit there for hours. We were saying that we needed to get him a better fishing pole and he kept wanting to get one right now. He had a dime that he kept leaving next to me and I kept giving it to him and he'd say "No!" and give it back to me. I thought he just didn't want to hold it. Then I went to put it in his pocket and he got so upset at me. He said "Will you just take this and go get me a better fishing pole?!", as he put the dime in my hand. I wonder what he'd do if he actually caught a fish?