Family Portrait

Andrew drew us this family portrait a few days ago. In case you're having a hard time figuring out who's who, the order is: Andrew, Gabe, Cheri, Keira, and then Yellow Bear... because, of course, she's part of the family.

Saturday was haircut day. Here are the results:

I'm not sure who's the most difficult customer... the feisty 1-yr-0ld (only bangs), the squirmy 3-yr-old, or the 30-yr-old with enough hair to gag a camel.
They all actually did a good job on Saturday. I'm proud of them all. :)

Josh and Andrew's Q&A

Josh and Zach came over for Friday Fun Day yesterday and all 4 kids sat down for lunch. Out of the blue, Josh asked, “Aunt Cheri, where are your babies?” I told him they were in heaven. When he asked why, I told him because they died. He then asked, “Will you get another baby?” Andrew then jumped in and said, “Oh yes! We’ll have more babies.” Josh asked Andrew, “you will?” and Andrew said, “yeah, yeah, yeah. Don’t worry. We’ll have more babies.”

It sounds like Andrew knows something that the rest of us don’t.

New Andrew Sayings

Here’s a couple new Andrew-isms:

“I hope Keira goes to heaven ‘cuz that’s where I’m gonna be.”

"Jesus is God's nickname."

We were reading the 10 commandments and we were talking about loving your husband or wife. I asked him who my husband was. He said he didn’t know so I gave him some clues. “He’s tall with brown hair and eyes my color and he wears really big shoes.” Andrew paused and then said, “Papa?” *Ahem* I went on. “He takes his laptop and Bible to church to go to work every day.” Andrew’s guess this time was, “Gram-Gram?” Wow… Finally, after a few more descriptions, he guessed “Daddy?” and then laughed and said, “That was a pretty tricky question.”

Thanks Nonnie and Papa!

Andrew and Keira were very excited to receive a special package in the mail today with very familiar items. They were so excited to have their sunglasses back, they are wearing them right now as they watch Curious George!

Fire!

There was a fire at the park next to our house the other day. Bad news: Two kids set fire to a couple trash cans. Good news: We had firefighters on our street!

We all (Gabe, his parents, the kids, and I) walked over to watch the firemen. (There were no firewomen. Andrew told me the firewomen were back at the station.) After they were done putting out the fire, cleaning up, and changing out of their fire garb, they came over and gave Andrew and Keira each a "junior firefighter" badge. The kids were SO excited. It seemed that that was just what Keira was waiting for and she happily ran home as soon as she got her sticker. Andrew wanted to hang out a little longer so he and I sat and continued to watch the firemen clean up. He asked me tons of questions and then informed me that he wanted to be a firefighter when he grew up. He asked me what he needed to do to be a firefighter and I really didn't know the answer. Andrew said he should probably ask a fireman.

Andrew is never brave enough to talk to strangers like that so I wanted to encourage him to do it. We walked over and I ended up being the one to ask and this was their response: "Well, you have to go to school, go to college, not get in trouble with the police, and eat lots of vegetables." Ha! After that, they let Andrew climb up into the truck and take a look around, which was stinkin' awesome! Then, we went back to our front yard and watched them back up and then drive past us. As they did, Andrew waved, and they turned on their sirens- just for him!!!

I have to admit that I thought it was just as cool- if not cooler- than Andrew did.

Somersaults

Our little gymnasts