The Icemen Cometh

This was how we spent our Sunday morning. Not pictured in this video is the curtailed ice digging expedition of 2018 when, yup, you guessed it, one of these two slipped and went almost knee-deep into the icy water. 

Last Question at Bedtime

After putting the boys to bed tonight, and with this being one of the first few days back after the long holiday break, I thought both would pass right out with no further calls for additional tucking in.  About 8 minutes later, though, Maceo called.  Cassius was indeed passed out for the night but Maceo wasn't quite ready.  He was hot.  And it wasn't bright enough. And he had other things on his mind.  It went something like this:

Maceo:  Momma, why do we need sleep?  I'm not tired.
Me:  So you have energy for the next day.  Try counting one jumping sheep at a time. That's what I do and it works for me.
Maceo:  I'm hot.  Can I take this blanket off and when you come up for bed, if I look cold, can you put it back on me?
Me: Yes, of course.
Maceo: Um, okay. Next question:  can I have something that glows.  It's really not bright enough in here.
Me:  YES! (in head: yes, dammit!).  Here's your owl. Now, you're all set. It's time for bed, Maceo.
Maceo:  Last question, momma:  How do our bodies work?

Finally, they climb.

Recently we were invited to a birthday party at The Climb Zone, an indoor rock climbing facility just outside of DC.  We accepted the party invitation with a sense of anticipated disappointment on behalf of both our boys because we've been to this facility twice now and have left each time, after making not a small donation in climbing fees, without either boy putting on a harness let alone climbing one of the 35+ different climbing walls.  Well, my friends.  The wait is over.  But it was not without a little bit of goading of one of our children on our parts. 

As was usual, we entered The Climb Zone, greeted the birthday boy and girl, searched for sugar products at the party, and hit up the bouncy house.

A few minutes into the party, Cassius pulls on my sleeve and says he wants to climb.  I found it hard to contain my excitement by managed not to squeal with delight and I promptly picked up Cassius to go get him fitted for a harness.  It resulted in this:

Welp, upon seeing this, Maceo was not about to be outclimbed by a wee 4 year old.  Maceo practically leapt into his harness and was off and running, trying to find the best first wall to climb.  Unbeknownst to me at that moment, they would end up climbing almost every single wall of the 35+ walls in this facility.   Approximately every 30 seconds for the next 90 minutes I was simply changing carabiners for one child or the other and trying to give equal attention to the various shouts of, "Look at me, momma! Look at ME!"  

We all left The Climb Zone ridiculously pleased about the day.  

A Puppy- and Train-filled Weekend

As our weekend time at the pool begins to dwindle, we started to explore other ways to amuse ourselves over this past holiday weekend.  Here's what we came up with:


We met Maggie, a friend of mine's new cockapoo.  She weighed three pounds.  Cassius loved her and wanted to squeeze her organs out of her nose; Maceo held back and played the role of the tyrannical overseer, bossing Cassius into doing things with a creature so small neither was certain it was a dog.

Jessica's new puppy, Maggie.  

Then we went for cupcakes at Buzz, a delicious cupcakery near Maggie-the-dog's house.  Don't be deceived - these are faces of pure satisfaction.

On Sunday, we went to Wheaton Regional Park, the Queen of Parks, and took a little train ride in the cool, quiet woods along with approx. 1,503 screaming toddlers.  Ah, nature.

And, to end our time at the park, we took a ceremonial carousel ride (I was the fastest! No, I WAS! No, ME!), went out to lunch for pho, and played two hours of soccer, give or take two more hours.  Labor Day weekend, done and dusted!

First Day of PK4 and 1st Grade for Two Big Boys

After a delightful summer filled with three mini-vacations to the Bahamas, Bethany Beach, DE and Long Beach Island, NJ, the first day of school seemed like an abrupt and entirely-too-structured end to an otherwise carefree June, July and August.   No one feels this more than Nick, though, given he goes from a cushy schedule of house projects, working out, and early afternoon naps to five classes to prep for and coaching the girls' fall volleyball season at WIS.

The boys greeted Monday, August 28th, with a sleepy-eyed, tentative optimism (see below) and Maceo and Cassius each seemed more than a little giddy about their grand entrance in 1st grade and PK4 respectively, two very Big Boy Grades if you were not aware.

Getting back into the groove of hearing Chinese all day long (Cassius) or every other day (Maceo) took its toll, resulting in pretty grumpy moods at the end of each day, irrational requests for multiple desserts, and entirely-too-early wakeup times.  Luckily, their little bodies and minds caught up with each other and by the weekend, they began giving us a brief window into how they may be as teenagers, sleeping late (for them) and vegetating on the couch for an hour.  Or three.

Chaperoning Hell

I recently chaperoned Maceo's kindergarten class on a field trip to the zoo.  For some, er, odd reason, there was a surprising lack of chaperones and thus I had three kids in my charge - Maceo, Tre and Xavier.  At no point were all three within eyesight nor not running.  At no point did I not want a cocktail.  At no point did I look at my watch and think the minutes were zooming by.  Next time, Nick chaperones, dammit.

Chickens don't eat sticks

The four PK3 classes at Yu Ying have recently become proud new parents to a pair of chickens.  Cassius is pretty certain that sticks are their favorite food.

Also, on an unrelated note, Cassius loves the new hand puppets at school!