A musical household and more

When I was younger I always imagined a household full of music for my family, then I realized the problem would be I don't play an instrument. So then I always wanted to marry someone with musical talents. So I married Jason who plays no musical instruments at all.  What I learned tonight is that I still got what I wanted. My children are so wonderful they put on a musical concert for me. Wyatt played guitar and sang, Riley sang and danced, and Benjamin sang "jingle bells, Wyatt smells, Riley laid an egg" while  Collin was his backup dancer.  They took turns using their stage (aka their Finding Nemo table) to sing, dance, and play guitar.   After this it was bedtime.  An hour later I hear through the monitor Benjamin singing twinkle twinkle little star.  

THE HAIRCUT......

BEFORE

Notice Makayla's bangs.  I know this may seem like an after picture, but this was actually before I started her haircut.  Riley was nice enough to give me some help yesterday with my haircuts.  I think she may need some more practice.

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Jim and Ivy came over for lunch yesterday and to get haircuts.  Riley and Makayla were like peas and carrots.  Ivy and I thought that this was so nice.  Usually Riley is fighting with the boys and Makayla is just doing her own thing.  Riley was having fun all afternoon dressing Makayla in different outfits and styling her hair.  Side ponytails and headbands were really a hit in their world.  One time they came upstairs and Ivy looks at Makayla's hair and it's wet.  "Riley, did you put something in Makayla's hair?"  "No"  "Riley it looks wet."  "I put water in her hair."  So Ivy and I just let it go.  We know there's more to that, but didn't feel like dealing with.  Ivy looks at me and says, "It doesn't matter to me.  Your the one that has to deal with it during her haircut."  So we laugh and move on.  

Now we go downstairs to start haircuts.  I get to my chair and look down and see a bunch of long hairs on the floor.  All the sudden a light bulb goes on in our heads.  We look at Makayla and finally see Riley's handy work.  "RILEY!  Did you cut Makayla's hair?"  "Yes"  "Why?"  "I don't know?"  Ivy and I are just speechless.  Then we start the nervous laughter.  Ivy's not sure if she wants to laugh or cry.  Makayla just finished growing out her bangs from when her brother did this to her.

So now I'm stuck trying to figure out not only how to fix Makayla's hair, but what to do with Riley.  Since I wasn't thrilled with her lying to us to begin with and then topped with the haircut I decided the only right thing to do was to have her cut her own bangs.  Then however I ended up fixing Makayla's hair is what I would do to Riley's.  So here's the after picture.

AFTER

She woke up this morning and asked me if her bangs are growing yet?

Another Poop Story

Man do you accumulate a lot of poop stories with 4 kids.   So with that being said, here's another one.

The other morning Riley comes and lays in bed next to me.  She very nonchalantly tells me that she had melty poo this morning.  "Ok" I reply.  Then she goes on....  Apparently this happened in the basement bathroom, which happened to be out of toilet paper.  Riley's solution.  "I had to wipe my butt with the shower curtain."  Me, "RILEY!"  Riley, "Well, I didn't want to use the towel."  Jason is in the room listening to this.  He goes downstairs, takes the shower curtain down, puts it into the washer, comes back upstairs and says, "Well, it needed to be washed anyway."

Tales of the Bathroom

So the situation is this....

Riley in the tub.

Collin - Has decided to join her and is still wearing his diaper.

Wyatt - Taking a dump on the toilet.

Ben - Decides to help him wipe and puts his hands in Wyatt's poop.

I walk in to Riley and Collin in the tub, Wyatt on the toilet, Ben just standing there, and poop smeared all over my wall because Ben wanted to get it off his hands.

Mind you this all happened in less than a minute.

Poop has kind of been a theme this week.  My mom got a new puppy and it pooped in her dinning room on Sunday.  Collin was nice enough to grab 2 handfuls of it and bring it to Jason.  Then, he was changing Collin's diaper yesterday and didn't get a diaper on him fast enough.  He pooped all over our mattress (because of course we picked that day to wash our sheets) and all over the floor.  I guess it was my turn.

Breakfast in Bed

Jason and I were reminded this morning how great our kids really are.  This morning Riley and Wyatt (with the supervision of Ben) brought us breakfast in bed.  Breakfast this morning was 2 pancakes each - pre-syrupped of course - brought to us on a cookie sheet - used as a tray.  After breakfast they cleared our laps.  Then I asked Riley to bring me a napkin because I really had to blow my nose.  She wrote this note on it.  You should have seen their faces when I ripped it in half and blew my nose.

Then Sir Wyatt came in and took our drink orders.  Water for Jason and milk for me.  Riley brought us our drinks.  I took a big sip of mine just to find out that she poured me a big ol' glass of Collin's Vanilla Almond milk.  Jason was kind enough to share his water with me.

We were told that this is going to be what they are going to do every morning for us.  yeahhhhh.....  We brought it to there attention that if they do this every morning for us it will no longer be a treat.

Let's Play Dress-Up.

Who needs dolls when you have younger brothers???  This is Riley's thought process at least.  Here are a few of the outfits she has picked for them.

When the Cat's Away the Mice Will Play.

Now that I'm working from home I usually have someone here to help watch the kids while I'm working in my office, either Jason or Cherise.  Last week Friday Jason had to work 9-9, Cherise was on a youth trip in Canada, and I had to get some stuff done.  So I put the littles down for a nap and let the bigs go in the backyard and paint their picnic table with acrylic paint.  Washable paint wouldn't work because their beautiful artwork would wash off with the first rain.  They did an absolutely beautiful job on the table as you can see.

But this gets boring after a while.  So they think quickly about what else to paint.  "Hmmmmm.....  I know!  We'll paint Wyatt!!  Great idea!  Head to toe."  The only thing they left unpainted were the kid's eyeballs.  He came running into my office jumping up and down saying, "I'm a monkey! I'm a monkey!".

The extra pair of legs belong to Riley.  She painted herself too, but not nearly as much.  Just a little on her legs, face, and hair.

Just to let you know a nice, warm, soapy bath takes acrylic paint right off.  No paint thinner needed.