Playing and Pumpkin Carving

I took the girls for a walk a couple of days ago (before we all got sick in our house, oh joy), and by the end of the walk Ellie had wiggled her bum down into the bottom of the stroller. She rode the rest of the way home like that. Happily.

I have just spent the last two days inside watching Despicable Me (too much blowing up of, well, everything), Strawberry Shortcake (insanely boring), Shrek (seen that a million times since she was 2) and Monsters Inc. University (which I didn't even watch because I was talking on the phone with a friend, I'm sure I didn't miss much though of that movie). 

But this is what you do when you're all sick. It could be worse I guess!

I'm not going to lie though, I used to kind of like a sick day from work. Just lounge around the house, nap, drink juice and watch a movie.

It's so much worse being sick with kids, because they. don't. care. At all. And if they're sick, they're way needier and whinier. I miss the old days, haha. 

Wren was not thrilled to see the bit of snow on the ground. I'm just going to assume she forgets how fun it is to play in it and that I will be forcing them outside to have fun-in-the-snow time on a daily basis this winter. For everybody's sanity.

Ellie has been trying out a new skill of jumping up and down on both feet. Let me just say that this took Wren a solid 2-3 years to figure out, so when Ellie did it we were quite surprised!

Last week I pulled a "counting" sheet out of her preschool bag and I had a good laugh. There was a small note at the top saying that Wren counts like this- "1, 2,...11, 12" and that she needs a bit of practice. Her preschool is great, they aren't drilling the kids or anything, it's all learning through play. This was the first time I saw feedback on a sheet like this. 

When I showed Wren the sheet she started counting that same way and I said, "No, try again." She rolled her eyes and said "1, 2, 3, 4, 5" like "UGH Mom, what a totally boring way to count." This kid even counts to the beat of her own drum, so to speak.

Above, Wren is wearing a tiny zebra sweater that is 3 sizes too small. I can't stand when she goes into Ellie's closet and insists on wearing her stuff! She has a closet full of great clothes, and she just wants to squeeze into an old favourite. 

On Sunday we carved a few pumpkins that Daisha gave us- they came from her grandma's farm! 

Okay, we came across this photo from last Halloween because Kenton didn't believe me that Ellie was sitting in a Bumbo while we carved. 

We pulled up this picture and all of us, even Wren, burst out laughing and continued to laugh for a solid 3 minutes straight. Even Ellie started laughing, at the picture! I am laughing as I write this and look at it again. It's hard to believe she was that humongous once. 

 Here she is this year, stacking and tossing tea lights. What a change. 

And here is the product of Kenton's hard work. He basically carved them all. 

This is the face Wren gives me when I ask for a smile. And apparently she just came from Mardi Gras. 

It sort of looks like I photoshopped Ellie into this picture, she looks oddly tiny next to Wren. Well I didn't. I don't even have photoshop. These truly incredible photos are all my pure talent. ha.

Ellie really liked it when we lit the tea lights to show them how they would glow. She kept going "Foof! Foof!" and flapping her hands in excitement.  

Can't wait to show photos of them trick or treating!