Ahh to be the first born. Every new milestone is carefully documented and recorded in the baby book. The first steps, first food, first tooth, first words, first pee in the potty, first day of school and of course the first time they manage to figure that crazy contraption we call a bike out. Now as you move on down the line in birth order, these milestones are still important but somehow don't attract quite the same attention.
I look at Hailey's baby book and it is overflowing with all the things that happened in her first five years. Then I shamefully glance at Hank's that I haven't touched since he was 6 months old. Karlie and Kaitlin fall in between. I always swore I wouldn't be one of those moms. Well, in keeping with my failures. I didn't document the first time Karlie learned to ride a bike on her own. We had just moved into our new house and she was desperate to ride in front just like Hailey. So we took the training wheels off and I figured she wasn't ready but I would give it a go just to show her I was right. I was wrong. She took off like she had done it before. After a few times of me running behind her just in case, she had it.
She hasn't looked back. This one scares me. She has an exceptionally high pain tolerance and not an ounce of fear. Bad combination. We have a huge concrete patio in our backyard that she makes obstacle course and jumps on. She often appears on the brink of out of control. She has endured more wrecks in 2 months than Hailey has her entire bike riding career. Yet Karlie rarely cries. She just gets back on and with a determined grimace tries her "sick trick" again. This was about the third time she had been on the bike. So I had to post about her success on the bike not only because my guilt was nagging me, but I wanted to show you how good she was before she kills herself. :0)
I was doing the dishes and herd Hank in the pantry. He is always pulling paper plates, snacks, bags and anything he can reach out of the pantry and making a general mess of the place. Sometimes I am even lucky enough to clean up the trash he has dug out of the trash can. The sounds of banging didn't sound familiar so I peeked over the counter to find him stacking beer cans and knocking them down. No blocks for this dude. :)
We have all heard the saying, an apple a day keeps the doctor away... There is just nothing better than an Apple. Even Hank is on board with a little daily Apple.
What is up with America? I am so embarrassed over the behavior of our politicians, elite athletes and entertainers. In the last week we have seen the President of our country heckled by a congressman, a top tennis player curse and threaten the judge for a call she disagreed with, and a musician make a spectacle of himself. What has happened in America?
This is what our kids get to see as role models. Ill behaved politicians that don't even have respect for the President, regardless if they agree with him or not. Poor sports and entertainers that have no boundaries at all. America had better get a handle or we face a really rude and out of control society in our children's future. I have to wonder if the rampant rudeness and lack of respect seen doesn't somehow relate to the evaporation of God as our foundation within our society. Taking the highest and most important authority out of our everyday lives seems to be leading to a culture that no longer values respect at any level. I hope we can instill in our kids respect for themselves, their parents, their teachers, their country and God despite a rude America that surrounds them.
“The best thing to give to your enemy is forgiveness; to an opponent, tolerance; to a friend, your heart; to your child, a good example; to a father, deference; to your mother, conduct that will make her proud of you; to yourself, respect; to all men, charity.”
There were strawberries as far as you could walk. The kids were eating them hand over fist. Again, I was not thinking and left the epi pen in the car how ever many acres away and only thought of it as I watched Hank take a giant bite of a ripe strawberry (which he is allergic to). I might as well have just taken the poor kid on a peanut factory tour. I haven't completely registered the allergy situation yet. I considered sprinting to the car but decided to just watch and see how he did. To my delight he did great. Not a single hive or wheeze or red face. I am eager to see what his allergy test say in October.
We went with one of my girlfriends and her daughter. Kaitlin was quite the mommy to Claire and helped her pick berries and find her way through the field.
The field was full of tiny toads that Hailey had a blast catching and playing with. Hopefully we won't end up with warts and swine flu at the same time. :0)
Karlie thought they were pretty cute too.
We picked three pounds of raspberries. I had never eaten Golden raspberries and they are worth their weight in gold! They are more mild and sweeter than the red ones. I went out and bought a golden raspberry bush this weekend to plant in the garden since they were so delicious.
In addition to berries they had an entire farmer's market and were roasting chili peppers. They smelled so good, I couldn't resist. Along with the chilies they handed out a Chili Relleno Casserole Recipe. I had to modify it a bit to make it kid friendly but am looking forward to trying an "adult batch" next time.
We had a pig roast BBQ with 50 of our friends and family to celebrate our new house. We have never had a pig roast and it was a fun way to feed a lot of people and a memorable experience.
Karlie was very interested in the pig and was poking its eyes and wanting Max to tell her about all the parts. She found the spinal cord especially interesting. Kaitlin on the other hand was completely grossed out and worried about the pig. She nearly cried when Max pulled out the juice injector and gave him a "shot." We tried to explain that nothing was hurting him, but she wasn't buying it. Maybe the blood running out of the pig's nose was too much for our sensitive little lady. Hailey was at horse lessons and missed out on all the gory fun.
Max had a lot of fun prepping the pig. Although he kept comparing it to human autopsies which was a bit more information than I needed. :)
In a little over 5 hours Porkie was ready to turn to crisp the skin side.
We borrowed the pig box from our friends which made roasting the pig so easy. Max just kept adding coals every half hour and we ended up with delicious shredded pork that we served with BBQ sandwich options. Costco was my caterer. With a few watermelons, chips and 5 large apple pies, we had a feast!
Everyone was very interested in how to cut up the pig. Thankfully Great Grandpa was there to show Max a thing or two about butcherin a hog.
Karlie took the prize for most pork consumed per body weight. She would grab a shoulder or a rib and go to town. This is why we call her Karlie the Carnivore!
We set up the volleyball net and played a few games. The only problem was that it was one of the warmest days of the summer and the sun was blaring down on us for most of the evening. Aunt Kathleen lent us all her party gear. The huge tent was a big blessing in the heat. I guess we will have to get a pool put in for the next party! :0)
Hank has grown very attached to my pasta fork lately. He carries it around all day and has a fit when I take it away for naps or to go somewhere. I figured he was using it to fend off his big sister who are forever trying to baby him, carry him, and play with him. Today he found a ball that fits in it just right. He loves to try to balance the ball while he walks and then squeals with delight when he throws it. I think we might have a lacrosse player on our hands.