Family Feature Friday: Blayne

Blayne is in the middle of a growth spurt. At this point in time, she is slightly taller than her older brother, thanks to her long, long Christensen legs. 

Blayne marching in the church parade on the 4th of July

This has been giving us quite a problem with school shopping, because the pants that fit her inseam, are too big around the waist, yet too tight in the rear. What can I say, the girl’s got curves.

Blayne has also been a HUGE helper to me this summer. She’s incredibly smart and has been reading up a storm. Her favorite color is still pink, and Puppy still accompanies us everywhere.

She’s a great swimmer, and has spent the summer getting tanner, and blonder.

 

She is very excited for school to start next week, and has been filling Daniel in on everything he needs to know about school. Basically, it boils down to raising your hand, always using an inside voice, and don’t forget that you can have PINK MILK at lunch… or chocolate if you want.

And that is what Blayne has been up to.

Family Feature Friday: Danny Mack

Danny starts kindergarten this year.

He is so excited that he can hardly wait. You see, I always told him he would go to school when he turned FIVE, and he turned FIVE in May and was sorely disappointed to find out that his mom was a big fat liar and that he wouldn’t REALLY be going to school until he was five AND A HALF. (These things matter.)

At any rate, we’ve been counting down the days until Daniel is a REAL school-kid.

What’s my favorite thing about him right now? Easy. The way he talks.

He has a little bit of a speech problem, so instead of saying “Right” he says “Yight”. And he says “Yight” a lot because about a hundred times a day, he repeats something that I have just said and adds, “Yight Mom?”

me: “You have to drink water.”

Danny: “Yeah. You have to du-wink water, yight Mom?”

Usually it’s very cute and endearing, but sometimes I can’t quite understand what he is saying. Then he gets frustrated with me. For example, the other day, he asked me to please draw a DayRobot.

“A DayRobot?” I asked. “No, a DAYRobot,”  he says. So I repeat myself, “A DAYRobot?” “NO! A DAYRobot!”

So I tried things that rhyme. A SAYRobot? PLAYRobot? MAYRobot? We were getting nowhere fast.

Daniel was frustrated to the point of tears, so I  asked Blayne to see if she could understand what he was saying.

“a DAYRobot!” he tells her.

“A SLAVE ROBOT,” she translates.

Me = grateful for bilingual children.