Clyde's Latest

This mouse made it into the house. Bridget let Clyde in when she saw him at the sliding glass door. She didn't see that he had something in his mouth...that was still ALIVE!

He comes in and he drops it out of his mouth. It runs away. He races after it, playing with it. We try to shut the doors into the kitchen down so that it is somewhat contained. Eventually Clyde grabs it with his mouth again after batting it around several times. I quickly grab him and toss the both of them out. Clyde
again came to the back door. I didn't let him back in, but I did take this picture.



The mouse was still alive. After the picture he went back to playing with it.

He is the mighty hunter.

Jack Quits

A week ago Grandma came up with an idea to teach them about tithing. She gave them jobs that would pay 10 cents each time so that they could pay tithing. Jack was to vacuum under the table and Ryan was to do some dishes.

Things went well last week. They both got paid after doing their jobs. Today though, Grandma asked Jack if he wanted to vacuum. He said in a very carefree way, "No, I quit my job."

"You what?"

"I quit my job." The way he said it was not in an angry manner. It was just so manner of fact. Grandma thought that he had been coached to say it by someone else, but it was just something he came up with on the spot.

We were all very amused by this. Eventually he agreed to do this job, but then afterwards, he said he was still quitting that he would do windows instead. But just for one year and then he would do vacuuming again.

Jack is an endless source of stories.


Other News

The weather was great here for a good 3 days or so and then it turned rainy and cold again. Oregon weather is a tease. Still I rode to work in the downpour and I was fairly miserable. I was lucky enough to ride home during the only one hour window without rain yesterday and enjoyed it much more.

Bridget continues to workout at her new fitness club. She belongs to 24 Fitness. I have not joined because I am not convinced that I would get much use out of it. I am much more of an outside guy. I would much rather ride in the rain than sit on a trainer indoors. I don't mind running on a trainer for some reason, but I don't mind running when it is cold and wet either.

Anyway, they have a daycare there at the club and the boys seem to like it for the most part, even Colin. She runs, weightlifts, and takes part in a random assortment of classes there. She continues to lose weight little by little, which is something that she has been doing much better than I. She is doing her first Half Marathon this May and then she is planning on doing a triathlon the same weekend I am doing my 70.3 triathlon. Hers is local, mine is in Idaho. She should be finished with hers in about 90 minutes, I will hopefully be done with mine in about 6 hours. I am jealous.

Colin still has acid reflux. He sleeps in 2 hour intervals before he wakes up because of discomfort. He is our worst sleeper of the three boys by far. If it weren't for that, he would be an easy baby. He is pretty easy going and he has a very happy disposition. Things are fine here, and that is all the time for updates that I have for now.

Colin's 6 Month Stats

17.2 lbs

27.5 inches long

...not too shabby.

Wet PJ's

I debated about whether to put this on the blog. I don't really want this to be a blog full of embarrassing things for our boys in later years. But in the end, I have decided to put this up because this story doesn't so much belittle Ryan. After all, he was basically one step away from sleep walking when the events occurred.

Let me start with the end first. Ryan was asleep and woke up and went to the bathroom. This is a common thing. He basically does this in his sleep. If you ask him about it later, he often won't remember even going to the bathroom. After he finished, he went back to his room and then started crying. This was very odd. He turned on the light and was crying because his pajamas were all wet on the sleeve. I went in there and helped him change. I thought that maybe he got them wet washing his hands, but he said that this was not the reason. I asked if he had pee'd his pants, but everything else was dry. I checked his PJ's closer and noticed that the feet were somewhat wet, too. I checked other things, looking for maybe a spilt water bottle or something since often the boys have a water bottle near the bed for when they are thirsty during the night. Nothing. No water anywhere that I could find. But with Ryan in new PJ's I let it go and he was quickly back to sleep.

Around an hour or more later Bridget and I were getting ready to go to bed. While we were in there I had to the blow my nose again. I went to sit on the toilet with the lid down because there was a nice box of soft Kleenex there on the back of it. I had a serious head cold going on at the time and I had been going to the bathroom every couple of hours to blow my nose with the Kleenex while sitting there, every time with the lid down.

This time I noticed that there was water all over the toilet lid. "What the..." Did the boys get water all of the place when they took a bath? No, they didn't have a bath. Wait...I put the toilet lid down a couple of hours earlier when I last blew my nose, and Ryan was in here in between the last time that I blew my nose and now....oh, gross!

Ryan had come into the bathroom turned on the light and shut the door just like usual and then sat on the toilet like usual. However, usually the lid is not down. This time with the lid unexpectedly down there was no hole for him to pee into. Instead, he sat there and whizzed straight onto the lid, down onto the floor (the floor and rug were soaked) and he had not even realized it. His PJ's, which were the one-piece-footed kind, were on the floor and had gotten whizzed on as well. He then put on his whizzed-on PJ's, washed his hands and did not even realise that he had gotten wet until he started climbing back into his bunk bed.

Both Bridget and I laughed out loud about this one. Crazy stuff. Good times, good times. We didn't even mind cleaning up the pee, we were so amused.

First Pizza

Colin doesn't have teeth so he ends up just sucking all of the sauce off the pizza once the cheese was removed. He could not get enough.