The Three Brothers

We're Home!

Look Who's Here!

An Escape to the Outside

Grandpa Marc and Nana Cris came to help when Baby Brother arrives. We took advantage of a beautiful, not-too-hot day last Saturday and enjoyed the park. Cooper, Nana, and I walked nearly a mile in an effort to encourage Bob Anderson to make his appearance (it didn't work) while Grandpa and the girls played at the park. Peter joined us a little later after he and Bryan finished working on something at home. Then, after a rest, Peter and Nana played a round of basketball.

Work It Out

Air Time

It's finally warm enough to jump on the trampoline during piano lessons rather than sitting in the van with the heater on. We all enjoyed the sunshine during lessons last week.

A Child's Prayer

Baby Brother is still comfortable and secure and not showing signs of making his appearance into the world. Tonight during bedtime prayers, this request was offered:

Phoebe: Please help Baby Brother to come tomorrow or tonight. And please help us to know his name-

Sophie: (interjecting from her side of the room, in a singsong voice) Bobby Anderson!

Phoebe: That is not Bob Anderson.

Amen Phoebe, amen.

Cops, Not Robbers

Last week for our cub scout pack meeting we took the kids and any siblings that wanted to join to a local police station. The detective showed us how he lifts prints from a crime scene (which everyone thought was cool), how they practice with their tasers (without the actual taser in the pack), and what he carries in his medbag (not an Epipen, in case you were curious).  And of course, as soon as he showed them the holding cell, one of the kids handcuffed himself to the wall.

The Princess Puzzle

One of Sophie's friends in our neighborhood recently turned four. All of our kids were invited to her Frozen-themed birthday party. Peter and Bryan were on a campout with the scouts, but the rest of us went to the party. Cooper opted out of the pictures with the guest princess and queen (not two princesses, as both Phoebe and Sophie would point out), and spent his time playing with the birthday girl's big sister, who is in his class at school.

Sophie and Phoebe definitely wanted their pictures taken.

Princess Anna came first. She took pictures, sang with the kids, had one-on-one time with everyone that was interested, then signed the kids' hands with a Sharpie. This made my girls kind of uncomfortable because they didn't want a tattoo. I assured them the marker would wash off. Then, about twenty minutes after Anna left, Queen Elsa showed up and did the same general routine.

Phoebe walked up to me with a concerned look on her face after she'd talked to Elsa. In shocked tones she whispered her discovery. "Mom, Elsa and Anna are the same person. Should I tell the little kids?"

I confirmed that she was right and said no, she definitely should not tell the little kids. "What about Sophie? Can I tell Sophie?" I told her she could let Sophie in on it once we'd gotten to the van after the party. We made it almost to the parking lot when the beans were spilled, but by then there were no other party-goers nearby for us to spoil anything.

I was able to get a picture of Sophie in her natural habitat.

And this is what Phoebe looks like when she's had waaaaaaaay too much sugar.

Speaking of sugar. fifteen minutes after we arrived home from this party, I took Phoebe to another birthday party for her friend in our ward. When I picked Phoebe up two hours later, the hostess reported that Phoebe had laid down on the couch at one point during the party and announced that she'd had too much sugar and needed to rest. After two birthday parties in a row, I'm sure she had.

Bonus Pictures

Bryan shared some pictures with me and I discovered these gems. He snapped one of Peter bowing with the stage crew for the play last week. Peter is the tall one in black. He also got a picture of Spencer and the other kids while we were at the play. I had mistakenly thought we hadn't gotten any pictures of Spencer during his visit, so I'm quite pleased to find these.

Thanks Bryan!