No fuss, unspectacular post

I've been avoiding posting because I don't have the time to make it spectacular. Meanwhile, life is flying by, kids are being cute and I'm missing writing it down. Quick! To the cuteness!

• Liam is a bike riding crazy man. No training wheels! He flies on his 'hot walk' and puts his feet up on the side. People literally stop their cars and gawk. And take pictures. He wears a pink bunny helmet--this confuses elementary children who can't understand why a boy would wear this (and why he doesn't use training wheels--he rocks their world at recess). We can now go on family bike rides for miles, although I have several heart attacks along the way.




• Liam introduces himself as "Meemo", even though he can say his name perfectly well. He refers to himself in the 3rd person and I love it. "Come cuddle Meemo"; "Meemo do it"; "Meemo miss Mama"; "No work, stay home Meemo"; "Meemo sleep Mama".




• Liam calls coffee "wapee". I make him say it a lot.




• Nevie has gone from dressing in all girly clothes to wearing her brothers nasty old, too-big gym shoes (with neon green laces) from last year and an 80's-looking (not in a cool way) Nike coat that we found in our garage. From behind she looks like she should be smoking cigs in the alley behind the school with the lunch ladies. I'm being good at not saying that out loud and not over-explaining her new digs to her teachers. I'm expecting to find some donations in her backpack soon.




• Aidan has taken a new kid, Zach, under his wing. For a week he was convinced he was "previously homeschooled" for no good reason (because he found out he lives a block away and that was the only logical explanation for him not knowing him and he was shy, which Aidan thinks a homeschooled boy would be be, despite knowing several outgoing homeschoolers) but has since found out that he comes from the exotic "Hidden Valley, the place where ranch dressing is made". Aidan would come bounding home with stories of virtue as he helped Zach become more and more comfortable with talking to people. I would find him smiling to himself (very broadly) looking out into space, and then his eyes would light up and he would tell me how he helped him. One day out of the blue he looks at me and says "You know Mom, you're right. You can really change someone's life just by being kind. But I think I feel better than him." Awwwwww. I can't remember saying that, but yay me :).
  
  

Peace out, no fuss post.

Big Mama D