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Happy Birthday, Mr. President

This morning, while Xander was away at preschool, I learned that it was Ronald Reagan’s birthday.

Xander loves Reagan. We’re not sure exactly why, because he is neither of our favorites (mine is Polk, Rob’s is Teddy Roosevelt), and we purposely don’t tell him which presidents are good guys or bad guys. But he loves watching the “Mr. Gorbachev” speech on YouTube, and I think the cowboy hat may have something to do with the admiration.

Anyway, I thought it might be fun to celebrate after I picked him up from preschool. So after a google search, I came up with a birthday lunch using things we already had in the house. It wasn’t difficult because Reagan’s favorite food was mac and cheese, his favorite dessert was brownies, and he loved jelly beans. I’m amazed he lived so long with such tastes.

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Xander enjoyed the birthday party and got to learn a little bit more about president number “four and zero”.

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January 21, 2012. 7:20pm

Arranged chess board, a new useless-now-but-useful-later skill learned this week.

Awaiting a game of checkers with his dad.

Red marker stains on his shirt and upper lip.

Purple food coloring on his hands.

Today was a good day.

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Little Big Boy

Both my children are currently in transition. Xander will be 4 in April and while some things about him are still toddler-like (specifically his language skills; another day, another post) he is becoming a "real" boy. Arya is almost 16 months old now. She’s not a baby anymore, but not quite what I’d consider a toddler either. I haven’t yet figured out what to do with Arya’s room when Baby Aliza comes; I’m going to give her a few more weeks to grow up a bit before I start making decisions.

But Xander needed a change immediately. He no longer takes a daily nap, so we have what we call “room time”: 60-90 minutes a day where he can do anything he wants as long as it’s quiet and in his room. While waiting for spackling and paint to dry last week, I decided to tackle the issue of how to give Xander some freedoms of an older child but within limits for his age.

We don’t have any "extra" rooms, so a playroom is not an option for us. I’m also a firm believer that if toys can’t fit neatly into my kids’ rooms then they have too much stuff.

A lot of toys in Xander’s room were no longer age appropriate, so we gave them to Arya. With all our guests over the holidays, his toys had started to creep into the living room, so they needed to get sent back to his bedroom. He also had a 2-shelf bookcase in his room that was no longer big enough for our needs. Xander goes to half-day preschool three days a week, but the rest of the time he is unofficially home schooled (I have yet to decide how he’ll be schooled at 5 so I’m doing both right now but again, another day, another post). Because all of my and Rob’s books are still in boxes, and probably will be for quite some time, I stole an empty shelf and gave it to Xander.

The result is a room that is much more functional for a preschooler, and it cost me nothing. I tried to make sure that there is nothing in the the room that can permanently mark or stain. The worst that can happen as Xander is playing alone is that he creates a pile of toys to put away.

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Because of all the space opened up by SuperPantry, I was able to move all of Xander’s jigsaws, messy toys, and other things he needs to ask for into the hall closet, which is still a work in progress.
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Because I’ll have my hands full with the girls in 3 months, I tried to help Xander be more independent in the kitchen. I put all the kids’ plates and cups in a low cabinet so Xander can help himself. The new pantry has a drawer where I’ll keep pre-made snack bags that Xander can take. The next step, happening this week, is to organize the fridge so Xander can reach snack bags with his fruits and veggies. I don’t have fatty foods in the house, period. We rarely have sodas around. I keep everything as organic or natural as we can afford; nothing artificial for the kids. And I don’t keep juice or milk within Xander’s reach in fridge so that if he’s thirsty his only option is water.

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With our new arrangement, Xander feels like a big boy, and I am more free to help Arya.

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Screwdrivers, Galoshes, and Presidents

 

We all hear stories from our parents about the amazing things we did as young children. But we have no memory, they have no proof, and part of us wonders if what really happened has been embellished over the years.

That’s why I’m glad I finally caught this on video. Xander has had it down for several months now, but is never in the mood when the camera starts rolling.

 

We are currently working on states and capitals. He can memorize the faces, first names, and last names – 3 pieces of information – for 44 presidents. So the locations, names, and capital cities of 50 states won’t be much more difficult. Xander has learned 5 states so far – a tenth of the way there!

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Big Brother

Arya, Aliza, and any future Schumann siblings are truly blessed to have such a wonderful older brother.

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Halloween 2011

I never liked Halloween as a kid. Not being American, my parents never did the costume and trick or treating thing – and I never really wanted to, either. We usually wore our normal clothes and always went to the fall festival at church. I got plenty of candy to satisfy my sweet tooth, and winning at the cake walk is a lot more satisfying than freezing your tail off knocking on doors.

Anyway. I don’t think I missed out as a kid, but I had a blast with Xander this year. He was finally old enough to sort of understand the season. He loved seeing houses decorated with ghosts, jack-o-lanterns, and (his personal favorite) skeletons. Because I never pass up an opportunity to fill Xander’s head with useless-now-but-useful-someday trivia, he learned the scientific names of all the bones on his skeleton shirt. And most importantly, he learned that Halloween is fun but it’s not real; it’s just pretend.

In mid-September, I couldn’t decide what the kids should dress up as, and Xander just didn’t understand when I asked him what he wanted to be. But then he played over at a friend’s house who was wearing a Sheriff Woody costume. Somehow, the concept of Halloween clicked with Xander and he decided to be Luke Skywalker. Arya’s Princess Leia costume only made sense.

Some pictures of our weekend with the fall festival at church, and trick-or-treating with Xander’s 3 favorite girls and one adorable dog:

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Moved!

We managed to get moved over the weekend and it was a relatively unstressful event. Our movers were troopers, and did a great job!

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Because of our drawer system, Xander was able to put away a lot of his own boxes:

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I had to turn Xander’s girly room into something a little more manly. Thankfully it was much easier to do than it will be to turn Arya’s creepy bunny room into something that won’t give a toddler girl nightmares. But that’s another post.

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On the drive to the new place, as the movers were hauling the very last load from our old house, I got this wave of sadness. The day we moved to Arkansas, Xander was 18 months old – still a baby. Now he is a talking, reading, potty-trained, robot-obsessed, gymnast, history buff, preschooler! Xander did so much growing up at 503; it was the house where we really got to know him. I’ll miss living in the place where all those memories were made, but I’m looking forward to creating some new memories with Xander, Arya, and their new sister at 7000.

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Quote of the Day

Rob: “If you’re happy and you know it, take a dump.”

Xander: “AMEN!”

Living with boys is never boring.

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A First

Here is something that had never happened before today:

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Xander, walking into the front door of the church, to attend a service and sit in a pew… with his father!

Either Xander is in the nursery, Rob is on stage, or both. Never before have the 4 of us actually attended church together.

This morning, a man came forward to give his life to Christ. Because his job would have him on the road soon, and even though evening services tonight were canceled, we had a special service at 4pm. It would be a short service so we decided to take the kids with us. It was so awesome to watch Rob explain to Xander what baptism was, and to see the expression on my son’s face as he watched intently.

A conversation on the drive home:

Rob: Xander, what did we see at church today?
Xander: Pastor Jason baptized that guy.
Rob: Why did he get baptized?
Xander: He came to Jesus.

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Samson

My favorite time to have a conversation with Xander is while he’s distracted with a toy. Today, while building with Lego, Xander declared out of the blue, “Samson is a big strong man.”

I asked him about Samson’s hair and he replied, “He have long, curly hair. In a ponytail. Scissors cut hair. Scissors are dangerous.”

Okay then. I asked him what happened when the scissors cut Samson’s hair.

His response? “Samson became into a monster.”

I’d pay good money to see a movie based on Xander’s interpretation of Samson.

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