Month: September 2009

A kid with natural athletic ability and a killer instinct.

At the pediatrician’s office this morning the 2 older boys had their hight/weight measurements taken and put on their growth charts. Calvin is 50th% in both height and weight (and has been that way since birth practically) and Carter is 75% for height and 25% for weight. lol My tall, skinny Ethiopian boy with chicken legs. Josh and I both noticed that he had gotten really tall, but I didn’t realize he was taller than average. He’s always been such a lightweight that I always thought of him as “small.” He still only weighs 49 lbs.

I would love to see where Bob falls out — they took the measurements last month, but didn’t show me on the chart. I think he’s tall for his age and probably average for weight. IIRC, Bob’s height was 46 inches (because it was right after we went to the county fair and there were a few rides he cried about not being able to go on because he was just under the 48 inch height requirement. That would put him above average for height and average for weight (I think he’s about 40 lbs).

ETA: Checked it out on a growth chart calculator and Bob would be at 90% for height.

After running 6.5 miles for my long run last Sunday (not the one 2 days ago), I hadn’t run in over a week. It’s been cold or foggy and Josh and I haven’t found a time when he’s been home that I could go. . .

Anyway, I almost bailed again today because it’s blowing like crazy outside, but Josh gave me the boot and once I got past the first 10 minutes I didn’t feel like death anymore. 5 min walk warmup, 30 minute run, then 5 minute walk at the end. I’m certainly in better shape then when I started in the late Spring/early Summer, but I don’t know that I’m nearly in good enough shape to run the 1/2 in less than 2 months!

because my kids don’t know the meaning of the word! I sent Carter and Bob upstairs to clean their bathroom while I cleaned up downstairs and Calvin vacuumed. After 20 minutes they came downstairs declaring, “All clean!” I said, “Are you sure? I’m going to go check . . .” They were positive they had done a complete job.

So I go upstairs, and find this:

and this:

and this:

Since when did junk all over the counter, flossers on the floor and towels piled up in the corner = clean? At least when they talk about my housekeeping skills to others, they must think our house is more sterile than a hospital room!

Now this is the way to learn history! I was watching some of these Horrible History clips and after one viewing I know what happened to Henry the VIII’s 6 wives — divorced, beheaded, died, divorced, beheaded, survived . . . a totally catchy song that was running around in my head this morning after watching it the night before. This one is about the Tudors — another family group I knew nothing about (and I took a History of England course in college. I wasn’t very studious that semester.)