This boy

Aw man, this Moosling of ours. This one is a doozy. I forgot the roller coaster of age two (well, I didn't really forget so much as I had no idea it could be like this).

This kid is a BOY in the most traditional of ways. He loves to wrestle and be noisy and wild. Any padded surface is a trampoline. Every longish stick like thing is a sword. He loves semi trucks and mud puddles, dinosaurs and airplanes.

 

 

But, he is also the most sensitive of little souls. The wrong tone of voice can get him sniffling. He gives hugs that make you  melt with arms wrapped tight around your neck. He gives kisses and says "I missed you today."  This boy loves  his mama and has also recently found room in his heart for daddy. But forget those grown ups, it's his "Shoo-Shoo" he loves the most.

 

This boy loves to be included in the big kid stuff--no baby cups or baby sized silverware, he wants what Clementine has. He loves music and singing--he quickly learns choruses and claps along to songs with perfect rhythm. He is drawn to daddy's "t-tar" (guitar) and longs to play drums in the drum room.

 

Dutch is the biggest talker of the family and he often creates  his own Dutch-ese. Recently, he's asked for "Roni-peppers" on his pizza. Pomegranate somehow became "Apple Pie". Sister became "Shoo Shoo". He sings the words "thank you" as well as "You're welcome." After school, he wants the music on the radio turned off because he's "Got stuff to say!"

 

We love this wild little moosling. Even at his all too familiar 5 am wake ups.

 



This Girl

This girl, our darlin' Clementine. We just can't get enough of her these days. Seven is an amazing age.

She sings wherever she goes. She makes up her own epic songs. She sings Katy Perry in the shower. She has a poet's heart (and recently learned about metaphor) and she expresses her love for us thusly: "Mama, you are the moon and Dutchy and I are the stars close by."

She is sensitive all the way through. Tender to the core, Clementine just wants everyone happy. She's a born care-giver.
(She is also literally sensitive--she can't hold an onion or walk close by the bin of onions in the grocery store as her eyes start leaking immediately!)

She is an artist, a story teller, a musician and a tremendously patient big sister.

She is growing on up and changing more and more every day. Making her own way is becoming  more important to her and sticking close by mom and dad is a thing of the past. We love this little soul so much.

Holiday Port Festival

My mom came up for the weekend and to celebrate we took her to the Ferry Terminal's annual Holiday Port Festival. (Where are the boys, you may be asking?? After getting up, ready to party like a Canadian, at 4am-Dutch finally crashed and took Cam along for the nap.)

 Clem got her face painted and then we listened to some carols and kind of watched some dancing.

 There were DOZENS of really cool gingerbread houses on display. It was really super crowded around these tables so we saw the items on display from our school then high-tailed it outside for....

 HORSES! We got to go on a little horse and carriage ride.

 It was literally around the block but this girl loved it so much!