Mom, We have a problem

Our daily routine involves Jack having a quiet hour in his room while the other two kids take their afternoon naps. Thankfully, he does this happily (after a small period of protest a year or so back). Most often, I use this time to catch-up on things that are hard to do with the three kids up. It is, however, not unusual that I would lie down for a power nap as well (now that I think of it this would definitely fall into the 'things that are hard to do with the three kids up' category).

Today I was downstairs in the kitchen when Jack's hour of quiet time expired. I heard him open his door and then a few seconds later he came downstairs to meet me. He came into the kitchen and very calmly exclaimed, 'Mom, we have a problem.' The following conversation went something like this:

ERIN: What is the problem?
JACK (very calmly): There is someone sleeping in the guest room.
ERIN (realizing what is going on): Oh, did you open the door and go in.
JACK: Yes. I thought the door was closed because you were sleeping in there.
ERIN: Who was in there?
JACK: I don't know. I couldn't tell because I had my sunglasses on, but I closed the door really quietly.

After Jack had gone upstairs a good friend had brought her two year old daughter over for me to watch (well really just have a sleep). Jack did not know this. I guess I am just somewhat concerned over WHO Jack thought would be sleeping in the guest room and WHY he wouldn't be more alarmed over this oddity?

Happy to report that I knew exactly who it was. It was this lovely little lady who joined Theo in his cot after her nap was over:

Lunch Date

Jack invited two of his friends around for lunch today. They are both students at the local school and came in their school uniforms. I took a quick picture to record the event (knowing my American readers will find the uniforms cute).



And here is a video of the three boys goofing off:



I also took another picture of a cute little boy who couldn't stand to be left out of the action. I was changing Theo's nappy when the door bell rang. He immediately ran downstairs and outside before I could get his trousers back on. He did stop to put his boots on as you can tell from these pictures.

This morning...well really every morning

Here is what our bed looked like at 7:10 AM this morning:



At 7:00 our bed is occupied by two adults. Shortly after 7, we are joined by an eight-month-old looking for her first feed of the day and a nearly five-year-old who is looking for his first conversation of the day. This lovely four-year-old usually manages to squeeze in but by the time the 'not as easy a riser' two-year-old shows up, we are definitely down to only room for one adult if not both of us booted out to make room for the three pictured above.

Next time we buy a bed, we will get bigger than a standard double! But that is the only thing I would change, the rest I wouldn't change a bit.

I'm not an apple

Today while Jack was at pre-school I heard Theo role-playing with his toys. I stopped dusting and listened from the other room (yes, I was really dusting! It is a rare occurrence - we have friends coming to spend the night - I was tempted to stick that fact in and not make mention that it was a rare occurrence but I know my readers know me better than that!). Anyway, back to the role-playing. I heard the following:

Theo: Hello Apple (he was holding a real half-eaten apple).
Apple: Hello Apple.
Theo: I'm not an apple. I am Jack's little brother.'
Apple: I really am an apple.

I love it. I love listening to little people.

All My Days

It was a singing day. So Jack didn't want to be left out.