What do you even say after being absent from the blogosphere for 9 months? Sorry?
Look, it's not my fault. It's these kids, these CRAZY Esty kids! They kick me, scream at me, take my car for joy rides. What? I'm not making this up. If I take one step away from the carton of goldfish crackers, they put me in timeout. If I don't serve juice on demand, Ben does his best Karate Kid (original, if you please) crane kick stance and it scares me back in the kitchen. So, I do what they say. Can you blame me? Now how am I supposed to update a blog whilst (like that?) dealing with that?!
Ok, MAYBE I'm stretching the truth JUST a little here. Maybe it's not so much their fault that I haven't been posting on the blog.
Ya know, you ought to be ashamed of yourself, really, for buying into that lie I was trying to feed you about how bad my kids are...sheesh.
Let me do my best to catch you up.........
Oliver looked like this last fall.....
He was finally getting some hair, which was good because we thought it would never grow!! Super cute little chubby bubby.
Almost a year later, he looks like this....
And sometimes, this....
Oliver started preschool last September. He absolutely LOVES it! He was about to be too old to stay with his previous sitter, Ms. Jan....I was heartbroken. Ms. Jan is the BEST. The preschool we wanted him to go to had a waiting list...much like the iPad waiting list except completely different. Anyway, the next person on the list didn't want the spot and BAM, we were in. It all came together. And look who his teacher is!!
Just kidding.
You always worry that you are going to have the kid that doesn't sleep at nap time (he was that one at Ms. Jan's) and doesn't want to play with the other kids (he was that one at Ms. Jan's) or bites and throws poo...wait, that's monkeys...anyway, he jumped right in to their routine. He has taken his naps from day one. He even fell asleep in his spaghetti one day at lunch. Hmmm, maybe there's something in the lunch.
Oliver is also talking A LOT and you can understand him most of the time. He can count to ten, sorta. He can say his ABC's, kinda. He calls them the ABCDEFG's. He can also sing the Itsy Bitsy Spider, almost. What I'm saying is that he can sorta do a lot of stuff and he's kind of a genius!!
My Ben.
Man, this kid is smart. A little too smart, but in a good way.....I think.
He ended his 3rd grade year with a bang and got on the Principal's Honor Roll. Not his first appearance in that club, either. He did great on his Benchmarks and did really well in his GT class, too! More importantly, he has successfully beaten Super Mario Bros, Super Mario Galaxy, Mario Kart, Legos Batman (Wii) and is on world 10 in Scribblenauts. A lot of blood, sweat and tears has gone into that stuff. It doesn't just happen, ya know!!
Ben is also a green belt. HIYA!
Sorry, the pic is from a couple of belts ago. Yep, he's been taking taekwondo since last September and he's pretty good. Of course I'm going to say that, I don't want to get throat chopped!
He really is good, though. He can "paint the fence" and "wax on, wax off". I kid, I kid. I couldn't resist one more Karate Kid (origianl, please) reference, grasshoppah. Ooooh, I'm good. I even slipped the old Kung Fu in there.
He has a belt testing later on this week, so I'll keep ya posted on how he does.
Ben and Ollie are pretty crazy about each other most of the time...MOST of the time.
Usually, it's Oliver doing whatever Ben is doing. If Ben runs screaming through the backyard, so does Oliver.
If Ben is rolling down the hill....
Oliver is too...
If Ben kicks his shoes off and gets on his bed, Oliver kicks his shoes off and is right behind him.
Oliver will drive Ben a little batty from time to time, but Ben can do the same to him. There have been many times when I hear Ben yell, "no, OLIVER!" and just as many that I have heard a little voice very seriously saying, "no. ben. stop."
Most of the time, though, they are really pretty sweet to each other.
Ben is usually with me when we drop Oliver off at preschool and Oliver turns back to Ben and waves and says, "Bye, Ben, see you later". Ben always asks for a hug from Oliver before Oliver goes to bed. They do different things, but they are both very aware that the other is there...or not there. It's really cool to watch. They are total opposites that are exactly the same. That's the best way I know to put it.
Alright, look. Now that I have you all smiling and saying "awwwwww" at my cute kids, maybe you've THOUGHT about forgiving me for my absence from the blogosphere? I'm not promising daily, weekly or monthly, but I will do this blog. For us and for you. This world needs a little more cute, and I intend to provide it.
There is one other little thing I've done to make sure that I'm keeping our public updated on the daily doings of my guys. My guys now have their own [tada] Twitter page. Before you roll your eyes, hear me out.
Look in the right hand column of this page. You will see a section that says "Twitter Updates". When I update their Twitter account (which is @crazyestykids, btw), it automatically feeds to the blog. So, maybe one day you're checking to see if there is an updated blog post and you see that there isn't [insert joke here], so you look at the Twitter feed instead to see what we've been up to. Then you check back later...please check back later.
There's also an option to click under the Twitter posting to follow them on Twitter. This not only links them to your own Twitter page, it officially kicks off the campaign to see if I can get 'ol Sharon to tweet. I'm not holding my breath on the ladder.
Thanks for coming back. We'll be here.
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