Catching Up

Ashton has been in preschool for 3 weeks and loves it. It's from 12:30-3:15. Those hours were usually his quiet time while the girls napped so I head home and crash most days. I do wish it were only a few days a week but alas it's free so I'm not complaining. I don't know how Hannah got in the picture... and she's the one actually looking at the camera. Go figure. You get the idea though.

Speaking of Hannah. Remember how I told you she adores Lucy??

Well she REALLY, REALLY does.

As I think about finally printing up this blog I'm starting to put pictures up of things I definitely do not want to forget. When David left for BOLC 15 months ago I bought Ashton a spider man costume off ebay for $10. Well he has worn it just about everyday since... and this is what the mask looks like now. He still wears it and thinks it's pretty awesome that  he created a hole for his mouth (which it didn't originally have). It totally grosses me out when he sticks his tongue through the stringy part.

He is totally growing up to a school aged boy. Everyday he comes home puts his backpack away tells me about his day and then goes out to play with friends in the neighborhood till I call him in for dinner. The other night while he was in the bath he told us he had a tick. Sure enough, right there on his neck. So after bath time David got out the tweezers and had him lay down. Ashton started to panic and said it was going to hurt and moved so David missed pulling out the head. For those of you non back woods people you HAVE to get out of the head or it could get infected. Anyway, Ashton got increasingly more frightened which was crazy to us because Mallie and Hannah have had at least 6 ticks combined pulled off of them without even flinching. I got really frustrated with Ashton after a few minutes of him not wanting to lay back down and said "Fine we'll leave it in and we'll let it eat your blood" and was ready to put the crying boy to bed. I know I'm an awesome parent. David ever so calmly finally asked Ashton to stop crying and to just tell him why he didn't want to lay down. His response was "Because when you lay me down it's like I'm being dead. But I'm not dead!" Poor kiddo. I forget he's old enough to explain his fears even if they are irrational. So we talked him out of his fears and laid him back down. Long story short. Tick came out. Lesson learned that Mommy needs to do a better job of asking the right questions and then listening to the answers.