So, all 3 kids earned 7 stickers this week, thus earning them a prize. Ruby and Isaac wanted to buy something with their birthday money, so off to Wal-Mart we went. Ruby was going after sunglasses, and Isaac - he was going after spending his money. Isaac picked, of all things, a sippy cup. One of those items I had finally ridded my cupboards of. AHHHH!!!! Ruby saw that, and decided later that's what she wanted, too. Then, David took the kids to pick out Ruby's sippy cup, and Ruby decided that she would buy Jadelyn one for her prize, too. David said he almost cried. Ruby told him that she would have $1 when she was done buying those dreaded sippy cups because she had $5, her cup cost $2 and Jadelyn's cup cost $2. David was so proud. Both of her math and her sharing skills. Now they are drinking so much water I'm afraid of how wet their beds will be in the morning. =O
Sick chicken died. Finally. Poor chicken. When they got to the door of the chicken shed, David asked the kids if the chicken was dead. And Isaac answered, ever matter-of-factly, "yes, it's dead. It's head is down." Then, while David was burying the chicken, the kids were all standing around saying "it's sad. It's so sad. It's sad." Or at least the girls were. Then Jadelyn asked if the chicken was going to come back alive. And Ruby told her "no". Animals won't come back alive. Only humans come back alive when Jesus comes again. David told them that there will probably be chickens and other animals in heaven, but not that exact chicken. And Isaac asks if we can ride the chickens in heaven. THAT KID!!! =P (Side note: By the time they got back inside, they weren't so bothered anymore. In fact, David had to remind them to tell me about the chicken.)
Went to visit Mr. Tom and Ms. Tina tonight. They are the sweetest neighbors EVER. And don't fire us from coming to visit even though at times Hickory gets into their stuff and drags it over here. Ms. Tina teared up a couple times about the flowers David brought her. And then gave us some Jiffy-Pop popcorn - saying it was for when the kids were in bed and David and I were alone. Mr. Tom said at some point during our visit that our kids mind better than any kids he has EVER seen. Was a nice thing to hear when so often I feel like I'm failing. Or at least beating my head against a figurative wall. =)
David's now singing a song about "I like sleeping." "In my bed." "On my head". I think I should head that direction now. Craziness continues to abound.