The boys get “persuasive”

Quite the persuasive presentation, wouldn’t you say?!

The 3 Amigos wanted to buy a new Xbox One, so I encouraged them to try to convince Daddy to the merits of their grand plan through the power of the written word. Here’s what they came up with … and by the way, it worked!

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How do you do, Daddy? We wanted to convince you to let us get the Xbox One. Mommy said it’s called persuasive writing. Here are some reasons we have prepared. 

We have enough money to buy the console and some of its accessories with our own money from cash we’ve earned for chores or that has been given to us as a gift. You won’t have to buy a new blu-ray player either because it already has one programmed into it. If you do allow us to buy it, we will still have some spare money for other things.

You can go look at the behavior grades in the bedroom and see that we’ve been pretty good lately. We promise that we will use the Fruits of the Holy Spirt to maintain self-control when playing it, so there will be lots of fun and no fighting!

Also, if the old Xbox 360 breaks, you won’t have to pay for a new one. We’ll already have a backup. Plus, we can play old Xbox 360 games as well as new ones on this one console. I think you too will find some joy in this system. We look forward to hopefully playing with you soon.

Sincerely,
Your loving and mature sons,
Houston, Gabriel & Zeke

 

The spirit of the season

We kicked off our day today by attending a “Birthday Party for Jesus” at Westover. Miss Lorrie and Savanah, who are not members of our church, came along for the celebration, which made it all the more special. It was a lovely way to spend the morning and to really appreciate the true spirit of the season.

Zeke & Houston use Crayola 3-D glasses to critique their sidewalk-chalk art (and each other).

Of course, the 3 Amigos don’t need much encouragement on getting aflutter over the holidays — religious, secular or otherwise. They are way into Christmas carols and know most, if not all, of the words to the classics, as well as some of the more obscure ditties.

Being the sons of an admitted carol junkie like myself, that’s not surprising, but it’s just so delightful to hear their wonderment expressed so purely through song. Not much can beat the sounds of happy children’s voices echoing through the home.

Admittedly, it’s not always joyful sounds that can be heard here around the zoo. Nighttime has been especially rough recently, since Zeke has been waking in the wee hours of the morning, usually due to falling out of bed or being drenched from a full diaper. And once he’s up, watch out: he whines and cries (seemingly) uncontrollably and is inconsolable for up to an hour or more.

Houston “milks” a cow @ Homeland Creamery back in October.

But the random things that spark Zeke’s episodes are nothing special. It may be that his cowboy hat has gone missing or the bedroom door is closed or his blankets are getting on his nerves, etc. Considering the bizarre nature of the sources of Zeke’s angst — not to mention the fact that he is barely audible during these irrational meltdowns — my guess is that he’s still partially asleep.

Still, Stephen decided that our new course of action is that Gabriel and Houston (who are almost always awakened by Zeke’s loud outbursts) will be rescued from the insanity and rewarded with getting to sleep in Mommy and Daddy’s bed, while Zeke remains in the kids’ room. Fortunately, there were no semi-slumbering tantrums last night, but I think this tactic will work, if necessary.

Hopefully, we won’t have to resort to it, though. You see, I have been pushing this whole “Boys who listen and obey are happy, and boy who act naughty are sad” angle for a few days. It has been fairly effective around the house, as well as on outings. In fact, the 3 Amigos were so calm and well-behaved at the Y on Wednesday that the Child Watch gals joked that they thought the boys had left.

Zeke, Gabriel & Houston are “udderly” cute!

Some miscellaneous stuff:

  • On Monday, the twins had their final visit with our old pediatrician. We are in the process of getting all their medical records transferred to a new practice, which has been a long-standing goal of mine.
  • I’ve had an annoying dry cough for weeks now. After many failed medicinal attempts at curing my persistent throat problems, I think the Tussin DM Stephen bought me is finally clearing things up.
  • Last Sunday was the first day of not giving Zeke his Prevacid. We attempted this trial (under the supervision of his gastrointestinal doc) earlier in the year, but his puking reemerged. I pray that Z-bird has outgrown his reflux and can get off this daily Rx.
  • Gabriel is now consistently spitting toothpaste into the sink during his oral-hygiene regimen. He’s so proud of finally mastering the technique. Keep it up, G-man!

Gabriel is quite happy taunting this turkey at the dairy farm.

  • Stanley and Gabriel are best friends. Houston and Zeke aren’t at odds with the cat or anything, it’s just that Gabe and Stan have a particularly sweet and special bond. I suppose if Gabe’s turns out not to be a sensitive artist, he may opt to be a compassionate vet instead.
  • The dudes earned their 30th picture on their Chuck E. Cheese reward chart. Sure, it took them a couple months to accrue the meager amount of marks for decent mealtime behavior and manners, but it’s still a job well done. Congrats!
  • Our decrepit hand-me-down dryer — which required a pair of pliers to set the dry cycle — finally kicked the bucket. Thank goodness for “Cyber Monday” deals and a savings account.

Click the top pic to view the October gallery and the above photo to check out shots from our trip to Homeland Creamery.

Pumpkins are Christmasy, right?!

We took the boys downtown yesterday to watch the annual Christmas parade. Miss Lorrie, Mr. Kendal, Haylie and Savanah went with us, and it was a glorious day of fabulous floats and loud marching bands, although I think the dudes were as enamored with the parked police cars (with blue lights on) maintaining the periphery of the parade route.

Gabriel, Daniel, Zeke & Houston get zany during a pumpkin-patch outing in October.

We then had a late-lunch feast at Red Robin. This was Houston, Gabe and Zeke’s first time to the kid-friendly establishment, and they thoroughly enjoyed the eats with their friends. The 3 Amigos conducted themselves very well, with Zeke being the calm one at the parade and the most mannerly at the restaurant.

This good behavior was a continuation from our Friday-night excursion to a nearby Mexican joint. Our hungry boys acted with decorum, making us quite proud. However, they did let their imaginations run a bit wild over some of art in the restaurant. Gabriel got a little spooked over a longhorn skull … pretty understandable, I think.

But strangely enough, Zeke decided he was scared by a painting of a man riding a donkey. Our oft-dramatic child actually shed real tears when passing by the picture during our exit.

Sprinter Gabe races around the patch at full speed.

“He’s just a guy who needs to make his way through the village,” I reassured Zeke. “He doesn’t have a car, so he has to ride a donkey. No big deal.” But a determined Zeke decided the man was no good and eventually convinced bros of the picture’s evil nature, as well.

Daddy says Zeke’s penchant for theatrics and talent for charming manipulation will enable him to be a successful trial lawyer when he grows up. My current guess at future occupations for the other amigos is “temperamental, sensitive artist” for Gabriel, and “lofty orator,” like a politician or professor, for Houston.

Some big news: After much thought and consideration, and many prayers, Stephen has decided to take a new job. It’s a great career opportunity for him and some extra income for the family, but it will require hard work, communication and discipline on both of our parts, since the new gig entails some travel — a challenge for sure, but definitely manageable, if we play our cards right.

Houston & Zeke bring Uncle Greg a horde of gourds.

Some other news: Stephen and I had our elder interviews at church today. We shared our testimonies, answered questions about our faith journey, and discussed our missional goals for the future, thus, completing the final step in the process of becoming official members at Westover. Awesome!

Lesser news: Zeke has officially kicked his thumb-sucking habit; our new nighttime policy is certainly not a sure cure for the last-stand antics of the sleepy child, but it has drastically improved the bedtime ritual; and the Easter elf (our version of Elf On the Shelf: a bunny in “magic” elf pants) has been keeping a constant eye on the boys, reporting back to Santa any naughty or nice behavior.

Click the above photo to check out pre-Halloween pics from our visit to the Mount Pisgah pumpkin patch with Moms Club.