My Little Helper

I don't know where she gets it, (I certainly have never liked cleaning,) but Grace just loves to help me clean. It all started when she first watched Cinderella. From that point on, she has loved cleaning the floor on her hands and knees while singing, "sweeten nightingale". Yes, Cinderella's words are "sing sweet nightingale," but Grace will always sing it her way.

Since then she's wanted to help every time she sees me clean. She climbs onto the bathroom counters to wipe the mirrors, she scrubs the inside of the toilets with the toilet scrubbers and wipes with outside with sanitizing wipes. (She's very into these. She likes the Clorox commercials and is very happy that we have products at home that clean and protect.) She does dishes, she "decorates" (sets) the table, she sweeps and mops, she makes her bed, and she folds and puts away all of her own laundry. She's also very good at putting away toys. Sometimes too good. Sometimes she puts them away while Roman is still playing with them.

This picture is from a few days ago. I came downstairs to find Grace doing the dishes! She had just pulled a chair over to the sink and started by herself! How did I get so lucky? I hope she stays so into cleaning forever!!!

Easter Pictures

These are pictures from Easter at Steve's parents' house. They had an Easter egg hunt outside. Roman was lucky enough to find the golden egg with $5 inside. (He may have had just a little adult help.)

In the past I've taken the kids to have Easter pictures taken at Kiddie Kandids and with the Easter bunny. This year I forgot to take any pictures at all, let alone have professional pictures taken. I feel bad. Luckily my mother-in-law took some. Doesn't Roman look handsome? This is his first time in a tie.

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Roman is Talking!

Up to this point Roman has not been much of a talker. But all of a sudden, over this past week, he's saying tons of new words. It's so exciting! It's like he's known all of these words for a while, and he just decided to use them. Sunday when I was getting ready for church he said, "Pretty Mama". Today we were at UNLV and he saw some guys riding bikes. He pointed to them and said, "Bike guys". He's still not talking as much as the average child his age does, but it's a good start!

Caught in the Act

Roman is a very sweet boy. He does, however, tend to be a little on the rambunctious side. In church this past Sunday when I went to get Roman from nursery, the nursery leader said, "Roman was good today." Now, usually hearing that your child has been good is nice. But the way she said it made me think that normally Roman is not so good. I have to admit that I've seen him climbing chairs or eating play-doh in nursery. I've also seen him teaching other kids how to bang on the wall so that it makes a lot of noise, so I guess it's not a suprise that he's not perfectly behaved in nursery. Oh well, that's why we send kids to nursery right?

These pictures are from one of the many times Roman has managed to open a door that is secured with a child lock. After he opens the door, he pulls out all the CDs stored in there, and then he spreads them all over the floor. Next, Mom or Dad comes and gets mad and puts all of the CDs away. Then he waits until Mom or Dad leaves the room and he starts again. He loves this game he's invented.

Our Darling Grace

Grace is a smart girl. Sometimes I just can't believe the things she thinks about. For example, today in sacrament meeting when they were passing the water, she leaned over and asked, "If water isn't made of anything, how did Jesus make it?" About a week ago she asked who made heaven. I told her that it's always been there and she said, "That's the strangest thing I've ever heard in my whole entire life." I can relate. Sometimes it's hard to grasp. Later today she asked how the inside of the light bulb makes the light bulb light up. I have to admit that I had to tell her that I have no idea on that one.

Grace is also Roman's idol. He follows her everywhere and tries to do exactly what she does. She likes to sing like Ariel, so Roman will sing like Ariel too. She'll dance around and then curtsy and say "Thank you, thank you." He'll do the same thing except he'll bow and his thank you sounds more like dank choo. If she's playing with Barbies, or Ponies, or Polly Pockets, he wants to play too. The poor little guy likes princess stuff more than any other boy I know. (Of course, Steve is thrilled about this. Not. He was pretty happy to learn that I bought Roman a basketball hoop that he'll get for his birthday.) Grace is a pretty good sport about her little shadow most of the time. Every once in a while she tells him to go away, but for the most part she's an excellent, and very patient big sister.