Bikes, Hugs, and Kisses

I know, it's been a long time since my last post, but I'm back.  I'm sending everyone lots of hugs, kisses, and happy wishes on Valentine's Day.

Since Peanut learned to ride his bike in September, he's grown into a dare devil cyclist (kind of like his mom) by standing on his bike, riding down hills way, way too fast, popping wheelies, and more.  Sister Rocky moved from the balance bike to one with training wheels in order to get used to pedaling.  She's great on the balance bike so we're hoping she'll be riding without training wheels before summer.

Here are some recent photos of us at Butler Park in downtown Austin.

Peanut loves standing on his bike

Some fun shots of us goofing around on a beautiful February day

Jared borrows Peanut's bike.  He's already broken one, why not make it another?

Watch Out for the Ninjas

It is my pleasure to introduce ... 

Black Stealth Kai Ninja
Super power:  Lightning fast front kicks and break dancing moves that will blow your mind and clean the floor at the same time
Weapons of choice:  Chinese Stars and Power Ranger Barracuda Blade

Super Hello Kitty Ninja
Super power:  Death grip hair pulling and making cute faces that will stun onlookers
Weapons of choice:  High heeled wedges and sticky food covered hands

Oh Lover Boy

Here's an email I got this morning from the mom of a female student in Peanut's class.  I wasn't kidding when I said he's a ladies' man.

By the way, most of the names have been changed to protect the identities of the love birds involved.

---------- Forwarded message ----------
Date: Mon, Nov 26, 2012 at 6:42 AM
Subject: Simon
To: Kim


Kim,

I just had to share a funny story that Sharon told me last night. Her birthday is this Friday and she had decided a long time ago to only invite girls to her party because her sister did that back in August. Well last night out of the blue she told me to invite Peanut too. I said he is a boy and I thought you only wanted girls. We can't just invite one boy or it would hurt others feelings. She said, "But we love each other and I need him here." I said I didn't know they loved each other because it was the first I heard of this and wondered when this started. She said, " from the first day we saw each other in PP4."

I thought that was so cute and sweet I had to share. She is so tough on the boys and tells me she thinks they are all mean usually. As much as she wants Peanut there I think he would notice the girls party with all the pink, finger nail polish, etc. Anyway I wanted you to know that sweet story.

Have a great day!

Calling Me Out

One of the most refreshing things about my kids is they are honest. It's also one of the most dangerously embarrassing qualities. Here are a couple of stories I'm sharing to my detriment.

I'm trying on my first pair of skinny black jeans at Zara. Peanut's sitting on the floor of my dressing room, looks up, and yells, "Mommy, I see your butt". I'm trying to use my calm, hushed voice and say in Vietnamese, "Peanut, please don't say that". It only causes him to defend his case even louder. "But Mommy, I see your butt." I really need to teach this boy to speak Vietnamese!

Rocky is no better. Every time I use the toilet, Rocky hurriedly crawls after me, sticks her head in the bathroom, says "poo poo", puckers her lips, and loudly grunts. I try to explain that sometimes it's number one, but she loves saying "poo poo". Cut to the scene where we're at Target. I push Rocky's stroller into the stall with me and guess what she decides to say and do? "Poo poo", grunt, "poo poo", grunt. This fine when we're at home, but does she really have to say this when we're in public?

Treats for Santa

Peanut's coach at gymnastics holiday camp said that they were talking about healthy treats they could leave for Santa. My little Peanut shouted out ... matzo ball soup!

Laughing Rocky