*You used some of your hard earned money to buy an old Super Nintendo and the Super Mario Game. You want to, understandably, play it all the time and don't like the screen limits Dad and I have set. So when you sneak it, you end up feeling super guilty. I'm not sure how to get around this. I can't let you play screens all day, so Dad and I are generous (at least we think so) in our screen time allowance, but its never enough for you. I get it. I try and remind you that wanting to play video games all day is pretty normal and you don't need to feel bad about it.
*You've been my trooper when it comes to work projects. Even when it comes to nasty ones. And for the most part, you do it with a happy attitude. Super grateful for that maturity coming through. I also think it's not just maturity, but your personality in general. You're not happy about shoveling old goat manure out of a shed, but you put a smile on your face because you want to be helpful to me.
Gwen
*I think moving here has been the hardest on you, so far, which I was surprised by. It doesn't help that the first few weeks being here, we were quarantined and couldn't meet anybody. So to fill our time, we did a lot of work projects. You struggled the most with being positive during those.
*You heard dad talking to Miles about working on Uncle Shannon's property and getting paid. You wanted in on that action. Dad reminded you that you've had a hard time whining when it comes to doing work around our place and that if you wanted to work on Shannon's you'd have to do projects around here without whining. You mostly snapped out of it after that, and became acutely aware of your attitude. You drew up a plan to become a better person, though of affirmations to say, things to do when you got frustrated etc. I was very impressed. One of the things you do when you get upset is to wander over by the ditch, throw some dirt or sand into it, pretend it's your worries and frustrations, and watch them float away.
*You are such a big helper with the smaller kids during school. You can tell when I'm getting stressed and will take over entertaining the littles. You also initiate and seem to love doing preschool things with Benson. Helping him with worksheets, writing letters etc. It's fun to watch you work.
Lindy
*The other night after scriptures etc, I was giving you an update on Grandma Crosby's cancer situation. You became very visibly upset. I asked the other kids to leave so you and I could talk. I asked you what was bothering you and you said, "2 things: 1- Grandma Crosby. 2. Shots, zits, cavities, and having babies." (The last time you had to get a shot at the doctors was super, unexpectedly, traumatic for you.) The emotion you felt bubbling up while we talked about Grandma seemed to bring up a lot of other anxieties. We talked through them all, and you calmed down after a while. I wasn't allowed to chuckle then at the things you were worried about, because it was very real and terrifying to you, but now as I write this list, it makes me smile.:)
Benson
*In case it hasn't been documented here, you are still my little Curious George, getting into trouble with the most innocent intentions. Within an hour of moving in, you found some thick axle grease in a shed and covered yourself in it, found a tiny shovel and dug holes in the mud (and got it all over yourself), and shocked yourself on the electric fence. Part of the drive for moving here was so that our kids could have wide open spaces and get into a little minor league trouble. So I guess all is going according to plan. :) Sometimes I'm not able to keep as close of tabs on you as I need to, and you end up finding pruning shears and snipping the neighbors electric fence around their garden when they were showing us around their property.
Davy
*You have mastered the art of the high pitched shriek. My goodness, I swear it's going to shatter our glasses. And since you still don't have many words, it's your only way of communicating that you don't like something and you'd like it to change. By the end of the day, it's hard not to lose my temper with you, even though you're still so little.
*You are just getting through a 2 week phase of utterly awful sleep. Naps and Bedtime were torture. We thought it was teething (you have 4 about ready to break through), but looking back, it was probably a sickness. Fever, irritable (see how we thought it was teething?) but then as you started to behave better, you broke out in a harmless rash. Makes me feel bad we didn't do more besides some Tylenol!
*You are starting to say actual words. We are the only ones who can understand your language, but you can say (not sign) shoes, outside, all done, Mom, Dad, food, Hot, again, button, Up, and Down. :)
*You love and hate Benson. You two already push each other's buttons, but you both love each other so much. It's not uncommon for you to tackle him in a hug, and then Benson will hug you back and tell you he loves you. You don't do this with any other sibling at this point. You can now "say" Benson's name. It's adorable, and the only name, besides Mom and Dad, that you can say so far. All the other kids are a little jealous.
*You give Dad and I the best hugs! You really lean into them and try to wrap your arms around us and squeeze. It's the best thing ever.



