Dirk 101

This evening Brian decided to take the kids to the park, while I prepared dinner.  Along with the kids,  Brian also decided to take Dirk.  For those of you who are thinking, "Who is Dirk?" He is the K-9.  

The K-9 who has the ability to detect bombs.

On the way to the park, Nathan asked dad, "Does Dirk find bad guys?" Daddy replied, "No he finds bad things."

Nathan:  Does he find guns?

Daddy: Yes

Nathan: Does he find candles?

Daddy: No candles aren't dangerous  (Nathan is clearly not speaking to a Fireman)

Nathan:  Does he find Dynamite

Daddy:  (Laughing)  Yeah he actually does

Brian came to me, inquiring, "Where does he get these things"

Maybe Nathan also watches Bomb Patrol Afghanistan.

I was 12 not 4 years old

I thought it was a pretty good night.  I was watching television, Baby daddy was working on his computer, and the kids were playing around.

All of the sudden, Nathan came in running into our bedroom.  He was just running around.  But I knew something was going to happen when Katelyn also came in.

Nathan shut the bedroom door, he didn't slam it, but he did it several times taunting Katelyn.   Brian quickly got up and stomped his way to the bedroom.

Nathan must have heard him, and quickly shut the bedroom door, and locked it.

I could not hold my laughter,  not because of what he did.  I recall arguing with my parents and running to my room and locking the door before either one of my parents could get to me.  My door had a dead bolt and I knew my parents could not get in, unless they rammed the door.

In this case, Brian quickly told Nathan, "Nathan unlocked the door now!"

Nathan replied, "Ok Don't be mean", unlocked the door and ran away from the door.  He knew unlike me he was going to GET IT.

I am sorry but I was laughing through the whole thing.  I used to do that to my parents ALL the time.  One major difference I was 12 not 4 years old.  Watching Nathan  was going back in time and watching me all over again.


So I have been asked, Well what did Brian do?  He held Nathan's new Dyson vacuum hostage.  Brian held it to the top of the stairs and told Nathan if he didn't listen he was going to throw it down the stairs so it could break into little pieces. Uhhhhh....No I didn't get a picture of Brian holding the vacuum.  But it did get Nathan's attention.  No No the vacuum is ok, and so is Nathan.

It's just hilarious.

Camping Update

Well on my previous post I told you guys I wondered how long Nathan and Daddy were going to last out there in the wild life of our backyard.

Apparently, not too long.  The noise of our neighbor's yapping dogs and the high volume of vehicles passing through the street didn't give Brian the feeling of being out in the wilderness or in the middle of the Mojave Desert.

At about 2am, I heard noise downstairs.  I could hear Nathan and Daddy whispering.  It got too cold for them, a whopping 28 degrees.  While Brian had a sleeping bag that protects him  during 0 degree weather, Nathan's didn't.  Even though Nathan's little body was still warm, dad got concern and brought him back inside.

When I talked to Nathan this morning,  I asked him ,"How was camping?" He replied, "I was too cold and we could get sick."  "I don't like camping anymore."

Well that settles it.  I knew it too.  Nathan's daddy wanted to take him on an off road trip though the Mojave Desert.  Well Daddy there is your answer.  The only time this kid will be in the Mojave Desert, it will be riding on a boat though Lake Mojave.  LOL.......

And by the way, let me just add both Nathan and Daddy are quite cranky.  Teach you to camp, when you have a perfectly warm and cozy bed. Boys....

Nathan goes camping

Nathan wasted no time putting his new sleeping, flashlight, new pajamas, Swiss knife and tape measure to use.

As soon as he opened it, he was asking when are we going camping,  I was gracious enough to tell him, "Mommy doesn't go camping"  He replies , "But Why?"  Well Nathan there are no showers when camping, and daddy exclaimed, "there are no bathrooms,"  ''So where do I go?", he replied his own questions and said, "He could go on the floor."  I told him, yup that could very well happen.

Nathan didn't care, he told me the boys are going camping and the girls are staying inside, I said that is a GREAT idea.

Well the Boys didn't travel far, their trip took them as far as their backyard and then came in for sandwiches. 

Merry Christmas

We wish you all had a wonderful Christmas.  We at the Nathan household had a great time.  Nathan left cookies for Santa Claus and reindeer food on the lawn.

This morning he woke up to some presents.  He was disappointed that mommy made a request to Santa for more clothes. My mistake I won't do that again.  I felt he was a little down because of it.  However, he did forget that the night before he opened up most of the toy gifts that Santa left at Roxy's gramma's house.  He did get  a sleeping bag as he requested.

I could see the wheels turning inside his head when he thought Santa was only coming to his house.  But how come he left presents at Roxy's gramma's house and Uncle Shawn's house.

Here is to spending Christmas with family and cousins.

Nathan did open up a gift that Santa himself had personally given him when he stop by the other day,

 Nathan got his own Dyson Vacuum.  He will put it to work as soon as possible.

I have to say even though Nathan had been acting up quite a bit, many would tell me that he was only worked up for Christmas and had a lot of extra excitement, you know on and on.   I was very proud on his behavior during the family functions.  He was able to walk away when he felt something or someone was going to get him in trouble, he shared and he listened.  A little help from Santa doesn't hurt.

The boys were savvy enough to know there was going to be no tattle tailing unless someone was hurt or going to get hurt.  And, here comes the call, "Mom,  Auntie Dianne,"  "Yes"  One of the babies is going to fall down the stairs."

I was about 10 feet away, I walked over and saw Katelyn on top of a ride a long car, tilt over on the stairs headed down.  Both the boys were holding the car.  Katelyn thought she was going to go sleighing down the stairs.  "WHOA"

Happy Holidays

Driving Lessons II

A few days back, Nathan, Katelyn and I were stuck in traffic, I noticed one lane was going faster than the other.  Apparently so did Nathan.  Only that while I was going to merge from the number 2 lane to the number 1 lane on a merging freeway, Nathan was referring to the shoulder.  As I switched lanes he told me, "No mommy I mean that lane, why don't you go on that lane."  I told Nathan, "That is the shoulder Nathan, only emergency vehicles can go there.  Fire trucks use that lane to get to an accident so they don't get stuck in traffic like us."  Trust me the kid had a good idea.  I probably  have done it before, which is why he was telling to drive on that lane.

Sometime after that, on our way  to school.  I was driving behind  the street sweeper, yeah the one that is going five miles an hour and cars are starting to stack up behind me.  Not wanting to be the CAR that is the cause of a back up on a single lane road, I pass it up on the left.

Nathan, quickly tells, "Mommy what you did back there wasn't very nice."  Confused I asked exactly what it was that I did that wasn't nice.  He replied, "The street sweeper was doing his job and you just passed him."
How can I put this to a four year old.  I don't have the patience, and neither did the five cars behind me to stay behind the sweeper.  I replied,  "Nathan, you don't like traffic, if I would have stayed behind the sweeper we would have caused a lot of traffic."  I was only trying to help everybody.


Can this four year old stop trying to give mommy Driving Lessons........

Nathan Goes to Legoland

After a long drive to San Diego, and dropping off presents at Nathan's Nina's house, what were we suppose to do?  It's Christmas time and everyone needed to get out of the house.  I told Nathan,  "We are going to San Diego" To which he replied, "Is San Diego Far?"  Well far enough for you to drive your daddy and mommy nuts on the road.  I was only thinking it.  I didn't tell him that.  I did recommend he get his Leapster to keep him busy on this road trip.

Brian and I are going back and fourth about going to Legoland, We called it the "The L word"  Nathan over heard the conversation, to which I reply, "Layla"  If he wanted to stop by and see Layla, he would have be a good boy.  Surprisingly enough, he was.

It was Snow days at Legoland 

While we were there Nathan wanted too climb the Firehouse

Nathan made it to the window, at which point he lost his balance and down he came.  But it was a great start Jr. Firefighter

Nathan's visit with Santa

After a long week of Nathan outburst and not so good notes from school.  Nathan finally had a visit from the big guy himself.  He was asked by Santa if he had been a good boy, of course he replied, "YES".  "What do you want for Christmas?" Nathan replies, " A Trash Truck".  We will have to see if he got it or not.

                              

                            

To All A Merry Christmas

Nathan, Future LA Co FireFighter

Well after a few days it took to recover, from "Mommy I want to throw up".  Which lasted three days for me.  After Nathan, I started and lets say it was not pretty.  Nathan, was up and going maybe at 85% which was a pleasant pace.

Jimmy Kimmel had a request for  parents to, "I gave my kid a terrible present for X mas" and record their reactions.

Nathan saw the reactions and presents the kids received, his words were, "That's gross" 

Well here is our terrible present to Nathan,

                                                           How do you like those fireman boots

                                                         
                           Jimmy Kimmel this is what we call a Present at the Nathan Household

Mommy, I want to throw up

Nathan didn't want much dinner today,  it wasn't his normal, "I don't like this dinner", more like "my tummy hurts."  I believed him since he wasn't his spunky self.  I gave him some Pepto.  I figured he needed to go potty and couldn't.  That wasn't the case.

The rest of us had dinner, however, Nathan kept complaining his tummy was still hurting.  I started to make him some chamomile.

As I was cooling off the Chamomile, he was sitting next to me on the couch, he says, "I want to throw up".
Just as I was encouraging him it was probably a good idea, Brian came  from behind the couch, picked him up and took him towards the bathroom.  Ahhhh,  two seconds too late, Throw Up Everywhere on the tile floor.  Luckily for us it was on the tile floor and not on the couch.  Blueberries and bananas EVERYWHERE....

Agh, Like Nathan would say, "That is disgusting". As bad as that was it wasn't as bad as the time, Nathan walked up to my bed around three in the morning, he said to me, "Mommy I don't feel good".  The next thing I know I am wearing his throw up all over me, the bed and the rug.

This time it was much better, and now if you ask Nathan how he feels,  "I feel much better"

10-33 give me the patch

One morning a few days back, I began looking for my radio.  I thought I had it in the front seat with me. When I say radio, I am not referring to an Am/Fm but more like my work one.

Ironically I found it in the back seat tucked in behind Nathan's booster seat.  I thought, that is very odd.  I would have never put it there.  A flash went through my mind that Mr. Nathan might have gotten a hold of it but ignored it.

Why???  Why would I ignore an instinct when it comes to Nathan....

The following day, I found it peculiarly quiet on the way to work.  Both Nate and Katelyn were being very good.  I would hear 10-33 Give me the patch,,


I quickly adjusted my mirror to see what Nathan was doing in the back seat.  I could see he was talking on the mic, with MY radio.  I knew it.  That little guy has been taking my radio and probably transmitting through out the county.

It's not what you say, Its what you do

This morning once again, Nathan came into my room to wake me up.  He wanted me to turn on his television.

Let me explain, Nathan knows how to turn his television on, and change channels.  He can sure find Sponge Bob when he is not allowed to watch it.  So why is it that he thought coming into my room early in the morning was going to help anyone.

I replied, "Nathan you can turn on your t.v."  Oh my god, those words killed him.  He started up with the ahhhh, kicking throwing himself on the floor.  Nathan, is 4 1/2 years old not a toddler.  That episode is the number one way to get me started on the wrong foot.

I don't think anyone, looks forward to waking up with someone, that instead of getting a good morning hug and kiss, it's the beginning of a south central stand off between the bad guys and the good guys.

Nathan was told immediately to go back his room,  of course that didn't happened.  Lets just say he returned back to his room.

However, it takes me a while to shake it off.  I end up staying in a bad mood,  we had fun plans for the day.  When do I start cancelling all our events in order to show him fun events merit good behavior.  Does everything become, "if you don't do this, then you wont get this".  After all he won't be the only one getting punished.  Katelyn and I won't get to hang out with our family at Roxy's birthday party.

We all manage to get ready, I can hear Nathan going downstairs.  A little later, he came in my room  and told me, "Mom I packed my lunch using my lunch box from when I was little." 


Inside he had a banana, yogurt, and orange and a water.  I found that to be an excellent choice of snacks.

What I mean by it's not what you say it's what you do, this is a perfect example.  Nathan watches me every morning pack my lunch.  Trying to eat healthier and keeping the unwanted lbs.

I thought it was funny that he had the mindset to do that.

All until I found him and Katelyn, going through the bedroom trash sucking on pistachios shells.  Really, Nathan you are going to pick those shells out from the trash.

I can say something over and over and over, it goes in one ear and out the other.

I wish he could see me sleep and he could sleep some more.  That is really what I'd like to see.