Category: General Family News

My 3-year-old son meets M&Ms.

“Wowwwww! They are all the colors! . . . Mmmmmm, they have CHOC-lut inside. . . And look! ‘E’. . .  and ‘E’. . . and ‘E’ . . . I’m reading the letters on them!”

Since we were a couple days behind, I doubled up on the “Mary” and “Joseph” ornaments, and we did those the same day. We used clothespins for the people and cut felt and fleece for their clothes. The kids got to pick the fabric colors for the clothes.

“The most important part,” Mara told me as I began setting the craft materials on the coffee table, “is the jewels.”

Good thing she mentioned jewels, because I never pictured Mary and Joseph with jewels.

Here is Mara with her Mary and Joseph–before Mary got her head covering.

I enjoyed watching their looks of concentration while drawing faces on the clothespins. This was especially tricky for my three-year-old Micah. I had to laugh when he held up his Joseph-complete-with-a-face-drawn-by-a-3-year-old and said, “Look! Joseph is going like this! [cue facial contortions]”

His expression was exactly Joseph’s clothespin-face!

Micah, of course, wanted his Joseph to have a dark blue “cape.”  Sometimes–maybe, I should say, even typically— the biblical narratives are lost on this 3-year-old boy, as his Joseph became a superhero, whose special power was camera-evasion!

Micah kept whoooosh-ing Joseph away, right at the second I tried to snap the picture. We laughed a lot together over Joseph. . . Superhero Joseph. . . Someday Micah will understand the real Joseph too.

“Carissa, we don’t brush our hair with the dog’s brush!”

“Jessie! we don’t wear the Christmas ornaments–either on our shirts. . . ”

“. . . OR in our ears!!!!”

And: “Micah, we don’t slide down the banister–especially when it’s decorated with garland, lights and stockings!”

No picture here. He was stuck–you can’t very well slide down the banister when it’s decorated–and I was too busy trying to rescue the garland to snap the shot.

“Mommmmm, Carissa drew on the Mona Lisa!” Mara called as she ran up and handed me this drawing.

First of all, I don’t think I knew what the Mona Lisa was during my first five years of life.

Second, from what she handed me, I don’t think she knows either!

Carissa is playing so much and pretending all the time–just like big sister!

Today she had her bear in the bumbo seat, and she came running to me, saying, “Nose wipe! Nose wipe!”

I thought she wanted her nose wiped! But then she said, “My bear! Nose wipe!”

I handed her a tissue and she “wiped” his nose, saying, “Goonness! . . . My bear–cough!”

Poor little Riss has been sick soo often the past couple of months–now the stuffed animals are catching it!