Baseball You Are A Cruel Master

Just a quick blog to let you know that the boys of summer are about to be released. I signed David up for baseball today. Josh has aged out and no longer has the option, Joey informed us that he would rather take art lessons (real drawing, no arts and crafts junk) instead of baseball. Seth is still too young. Well, Annabeth began to howl just as I logged on so I guess I will regale you with more of the Beam antics later.

Sibling Rivalry

Having five children, I am often asked if they are jealous of one another, especially with the new baby around. I have always thought that the boys did so well in this area, nothing other than the usual you like him best stuff. Since they all say that about all the other brothers, I figure I'm doing pretty well. And then there's Seth. He is currently rocking the three year old movement. To begin the saga of Seth and Annabeth we must begin with spit-up. Annabeth is a dainty thing with a delicate stomach, that is to say that we must keep a burp cloth with the girl at all times or reek of baby goop. I have noticed that Seth has been spitting a lot recently, the kid's shirts have even been wet! I asked him what was going on and he told me that he had to (spit-up). I informed him that three year old boys do not spit-up, they just spit and they can control it. He said no, his tummy was upset and he had to spit-up. I did tell him, with a straight face thank you, that if he felt the need to spit-up, he had better do it in the potty or I would not change his shirt, or give him a lollipop (see previous post). I will live through the storm that is Seth and be stronger for it. There is a whole lotta trouble in that cute little monster!