One More Month Till School

Another week has flown by at the Bradley household. I spent half the week in Virginia on business, which the kids didn't seem to mind because it meant they got to have another fun slumber party over at Hamoni's house. They were especially glad about that since their Pemo is back in town and living over there these days. The girls had a ball and I suspect James had so much fun he didn't sleep at all, he was a very tired boy when he got back in any case. The girls are still enjoying their summer routine of playdates with their cousins and long happy hours of reading in the hammock or playing at the pool.

Here are the kids piled up on the chair in the front room:

And James likes to carry books and sometimes pretend to read them.

They're about the happiest little monkeys I know, and I love that I have a job that allows me to spend so much time with them. I am looking forward to the start of school again next month, not that I don't love every minute with my little buddies, but it will make my life quite a bit simpler to have two of them off learning things for a good chunk of the day. Laine will be starting first grade and Eve will go back to Challenger for a daily afternoon serving of pre-K goodness.

James Can Practically Almost Nearly Read Sort Of

The little guy is starting on his letters. He calls A's E's, and R's Rrrrrrrrr's, but he's most of the way there in terms of knowing his ABC's. We're working the ol' flashcard routine with him, we expect full literacy in a week or two.




The girls continue their ongoing quest to get a Master's equivalent in English Literature before they hit puberty. Their latest activity to this end is the addition of Hammock Reading to their daily routine. Hammock Reading replaces the old boring quiet reading time that took up the time slot right after lunch. Hammock Reading is a lot like quiet reading time, but instead of being in bed, it's in the hammock outside and instead of getting distracted by giggling at each others' jokes, they get distracted by tickling each other until giggles break out on all sides. They do manage to get quite a bit of actual reading in despite all the clowning. Eve is quickly making her way through the chapter book version of Finding Nemo, and Laine is still chewing her way through her first 200+ page book, The Model President (with lots of breaks to speed read through Dr. Seusses and little Disney story books).

More Summer Fun

So earlier this year my oldest brother Josh decided that his kids had outgrown the small trampoline they had and picked them up a full sized on. Following Bradley tradition, hand-me-downs got passed along to the next available brother and we ended up with their old tramp in the backyard. It's the perfect size for Laine, Eve, and James; big enough they can all jump on it, but small enough that even the stubby little man can climb onto it without help. As a plus, if the kids ever fall off I don't have to worry about broken limbs.

So if you've ever been a kid and had a trampoline in the summer time, you've probably experienced the wonders of the Sprinkle-Tramp. This summer is the first time the kids have had a chance to enjoy this splashtastic wonder. For those that grew up without fun, you take a sprinkler, run it right under the middle of the trampoline, then turn it on full blast. The resultant water spray wets the tramp so that with every bounce all the jumpers get soaked. When you're two, four, or six years old, there's not much in the world that's more fun.

The girls wrapped up their soccer season this week, and were ecstatic with their participation trophies. Laine wants to do another season just for the trophy. I think Eve might be ready to move on to something else. We've been talking about getting back into dance classes, we'll look into that this week. There's a new dance school just a couple blocks from home that we might check out. The girls are also interested in taking tumbling, so since there's a tumbling place right next to the nearby dance school, they may get their wish.

Happy Fireworks Day

We had a great 4th of July this year. The kids told me (about a dozen times) that it was the best 4th of July ever. The morning started with a neighborhood parade, with Laine riding a flag-waving bicicle and Eve marching with some All-American cheerleader pom-poms. Little James was supposed to march with his revolutionary war style hat and drum, but at the last minute he decided he didn't want to carry those so he got to be the little red, white and blue baseball player instead.

After the long march all the way around the block, there was a potluck neighborhood breakfast featuring chocolate milk, donuts, breads, and some yummy breakfast casseroles (gotta learn how to make those). Then it was time for games with all the little kids rushing to haul water in leaky cups from one bucket to another in a big wet relay race.

We went home after the neighborhood festivities to have a little more fun of our own. Some smoke bombs, pop-its, and growing glow-snakes got the kids all fired up for more pyrotechnics later in the day. Some quiet time relaxing, eating lunch, and watching a few cartoons fixed up our fatigue from the parade. Grandpa made some awesome home-made ice cream and some babyback ribs (gotta learn how to make those). We had Great-Grandma and Great-Grandpa Bradley over for dinner.

After dinner, when the sun finally went down, Uncle Josh and Aunt Sarah came over with cousins Jacob and Andrew who helped us light up a great little firework show. Uncle Paul and I clustered up some ground bloom flowers, the kids loved waving their sparklers, and the sparkshowers provided some oohs and aahs, mostly from Grandma.

I'm not sure what's up with Eve and the bike helmet, I think she just was jealous cause her cousins had hats so she grabbed the nearest thing that would fit on her head.

In other news lately, the girls are both loving soccer and Laine earned her first Certificate of Achievement in Kung Fu (for a 6 strike combo, watch out). Laine also has a serious crush on her school friend named David who happens to take Kung Fu with her, he seems like a nice boy so maybe I won't have to scare him away yet. James continues to be the cutest two-year-old on record, Eve still sings about how lovely she is, and I'm trooping along with work and parenting. Feel free to nominate me for Father of the Year.