Friday, April 30, 2010

The Tales of a Hoot

Okay, just so you know, I've been struggling with the awesomeness of 1st trimester baby incubating symptoms. I think they are magnified by the simple fact that I have three other little beings that need me. So, for now I'm feeling a little better and have decided to post. Yay! A post!!

If you are in my world, you know that my Little Hoot is just that, a hoot, a riot, unpredictable, his own man...The list goes on and on. Let's take a look at his craziness. I happened to look out from the patio doors and noticed a scantily clad, rocket pack wearing little boy just traveling from here to there and back again. I could faintly hear the sound of a jet pack. After picking up my camera, I followed him on a bit of his journey. He seemed mostly undaunted by my presence.


Let's ask ourselves why he would wander the yard in only his underwear and rocket pack. Well...

That's right, the answer is Why Not!

Let's look further into his style.
Oh ya, this kid has got some style!

Yes, he organizes and chooses his own wardrobe. Style indeed.

Something about Hoot that you may not know is that he has always looked up. Two of his first words were sun and moon. He just loves the activity in the sky. We have ALWAYS had to stop him from staring directly into the sun!! Geez, kid!

He loves to swing, especially by himself on the teeter totter. Is that what it's called?? Hmm, it's been a while since I used such language. Anyway, he sits and swings for the longest of times while looking up. I'm slightly afraid that he is going to zoom away into the sky one day. I might also add that it is just so peace inducing to sit and watch him swing. That's normal swing, but Hoot isn't normal...So, he takes it to a whole other level:
Ya, he goes horizontal and pushes it to the limit.
Here's a little snippet of his hours of swinging.
video
Ugh.
And now for a tale or two.
The boys are part of a botany class one day a week. We truly enjoy our time in the class. It might have to do with the fact that it's comprised of eight boys! Perfect!

This week we just had a free day since one group in our class was coming for their last day this semester. The boys were free ranging it. The moms and I were visiting inside the house when two of the six burst in exclaiming that Hoot had fallen head first into poison ivy. The moms and I start to the door and then see a group of 5 boys carrying my smallest child horizontally up from the woods. Yes, they were carrying him for hand to foot because my little thespian was playing his part well. He had his little eyes shut and was completely limp as if unconscious. Of course, it was that kid. Oh, that boy.
I wish the rest of the world could have seen that sight! It was just so comical! You could see in the boys that they have that no man left behind mentality. Just priceless and precious.
And Hoot is well and not infected. I didn't figure he would break out. None of us have reactions to poison ivy except for my dear husband.


Now for the last tale. Yesterday, the Kelly family watched our boys while we went to our midwife appointment. When we picked up the boys, you could just tell that Papa Kelly was about to spill something about the events that transpired while they were there. I was bracing myself. Think one of two things...Hoot and who knows what...or Professor X and a meltdown.
Unsurprisingly, it was a Hoot story.

Papa Kelly said goodbye to Mama Kelly because she had an appointment. The kids had been sipping on Capri Suns when the goodbye transpired. Even Little Hoot was there. And when Papa Kelly turned around, Little Hoot was not there...
No, Little Hoot had discovered something wonderful. Sand. Don't you just love to run your toes through sand?? We do. And apparently Hoot does even if its kitty litter sand!!!!!!!

Bah!!!!!!

Kitty Litter?!!?!?


Brett and I just lost it to laughter.

Papa Kelly let us know that he scooped him up and washed his feet. I think Papa Kelly thought we would be slightly upset...But no, we're not....Because that's what you get when you have a Hoot as a child.

It's fun and never ever ever dull.
Hoot rocked our world when he entered our lives. I have to say, he's continued to rock our world and I wouldn't have it any other way. He is that kid!
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