RESCUER

Gage has an imaginary friend named, Rescuer. I have no idea how he came up with that name and when I ask him where he heard it he said, from his friend, Rescuer. In Gage's words: "Rescuer has only one sister, (whose name changes all the time). Rescuer lives in Snowflake normally, but he is in India right now. His sister is with him too. He has short yellow hair, he's four years old, the same height as me and he is a really great kid." To be continued......

Gage knows that there are certain words or phrases that he is not allowed to say so to get around them sometimes when he REALLY wants to say them, he'll just use a word that rhymes with it. For example, "That bufid (stupid) car won't work." Or, "He struck me with his sword and now I'm fled (dead)." He asked me if he could say, "What the heck?" and I said I didn't really like that so he says, "Ok, can I say fut fa neck instead?" Rob told him to just say, "What's the deal?" When I tell him it's time for bed, sometimes he'll say, "No, no, don't say bed....say it's time for med." Somehow he can swallow going to bed better if I don't actually call it "bed".

We ate dinner at Joe's Crabshack over in Tempe (right by our old house) with Alyssa and Trevor last night and we took the kids. We had so much fun. Gage was fascinated at Daddy's and Uncle Trevor's crab legs, but neither Gage nor Bella liked the meat. The waiters dance and sing and the kids REALLY liked that. We drove by our old house just to check it out and we marveled at how much the neighborhood had changed. Or maybe just our perspective changed? I'm not sure. We asked Gage if he remembered that house at all (knowing he wouldn't be able to remember it as he was 15 months old when we moved) and he said yes and started making up what it looked like. Such an imagination. We remembered his army crawl that he did, instead of a proper crawl, on our wood laminate flooring. We talked about the first and last time Gage climbed out of his crib and fell hard on the floor. It is a tri-level house and Rob and I were both downstairs while Gage was napping upstairs. We heard a loud THUD, followed by crying and we shot upstairs. Rob had a headstart but I jumped all six stairs (on the downstairs steps) and took two big jumps over nine stairs (on the upstairs steps) and left him in the dust. You can't stop a mama bear when her baby is in danger!! Mostly, we decided we are so grateful we moved to Gilbert and wished we had done so earlier.

The picture above is of Gage and Bella in their tent. They LOVE this tent and play in it all the time. The other one, Rob is being a goofball (that's not his actual smile).