Second Day of School

I thought today would be an appropriate day for beginning my blog. Second day of school for the two oldest, Sadie in 5th and Ethan in Kindergarten. I have both Max and Connor by themselves today for the first time. First I'll tell you a little about the kids, Sadie is a beautiful ten year old girl who tends to be a bit of a drama queen. She is having a bit of difficulty adjusting to being a big sister of three from an only child. Although I think she's doing fabulously. The hardest parts for her are not getting what she wants because the budget is tight, and there are four kids to provide for now, and also four kids to spend the extra on. Ethan is the sensitive 5 year old. He is in a lot of ways his mother's boy. He is also Sadie's 'magnet' She nicknamed him that and is becoming very protective of her little brother. (yesterday she was worried about him at school so her teacher let hr go check on him) Ethan and Sadie are the worriers of the family, Sadie not as much as Ethan because of age, but I'm sure they will both be worriers when they get older. Now for the younger two. Max is the three and a half year old and is lovingly known by his family as MAD MAX because he tends to be wild and crazy. He's the brother that beats up on his little brother and gets rough playing. He is a rough and tumble little boy. Last year at daycare he pulled a tooth out because he took a bite of an apple and it was a little loose. That gives you a little taste of our Max's personality. He also has these facial expressions that just make you crack up and this laugh that sounds almost demonic, but is so infectious. When you tell him to be gentle; for example when petting the animals (I'll tell you more about our pets later) he stiffens completely up and sloooowly extends his hand to pet them, I think because he doesn't know how to be gentle otherwise. Connor is the sweet and unassuming little brother. He's two, and just beginning to fight back when Max picks on him. Connor always has a smile on his face and even when throwing a tantrum (a new addition to connor's personality) you can easily make him smile before he goes back to screaming. He's gentle and tries so hard to keep up with his big brothers. He does a great job of it too. He is often on the other end of max's shovel, or bat, or toy, or soda bottle or anything else Max tries to hit him with, his mother told me that he learned to walk before he was one so he could run away. I have been in these boys life for a bit over a year.