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Good morning, world!

(This favorite lookout post is but one reason why I've been trying to require my boys to wear more than underwear around the house.)


One minute Ella was standing on the couch, I was happily typing on the computer--about 12 inches away. Then, I looked up and she was sitting on the windowsill. So, I put her back on the couch and tried to capture the action. She was so quick that I missed half of it! (I tried to adjust the exposure of the pictures, but trust me, it's that bright in the afternoons. I have no idea how the kids can sit up there very long.) That shelf is where the boys' tiny lego's are. And Danya often spends an hour or more playing there during nap time.

Wake up Happy!

We finally have a wake-up-happy baby. After a year of not knowing how to fix the wake-up-crying problem, Ella has suddenly turned the corner and now is happy! This corresponds with longer naps (two naps, totaling 3-4 hours a day) and better night-time sleep (no middle-of-the-night feeding for 7 of the last 8 days). Which comes first, longer naps or happy baby? Hard to say… Or is it the new acid-reflux meds? Hmmm.

I have felt a big difference in my energy levels, with this new sleep-through-the-night routine. Even though Eric has been gone this week, I’m not desperate for my nap in the afternoon! (Although I still take one.) Ella did have one awful night, when she woke up five times between midnight and 2am. It was a lot like her behavior in January…so now we don’t know if it was my diet, her diet, sickness (I have swollen glands..) or that new eyetooth pushing in (the last two didn’t bother her, though. Ahh, the deep mysteries of life!

In the mornings, Ella often wakes up around 7am. She calls out “Daah-daah.” Until the boys wake up. (If they wake up first, they know to stay in bed until she wakes up.) Once all are awake, the boys can get up and play in their room. They put Ella’s box of toys in her crib, and they usually set up trains or cars. Or they have sword fights. I’m not sure how much Ella watches and how much she sits and plays with her own toys. The moment I poke my head in, the magic is broken.

So, most mornings, Eric and I have time to pray, get dressed, make breakfast, read email… and then around 8 we start to feel like we should get our kids up. Sometimes Ella gets a little fussy and starts crying or calling “Maa-maa.” But a lot of mornings we just feel like it’s time to get the morning started! How long would they stay happy in there if we didn’t disturb them, I don’t know! But we’re not complaining.

This has also resulted from/in later bedtimes for everyone. We’re still the first family to leave the playground in the evenings, usually around 6:00. (I know one family with preschoolers who wake up from their nap at six!) Then we make dinner, eat, clean up and watch a video. Ella is usually getting to bed at 8:00, and the boys around 8:30. They don’t usually fall asleep until 9:00 or 9:30. When Danya doesn’t nap, he falls asleep quickly. But about half the days, he wants to nap, so I let him sleep an hour.

Tima still has to be woken up from his nap everyday. I don’t let him sleep more than two hours (and if I was more disciplined, I would make it only 1 ½ hours!) because then he’s not sleepy at bedtime. It’s strange that he’s so tired in the afternoons—in the States he only slept 1 ½ to 2 hours. But ever since we’ve moved here, he’ll sleep three hours if I let him. Somehow, the results of the time change still hang on.

So, that’s the sleep-update from Kiev. You’ve been warned that these updates contain a lot of details, right? Probably too many, unless you’re our kids’ grandparents! I hope we haven’t even worn them out.

With the Edges


We are the beneficiaries of Russia's strict new visa law. Many foreigners are now having to leave the country for 90 days, and where better to go, but friendly, Russian-speaking Kiev? Of course, this is not so good for them, due to the expense and time away from their ministries. But we enjoy getting to see some friends.


One family from Irkutsk, the Edges, arrived here a few weeks ago. We are grateful that for the first month, they will be living on our side of the city--about 30 minutes drive from us. Last night, we enjoyed having them over. It's been almost exactly two years since we've seen them, and of course, everyone has grown up!


Ooooh- oooh




Ella is full of sound effects these days. When she's spinning slowly around in circles, she puckers her lips into a tight 'o' and sings, "Oooh-oooh".




All animals are greeted with a quick sharp, "ooh-ooh," that was originally her dog-bark. Why do our children all bark before they speak? When we read Brown Bear or Where Does Maisy Live she does attempt some of the other animal noises. Her chicken clucks are usually on target, and her sheep "baa's" are coming along.




She still says, "mmm" for milk, or yummy. And she now usually follows the milk request with a sign and lisped attempt at 'please' which just sounds like, "th".




"Ma-Ma", (said with the 'a' as in act-ually, not aw-ful) is used when she's looking for me. Eric is greated with exuberant, "Da-Da". (With the same a.) But Danya and Tima are addressed as "Dah-dah".

Христос Воскрес!



Yesterday we celebrated Easter, and it was a wonderful celebration! After church, we joined about five families at the Stemples' house. The boys enjoyed the wide open spaces of their house and yard--the weather was in the mid 60s for the first time, and playing with many friends. Eric and I also enjoyed spending time with friends that we don't get to see enough. Ella and I left early to go nap--they live only a 10 minute bus ride away, so that was perfect for me, as well--the perfect mix of socializing and resting!


(Josh Stemple shared his drawer of lego's. Do all boys wear sweater vests for Easter?)

(Lev Brovko liked to pull Ella off the mini-trampoline.)

We've had a rough week of sickness, but hopefully we're pulling out of it now. It's been kind of weird, Eric's allergies have really bad. He always has itchy eyes and sneezes during the summer, but it's been much worse this year. Almost every evening, he has itchy eyes and coughing spells. On Friday, he scratched the surface of his eye, and ended up with scary swelling. Fortunately, our medical friends assured us that his eye wouldn't burst! The swelling was better by morning, though it didn't go away entirely until later that day. We still don't know what exactly caused the reaction--was it some pollen or dust or something else he encountered while out that afternoon?
Of course, it didn't help that while his eyes were swelling out of his head, we had six children to take care of! That night we babysat Scott and Victoria Andes' kids--ages Diana, 5, Amy, 7, and Nathan, 7. (A few weeks ago, the boys stayed the night at their home so I could go to a weekend conference.) The kids were a handful, but fun. They slept in sleeping bags, and we decided to have Ella sleep in our room.



Ella has also been sick this week, with a mild fever and rash. She also got her immunizations and two finger/toe pricks to check her iron--though the hemoglobin meter turned out to be broken. Having her fussy all week made me realize how good we have it usually! All she wanted was to be carried all day. She has continued to nap well, most days. At night she's sleeping okay, though not through the night anymore. She is still fussy during her waking hours. I started eating eggs (appropriate for Easter, I thought) but haven't introduced anything new to her this week. As soon as we get her iron checked, I'm going to test her with dairy, and see if she really is allergic.


We are excited to have Eric back home, for three solid weeks! I think he’s felt the strain of the 6 trips in two months even more than I have. In fact, the last few trips, I was amazed with how well we did. I didn’t get a lot of ‘extras’ done, but I had energy for all the things I needed to do. I didn’t start the trip dreading it, and I counted the days only because the boys asked so often. But I didn’t have the dragging, “How am I going to make it __ more days?” feel. Our routines feel sustainable. It helps that Ella is napping longer. So suddenly, I have an extra half an hour each morning for homeschooling, and we’re keeping up with the curriculum. Most days, she’s napping twice for 1 ½ hours, and sometimes even two hours! Her nighttimes are okay—we had four days in a row when she slept from 11-7 without crying. But then the last week, she’s back to waking once a night.


I have about 14 hours of babysitting each week, but I’m thinking of reducing our babysitter to only three mornings 11 hours) It seems that Tima is still acting out a lot—both in disobedience to me and also anger toward Danya. And Ella is definitely in need of extra attention and discipline, especially at meal times. Unfortunately, all I get done with the babysitting time that I have is usually to go running 2-3 times a week, a few errands, and a prayer meeting via conference call. But I’m learning to be more disciplined about using my time for things (like updating you!) that I really want to do more often.


Danya

Eric has started reading The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe and Danya is very enamored. He begs for more after each chapter. Last night at bedtime, Eric promised that he would read another chapter this morning. So, at 7:00, Danya came into our room, “Daddy, it’s 7, so can you read the next chapter?” He’s enjoyed the chapter books that we read for school, as well. He doesn’t really like his ‘reader’ book, which has pretty silly stories. I think he’d like it a lot better if I read them all to him, instead of insisting that Danya does the reading. He’s doing a good job, sounding out most words, and learning a few new sight words. I am so grateful for his fall semester in kindergarten, because he really understands how to read, but just needs practice. Danya also loves the science books, often asking to read extra pages when he finds interesting pictures. Right now, we’re studying plants, and enjoying planting our own seeds, and observing bean seeds sprouting in a jar. (Though I chose my major to avoid the course titled, The Flowering Plant, I’m enjoying it, and learning a lot, too!)

Danya has a seemingly intuitive grasp of addition. He rarely counts on his fingers, or uses the techniques that the book encourages for learning addition. He’s memorized some addition facts, and refers to them in his mind in order to figure out problems that he doesn’t know. He’s learning to do the same with 10’s.

Because of the demands of school, chores, and even being 'forced' to play outside, Danya and Tima really love having time to play. It's worked out that they have individual play time each day --Danya during the afternoon naps, and Tima during school. But most of the time, as soon as we come home, or finish school, I hear, "Tima, want to play?" And they run off to their room and play with toys for as long as I let them. Of course they have conflicts, but the last few weeks, it seems they are doing well at resolving them quickly and well. What I usually hear when they are upset is, "Fine. I'm not going to play with you anymore." (And then there's the, "Stop, Stop! Teeee-maah! Ouch!" that isn't a good sign!)


Tima

Tima: “I’m going to tell you a joke. I’m going to stick my water cup…to the door. Ha ha ha! Isn’t that silly?”

Tima’s make-believe world is expanding. He has so much trouble deciding what to pretend to be, so he’s started ‘layering’ them on (even when he doesn’t have a costume).
“Mom, pretend that I’m Larry Boy, but inside, I’m still Dot.” (That’s from ‘Bug’s life’)
“Pretend I have my Dash costume on, but under it, I am super monkey, and my clothes are my fur.” (Super monkey is entirely his own creation.)
Sometimes there are three or four, including a lion, a baby, Manny (praying mantis from ‘Bug’s life’) and Superman of course.


Ella

I mentioned above that Ella is needing more discipline. Lately, we’ve been frustrated with how out of control she is. This is very concerning at mealtime, as we’ve let her get away with a lot of behaviors that we never should have! (Shrieking and pointing at what she wants, batting away the spoon to refuse what she doesn’t want, grabbing the spoon from us.) I was feeling pretty hopeless, wondering if I need to read about ‘the strong-willed child’ and prepare for a few years of daily battles. But I picked up a few books at a friend’s house, one which I’ve read before, Shepherding a Child’s heart, and another Train up a Child that is new to me. While I don’t agree with all the authors’ methods, it has given me hope that we can teach Ella (and the boys for that matter!) to act more appropriately. I decided to get strict with Ella about how she asks for things. When she points and screeches, I show her the sign for ‘please’ and say, “Say please.” The first day I thought we were getting nowhere. But I held out a long time in each situation, not giving her what she was screaming for. (I usually finally forced her hand to do the sign, and gave it to her.) The second day, she started signing, “Please” for everything she wanted, often without me even telling her to. And I’ve noticed in other situations that although she has a very angry and loud reaction to any discipline, she seems to quickly stop the undesired behavior. So, that gives me hope to hold firm through the wailing, knowing that she has a teachable heart. And I find it very true, as both books claim, that 100% consistency on my part is key, for all the kids. It’s hard to discipline myself to not threaten and warn the boys when they aren’t obeying. But instead, when I punish them the first time, then I don’t get exasperated and angry.

Ella’s really enjoying walking. I would say she walks 90% of the time around the apartment, with great hand flourishes to balance. A big help for me is that she’s learned to safely get down from beds and couches. That was one of the first things she responded to, about a month ago, where I could really see her learning. I just say, “Feet first” if she’s heading for a fall, and she turns herself around without a problem. She still doesn’t understand how to safely maneuver from a crawling position to sitting—she’s often in danger of sitting down off the edge and falling backwards.

I suppose it was three months ago when I first saw her pick up a pencil and then make drawing motions on the paper. Now she’s really mimicking using objects for their real purposes. She loves the magnetic drawing board, though she doesn’t draw much with crayons or pencils. She uses any long rectangle as a phone. The trains, cars, airplanes zoom around. And the animals all bounce along, usually saying, “ooh-ooh” which is her dog bark noise. Ella’s favorite books are Brown Bear and God Made Me (which has pictures of noses, eyes, feet, hands, etc.) She loves to turn the pages, and open the flaps of books that have them. She sits fairly patiently for the boys’ books, too, although once she is tired of them, it’s good to have a board book nearby for her to flip through.
Bedtime questions: There is a series of five questions that I ask the boys each night. And they’ve learned the correct answers, almost:
1) Do you know how much I love you?
[So much.]
2) Do you know how long I’ll love you?
[Forever.]
3) Do you know why I love you?
[Because I’m your son]
4) Do you know what can change that?
[Nothing.]
5) Do you know how precious you are?
[I can’t even imagine!]

Danya’s started getting more creative, saying in response to 1) or 5): “From the middle of the earth to the middle of the sun to the middle of Pluto and back to the sun.”

But Tima can’t remember how to answer the 3rd question. He pauses, then says, “Because you’re my son.” We’re working on it, but even right after I have him practice the right way, if I ask the question again, he reverses it…and laughs.

When I forget, they beg, saying, “You forgot to ask me the questions!” And it’s amazing how the last one always brings a smile to their faces.

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We found the tooth. It was out in our common-entry, and we were fortunate that nobody had swept it up! It’s kind of gross. I guess I’ll keep it. Tell me, you experienced parents… now that your kids are grown, are you glad you kept those little relics? Do you ever go look at them fondly? Or are they packed away never to be seen again?

First lost tooth



"Tima was tackling me. And then, he sat on me and then he fell off me. And then my tooth got knocked out. I didn't even notice that my tooth wasn't there. And then we got in the elevator and when we got outside, I felt that the tooth wasn't there."


During the course of this dictation, I [Kara] understood that the tooth is not outside, but in our apartment! Danya says, "In the hall, probably." Hopefully, Ella hasn't eaten it already.

Tima

Tima has a few favorite Russian phrases:

Тетя Клава, Смотри! (Auntie Klava, Watch!)
Я не знаю. (I don’t know.)
He also says good morning and goodbye, and a lot of other words. I hear him practicing counting a lot to himself.

He has a lot of trouble adapting to our babysitter. He doesn’t understand a lot, and ignores her most of the time. Which is a problem when she’s telling him to get dressed, or to do something differently on the playground. And, there are a lot of things she says to do differently on the playground!
Don’t sit.
Don’t lay down in the sand.
Don’t jump off the merry-go-round.
Don’t take off your hat.
Don’t take off your coat.
Don’t touch that, it’s dirty.
It must be hard to be three years old and have all the rules change. (My favorite rule at Danya’s preschool in Irkustk was “Don’t run. You’ll get all sweaty.”)
Finally, we’ve convinced Tima (through rewards and punishments, and reminders every day before I leave) that it’s worth his time to obey his babysitter. And it turns out that he does understand a lot!


A lot of snow fell our last day in Finland. And we let Tima eat the snow. The look of joy on his face was beautiful. He didn’t want to sled, dig or play. He just ate and ate and ate. That evening as we boarded our flight? Tima said, “I don’t want to go back to ‘kraine.”
“Why not?”
“I want to stay here where I can eat the snow.”
A few times, he’s mentioned that again. And he’s talked about “when we go to our other home,” which when pressed, he says is in Russia. I’m not sure if he’s picturing our home in Colorado or perhaps even where we stayed in Finland. But somehow I doubt he’s talking about Irkutsk! Usually he talks about flying there with his wings, so I think it’s a pretty imaginary scenario.

Speaking of wings, he’s in love with the Dot character from the movie, Bug’s Life. I don’t know what it is, but he just wants to pretend to be her all the time, so that he can fly. Both boys don’t want to be Flick, the main character, since he doesn’t have wings. And they know that they can’t be Princess Ada, since she’s a girl. Danya wants to be the praying mantis, Manny, in theory, but it’s not like he really pretends to be him. But Dot is young enough to not have a strong gender association, I guess.

Tima: Mom.
Me: Yes.
Tima: Say, “Yes, Dot.”
Me: Yes, Dot.
Tima: My wings aren’t grown in yet, so I can’t fly.
Me: Okay, Dot.

(a minute later)

Tima: Mom.
Me: Yes.
Tima: Say, “Yes, Dot.”
Me: Yes, Dot.
Tima: Now I can fly!
Me: Okay, Dot.
Tima: Want to see me fly for real?
Me: Yes, Dot.
[And then he gallops about with a little skipping step and ‘flits’ about.]

Danya



After playing one morning with our babysitter’s son, he described how he blocked Oleg’s goal. “I turned out to be a good soccer player!”
Russian language, is progressing. Danya is very bold and not afraid of making mistakes. In fact, the phrase he uses the most is wrong. And though he’s corrected a lot, he doesn’t seem to change to the correct form. “Я хочешь....” Which is an incorrect verb form--like saying “I wants …”



Danya is very into building with real LEGOs. He got a few little kits for his birthday, and he’s very good at following the instructions and building them. With the big Duplo blocks, he loves to make big guns or big spaceships. He spends over an hour each day doing this while his siblings and I nap. Sometimes he plays with his cars, making elaborate family connections, “This is the Daddy, this is the Mommy, this is …” And then the airplanes come and shoot missiles at them. He has started playing with the wooden train tracks again, finally really designing and building them. (Tima likes to push the trains around the elaborate loops and switches. And Ella, unfortunately, likes to shake them apart. Spencer and Annette, your gift keeps on giving. Thomas and friends are now on their third continent!)