[Pictures are way out-of-date, but they’ll have to wait…]
Peatie, at seven years old, is a perfectionistic plodder (like Mommy and Grandpa!) who is obsessed with road maps and Prodigy Math. On trips around town, his running commentary from the back seat alternates between keeping me informed of which roads connect to other major thoroughfares, which change names later on, which dead-end into parks or parking lots, etc. and informing me about the respective levels of all of his Prodigy pets, as well as his favorite game strategies. When he’s not allowed on the computer, he draws elaborate road systems on the driveway with chalk, eternally constructs and re-constructs complex wooden train track layouts with ridiculous Lego-supported bridges, maps our neighborhood and town on paper, digs roadways in the sand volleyball court at the park, and so on. In addition to this, he is passionate about biking as fast as possible, playing guitar, trying to make money, and writing stories.
Goober, a child who had the misfortune to be termed The Newb at birth and thus ended up as Newber Goober during her first week of life, is a natural athlete. Constantly on the move, six-year-old Goobie loves dancing, tumbling, and playing soccer. She is the type of child for whom everything comes easily, both physically and academically. Unfortunately, being used to acquiring new skills with ease means that she reacts poorly whenever something is mildly difficult for her. Goobie loves to imagine, especially if she can call the shots. She enjoys organizing classes or clubs for her brothers, joining them in outdoor adventures, and building forts and hideaways and houses with them. On her own, she loves to dance, cartwheel, and create–drawing, sewing, painting, salvaging recyclables to turn into masterpieces…
Our youngest was supposed to be nicknamed Ender. It had dignity, it had a literary reference…it didn’t stick. The name that stuck for this poor fellow is Pookie. Now four, Pookster continues to give us a run for our money. From his mysterious sleep and intestinal issues as a baby to his current uber-picky eating, super-sensitivity to touch, and intensely strong-willed personality, Pookie keeps me humble about my mommying abilities. Pook is gradually mastering his temper, progressing from all-shouting to mostly-nice-voice. He has an excellent imagination and makes up wonderful storylines with his stuffed buddies or a cadre of Lego people. He loves to ride his bike, practice writing and drawing indoors and out, join his siblings on adventures, sing, and play his drums.
John-love is the wonderful man who puts up with us all. His genetics run strong, since everyone says that all three of the kids look like him. (All I’ve contributed are my wide feet for Peatie and my high forehead for the younger two.) ‘Love is both an avid reader and an avid gamer. He appreciates good food and good beer—neither of which he gets much of around here. He is an awesome dad and a faithful and thoughtful spouse.
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