Monday, January 17, 2011
Transitions, four kids, and styrofoam popcorn...
I'll go from oldest to youngest so that no one thinks I am playing favorites:
Chandler - our teenager. The consumate rockstar-drummer-I will eat anything that is flat and slides under a door (pizza, poptarts, pancakes, waffles, sandwiches, bacon, cheese, etc.). Chandler is really good with the kids and likes being the "big brother". He escapes to his room and plays his Roland set when he can. Otherwise, he hangs with his girlfriend, who loves Jesus, is busy getting his feet wet at KHS, and hangs at the house being a phenomenal big brother.
Haley - our 8 year old little diva. Haley is what Bill Cosby called in his classic standup routine "Himself" from 1982 in "The Same Thing Happens Everynight" is our Informer. Her favorite words are..."Guess what?!". She constantly informs us of what Spencer or Harrison has done wrong, have done to each other, or more than likely are about to do to each other. She loves playing Bella Sara online, building her dollhouse and is the only girl in the Cahooligan Crew, so she will both be boyified and spoiled as a girl. She is quite the talented artist as well. She has already had some art entered into the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo and she is in 2nd grade!! She definitely takes after mommy.
Spencer - our 5 year old little screamer. He is a the schemer who is learning the difficult lesson on sharing. He believes that anything within his aura of 3 feet is his and if someone has it in their possession...well, it should be in his! Spencer's sojourn is one of lesson learning at this point...some of them harder than others. He can still peel wallpaper with his scream yet we know God has something special for this boy.
Harrison - our comedian/football player. How do you sum up Harrison? Let me tell a story. I walked in from work the other day and in the gameroom all over the carpet were these styrofoam peanuts. I asked the little ones to clean them up by putting them in the trashbag. I then walked to the bedroom to change and hug Lisa. Five minutes later, I walked out of the room to a trail of peanuts in the hallway, family room kitchen and all over the gameroom. It was as if the entire house threw up styrofoam peanuts. Lisa and I walked into the kitchen to talk about the day before we asked the kids to go throughout the house and clean up the mess when in comes, at full speed with a trailing Informer on his heels, Harrison with a large grin on his face and what looked like a loaded pair of pants. He giggled and then proceeded to flash us his diaper...both front and back...loaded with styrofoam peanuts! He had packed himself. I don't know if he wanted more padding, was planning on shipping himself somewhere, or what the motive was...but Lisa and I could do nothing but laugh. Chandler came in wanting to know what was so funny and he almost ended up on the floor in laughter.
So, there ya have it...the Cahooligans at a glance. More to come as we grow...In the meantime...this was our Christmas pic...
Posted by Mike Cahill at 7:06 AM