Wednesday, December 10, 2003
Guest Entry from Ben’s Sister Anna
I thought that those of you who know Jake would appreciate this.
Last night when the kids were in bed and the house quiet I sat in my usual
rocking chair, stroking our cat, KC, and reflecting on how grown up Jake has
become since he turned 5 last spring. Sure, he still teases his sister,
acts goofy at the dinner table and all the usual kid stuff, but it’s been a
while since he’s had any of those “OH MY GOD I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU DID THAT”
incidents. It’s been a long time since he painted the dog white, and even
longer since he painted the carpet green. And though I wanted to throttle
his little neck when he shot out the TV with a squirt gun, poured water down
the heater vent, and soused Kristen’s entire bed with a “potion” of water,
lotion and soap, we laugh about it now. My house plants have long recovered
from their “haircuts”, and though he suffered no ill effects from eating a
staple, he hasn’t tried it again, either. He’s matured in his interactions
with other kids, too. Just recently he got into a spat with another child
at school. Instead of hitting or pushing (as he would have last year) he
expressed his feelings in a note: “Der Taler, You r stoopid love,
Jake” Fortunately Taylor can’t read.
I’m almost sad that those days are over, I thought to myself. And then I
noticed that KC’s whiskers were missing…..
Monday, December 08, 2003
Pervert Santa
Devon shocked his father when in a restaurant bathroom. He heard the song “Santa Claus is Coming to Town” and pondered aloud, “If he sees you when your sleeping and knows when you’re awake I guess that means he’s watching you all the time? Does that make him a pervert since he’s here in the bathroom watching me pee?”
Sunday, November 30, 2003
Warped Sense of Right and Wrong
Background: Hubby had my kids and two of “Andrea’s”:http://etherealreflections.com kids out with him.
Hubby: So, if you boys behave I am going to give you your Christmas present early.
Devon: What is it?
Bastian: Dynamite?
So the boys begin a conversation about what they’d do with dynamite, up to and including blowing up their school.
Caitlyn: If you don’t like your school why do you go there?
Devon: Well, if we don’t go that would be playing hookie and that’s bad.
I guess it’s ok to blow up the school, just not ok to play hookie.
Wednesday, October 29, 2003
Guest Entry from a “Foxie” Lady
Heheh, man, kids know how to put us on the spot, eh? This guest entry is from “Fox”:http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=theMetalFox (Thanks for the submission!)
story: This is according to my mom, Peggy.
Once, when I was little, I asked her what a black person was…
She didn’t know how to answer, but I guess she eventually figured it out…
Tuesday, October 28, 2003
The Circle of Life?
Jenica came running up to me bursting with excitement.
“Mommy! MOMMY! The kitty ate a bird!” she shouted with glee. She had been watching through the sliding glass window, apparently.
She smacked her lips and said, “Mmmmmmm. Yummy!”
Yeah, I filled the bird feeder up, and not only did the birds think it was an all you can eat buffet, apparently so did our cat Apollo.
Wednesday, October 15, 2003
Scratching the Twinkie
In exasperation, I offered up a “Maid Marion” costume to my son Devon while hunting for the perfect Halloween outfit.
“Mom. I can’t wear that,” Devon complained pointedly.
“Why not?” I asked in faux innocence.
He glared at me then explained, “MOM! Because, I’d be the only Maid Marion scratching my Twinkie.”
D’oh.
Thursday, October 02, 2003
Well, DUH!
While standing in the checkout line the woman in front of us suddenly declared, “Oh dear, I forgot my purse in my car!” She ran off to get it and Jenica exclaimed in a loud voice directly to the lady….
“WELL, DUH!”
I didn’t know whether to be proud of my snarky little brat of be embarassed to death. I chose to look mortified externally while snickering to myself in my head.
Tuesday, September 30, 2003
Guest Entry: Rowan Again
Another guest entry from my girl Rowan. Her brother may be a cutie, but he’s a stinker pie over the phone. Heheh.
discussing an old dairy barn that was demolished
me: i wonder what they did with all the cows
casey: yeah
m: they probably send them somewhere else
c: yeah, they probably chopped them up and sent them to the pork shop.
Monday, September 29, 2003
Guest Entry: Rowan
A guest entry from my girl Rowan
at the mall with casey age 9
casey: we need to find a dictionary
me: a dictionary?
casey: yeah. a dictionary that shows where everything in the mall is
Sunday, August 10, 2003
More Bedtime Issues
Jenica: (out of bed for the zillionth time) Mommy? Can I have a drink?
Mom: No. Go to bed.
J: Please? I need a drink.
M: No, go to bed.
J: I need a drink.
M: Go to bed.
J: Drink!
M: Bed.
J: Drink!
M: Bed!
J: DRINK!
M: BED!
J: (pointing) What’s that!??
M: (looking) I…
And yes, ladies and gentlemen, the child had snatched my soda and was taking a nice long drink of it. Pretty sad when you can be tricked by a 2.5 year old.
Wednesday, July 09, 2003
Replaying Sleep Issues. Over, and over and..
Jenica is playing with her baby dolls. One (apparently the mommy) says to the other, “You go ni-night. No more. Hush.” The baby says, “I can’t. I need a drink of milk.” “Ok. ONE drink. Ok?” “Ok, Mommy.” *baby makes appropriate drinking noises* “Ok. GO NI-NIGHT!” “No! I need Bastian!” “Ok, I be right back.” Mommy goes to get “Bastian” and reappears with Gi Joe. “Ok, here Bastian. GO NI-NIGHT!”
(can you tell we’ve been having sleep issues lately?)
Tuesday, July 08, 2003
The Voices of Angels? Er… Demons.
I’m scared of my old teacher. I hope I get a new one when school starts cos my old teacher really scared me with her singing. I think she might have a demon in her throat. (Bastian, age 6)
Friday, June 27, 2003
Polite, If Not Helpful
Devon: Sebastian, would you like to help me carry these bags out to the car, please?
Sebastian: No thank you.
Thursday, June 26, 2003
Guest Entry: Bad Sunburn
Another wonderful guest entry:
Roen came in after a couple hours of playing at the playground yesterday. She said to Mom: “I got a bad sunburn mom!!!” Mom said “How do you know?”
Roen replied, pointing to her armpit: “Its all hot and wet!”
Thursday, June 19, 2003
My Lally-La-La
There’s a TV commercial which plays pretty frequently where a daughter busily fusses with her mother’s hair. Jenica apparently loves the idea so anytime the commercial comes on (and sometimes even when it doesn’t) she’ll grab a brush and whatever other hair goodies she can scrounge up and she’ll brush, tangle, knot, twist and flop my hair all about.
In the background of the commercial is the song, “Mrs. Brown, You’ve Got a Lovely Daughter.” Either Jenica can’t speak well enough to mimic the lyrics exactly or else she doesn’t quite get what they’re saying. In any case, she will often lean over my shoulder and say, “Mommy? Mommy, I Lally-La-La?”
To which, of course, I reply, “Yes, Jenica. You’re my lovely daughter.” She bursts into giggles and continues to brush my hair, delighted with my response.
Sunday, June 08, 2003
Guest Entry from Erica
Tristan’s new school is Oquirrh (say oaker) Hills.
He got in the van yesterday and said, “Shannon, our new school is Yogurt Hills.”
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Tristan has also decided that he and Shannon have to marry only children…. See, once upon a time, they wanted to marry each other, so we told them that you can’t marry brothers and sisters. He over-generalized that to mean that you can’t marry anybody who has a brother or a sister!
Sunday, May 18, 2003
Guest Entry from Rob and Anika
Here’s a couple kidsays from friends Rob and Anika:
Molly had to go to the National Naval Medical Center last week to get an object removed from her ear. A teeny little bead took a good three hours and screaming bloody murder to pull out. When asked how the heck the bead got in there, Molly informed us that instead of a quarter, the tooth fairy traded her an ear-bead for a tooth. “I’m never letting that crummy toothfairy in my room gain!”
AND…
Knowing we had a movie and popcorn coming up after dinner, Molly opted not to eat anything. We, of course told her it might be a good idea to eat her food. “Popcorn isn’t really something you can live on, Molly.” She replied, “Sure it is. It comes from corn, and that is really good food.”
Tuesday, May 06, 2003
Guest Entry from FW
This guest entry had me rolling. Too precious:
Mom said to Anne, “Are you still wearing your pink underwear from yesterday?’
To which Anne said, “Thank you for noticing.”
Monday, May 05, 2003
Lellow
We’ve been working on teaching Jenica colors this past week. For the most part, she only has learned to say the words, not really to associate the words with the actual color. Today she surprised me, though.
While riding in the car she exclaimed loudly, “Mommy? MOMMY!”
I calmly replied with a firm, “Yes, sweetie? What do you want, Jenica?”
To which she exclaimed with sheer delight, “LELLO!”
Sure enough right ahead of us where she was pointing was a huge yellow billboard. She finally is getting it. Or maybe it was pure dumb luck. Either way it was a neat experience.
Friday, April 25, 2003
Goose Poop
Me: Sebastian, what was your favorite part of our trip?
S: When we got to see the goose’s butt open up and poop squirt out.
So glad that entertainment for six-year-olds is still so inexpensive.
