Monday, December 29, 2008
Christmas
Clearly we had a great Christmas! Papaw showed Christian how he could look like Santa at Aunt Donna's Christmas dinner the Sunday before Christmas. Then the kids opened all kinds of stuff at home with me. And poor Cade-man was exhausted and fell asleep with Papaw after all the festivities. :)
Monday, December 15, 2008
Bad Words
We're driving home tonight and they love a song called Addicted, but it has the word "shit" in the lyrics. Cade always sings that word and I tell him every time that we don't say that because it's a bad word. So tonight we're driving home and the song comes on and Cade's singing and he sings "shit", so I say, "Cade, we don't say that. It's a bad word." Christian says, "Are we getting spanked?" LOL Clearly, I beat my kids regularly. I say, "No one's getting spanked, but also no one's saying shit." So Christian says, "Yeah, Cade and no one's saying G**damnit either, right, Mommy?" Only my kids.
Our Carriage Ride
We took a carriage ride yesterday downtown at Yellow Rose and Christian was so excited, which in turn, made Cade more excited. LOL Anything big brother likes must be good. :) When we were getting off, Christian (aka my little negotiator) asks if we can come back tomorrow. When we tell him we'll come back one day, he says what about next week? So we say one day again, and he says what about my birthday then? Looks like I know what we are doing for his birthday. :)
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Mommy's Little Helper
So we're having dinner last night (pigs in a blanket) and Cade puts his feet on the table and lounges back in his seat with his hot dog. I told him to take his feet off the table because it was rude and feet are dirty. So he takes them down for a minute, then looks at me and puts them back up there. This time I tell him to take them down or I'll have to spank him. He says, "No, Mommy!" and takes them down. When I get done, I'm getting up and he does it again. I say, "I've just about had it, Cade! You're going on red if you do it again! Last chance." I go into the kitchen to put my dishes up and hear Christian say, "Mommy's had it with you, Cade! You better not do it again or you're gonna get spanked!" My little helper. :)
Thursday, November 20, 2008
If my kids ever did this...
It's only funny when it's someone else's kid...
The boss wondered why one of his most valued employees was absent but had not phoned in sick one day. Needing to have an urgent problem with one of the main computers resolved, he dialed the employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whisper.
"Hello?"
''Is your daddy home?" he asked.
"Yes," whispered the small voice.
"May I talk with him?"
The child whispered, "No."
Surprised and wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, "Is your Mummy there?"
"Yes."
''May I talk with her?"
Again the small voice whispered, "No."
Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss asked, "Is anybody else there?"
"Yes," whispered the child, "a policeman."
Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked, "May I speak with the policeman?"
"No, he's busy," whispered the child.
"Busy doing what?"
"Talking to Daddy and Mummy and the Fireman," came the whispered answer.
Growing more worried as he heard a loud noise in the background through the earpiece on the phone, the boss asked, "What is that noise?"
"A helicopter," answered the whispering voice.
"What is going on there?" demanded the boss, now truly apprehensive.
Again, whispering, the child answered, "The search team just landed a helicopter."
Alarmed, concerned and a little frustrated the boss asked, "What are they searching for?"
Still whispering, the young voice replied with a muffled giggle...
"ME."
The boss wondered why one of his most valued employees was absent but had not phoned in sick one day. Needing to have an urgent problem with one of the main computers resolved, he dialed the employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whisper.
"Hello?"
''Is your daddy home?" he asked.
"Yes," whispered the small voice.
"May I talk with him?"
The child whispered, "No."
Surprised and wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, "Is your Mummy there?"
"Yes."
''May I talk with her?"
Again the small voice whispered, "No."
Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss asked, "Is anybody else there?"
"Yes," whispered the child, "a policeman."
Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked, "May I speak with the policeman?"
"No, he's busy," whispered the child.
"Busy doing what?"
"Talking to Daddy and Mummy and the Fireman," came the whispered answer.
Growing more worried as he heard a loud noise in the background through the earpiece on the phone, the boss asked, "What is that noise?"
"A helicopter," answered the whispering voice.
"What is going on there?" demanded the boss, now truly apprehensive.
Again, whispering, the child answered, "The search team just landed a helicopter."
Alarmed, concerned and a little frustrated the boss asked, "What are they searching for?"
Still whispering, the young voice replied with a muffled giggle...
"ME."
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Questions answered by 2nd graders...and Christian
I love this...and I added Christian's answers to it.
Why did God make mothers?
1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.
2. Mostly to clean the house.
3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.
Christian: to be the boss.
How did God make mothers?
1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.
3. God made my Mom just the same like he made me. He just used bigger parts.
What ingredients are mothers made of?
1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.
Christian: just blood and needles and when you fix them, they talk.
Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?
1. We're related.
2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's moms like me.
Christian: because you loved me first.
What kind of little girl was your mom?
1. My Mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.
2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
3. They say she used to be nice.
What did Mom need to know about dad before she married him?
1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?
Christian: does he hug you good?
Why did your mom marry your dad?
1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my Mom eats a lot.
2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My grandma says that Mom didn't have her thinking cap on.
Christian: so you can kiss each other.
Who's the boss at your house?
1. Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a goof ball.
2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.
3. I guess Mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.
Christian: you are because when you're mean, you have to go in time out.
What's the difference between moms & dads?
1. Moms work at work and work at home and dads just go to work at work.
2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
3. Dads are taller & stronger, but moms have all the real power 'cause that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friend's.
4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.
Christian: you don't have the same hair and you have a necklace.
What does your mom do in her spare time?
1. Mothers don't do spare time.
2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.
Christian: paint, win and get a trophy, hang stuff on the wall, play computers. You do everything.
What would it take to make your mom perfect?
1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.
2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.
Christian: you already are....right, Mommy? Is that right?
If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be?
1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get rid of that.
2. I'd make my mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it and not me.
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.
Christian: your clothes so you would dress up.
Why did God make mothers?
1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.
2. Mostly to clean the house.
3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.
Christian: to be the boss.
How did God make mothers?
1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.
3. God made my Mom just the same like he made me. He just used bigger parts.
What ingredients are mothers made of?
1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.
Christian: just blood and needles and when you fix them, they talk.
Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?
1. We're related.
2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's moms like me.
Christian: because you loved me first.
What kind of little girl was your mom?
1. My Mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.
2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
3. They say she used to be nice.
What did Mom need to know about dad before she married him?
1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?
Christian: does he hug you good?
Why did your mom marry your dad?
1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my Mom eats a lot.
2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My grandma says that Mom didn't have her thinking cap on.
Christian: so you can kiss each other.
Who's the boss at your house?
1. Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a goof ball.
2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.
3. I guess Mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.
Christian: you are because when you're mean, you have to go in time out.
What's the difference between moms & dads?
1. Moms work at work and work at home and dads just go to work at work.
2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
3. Dads are taller & stronger, but moms have all the real power 'cause that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friend's.
4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.
Christian: you don't have the same hair and you have a necklace.
What does your mom do in her spare time?
1. Mothers don't do spare time.
2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.
Christian: paint, win and get a trophy, hang stuff on the wall, play computers. You do everything.
What would it take to make your mom perfect?
1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.
2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.
Christian: you already are....right, Mommy? Is that right?
If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be?
1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get rid of that.
2. I'd make my mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it and not me.
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.
Christian: your clothes so you would dress up.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Parenting
Earlier tonight, when I picked up the kids, Christian says, "Mommy you're gonna be mad. I got writing on me." I asked him why he wrote on himself, and he says, "Cause Lily (his sister) did." So in true parenting fashion (and at this point, I've really become my mother) I say, "If Lily jumped off a bridge, would you jump off too?" He looks at me in the rearview mirror, and says, "Yes, Mommy. She's my sister."
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Our Firepit
We decided to build a firepit so that we can roast hot dogs and smores as the weather gets cooler. We picked up the bricks yesterday, and though I'm watching the Colts game now, the fire pit might not get started until tomorrow night. The boys were so excited, helping me move bricks earlier.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Our New Blog
A friend of mine just sent me to his son's blog (who's 2...pretty smart kid, that Jaden lol) and I decided to create one of my own. I'll upload some photos tonight and everyone can keep better updated on the weekly happenings. I, like my co-worker, have an extremely busy lifestyle that sometimes doesn't lend much time for keeping everyone current on our lives. Sorry!! I promise I'll try to blog at least once a week. Notice that I said "I promise I'll try", not I promise. I did mention that I'm REALLY busy, right? :)
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