marry me

while watching little house on the prairie we pause it frequently to discuss what’s happening and talk through what they should do or what we think they’ll do next.  this morning we were watching the second part of the “remember me” episode where mr. edwards asks grace to marry him and takes the widow’s children [...]

overheard

all three big ones looking at the dust particles in front of the sunny window:my 4 year old- “look at all the little things flying in the air.”my 6 year old- “i think they’re little stars falling down all around us.”
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my 4 year old to my 6 year old after the 4 year old peed in the potty:
“have you listened to how it [...]

and it continues

“the surgery isn’t going well.”  -my 4 year old

“that’s disturbing”

this morning, that’s what my husband said when he saw this :

i don’t know, but i think it has something to do with having 2 boys and a girl in the house.
and keeping with the “it’s just wrong” theme… my children just came through yelling “we’re pirates and pilgrims and we’re running from the indians!”  [...]

the ooterus event

a while back my husband, who is oh so funny, said something about my ooterus.  yes, pronounced oooooterus.  the boys thought it was a funny word and started dancing around and singing about it.  my husband thought it was hilarious.  thankfully, we eventually moved on to other funny words and forgot all about it.
until last [...]

things my 4 year old said

 after the soccer game a couple of weeks ago
him:  “that wasn’t too hot.  usually i’m all wet with sweat.” 
me:  “yeah, it wasn’t quite as hot today.”
him:  “maybe the sun was wearing sunglasses.” 
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while looking at Christmas lawn ornaments at wal-mart he looks at the mary kneeling beside baby Jesus:  “look, mama, she’s worshippin’.”
                

because i’m as sick of the fluff as you are,

i’m offering up some meat.  it’s been a little while since i’ve put up a post that has any real thought to it.  for one..  WHEN?  and for another it’s hard to pound out some real topics while holding a baby and using the one-handed hunt and peck method.  and still another..  i don’t like [...]

dangerous fighter

earlier in the day yesterday my 2 year old girl had a meltdown because i dared to say, “come here, baby.”  “I NOT BABY!”  we survived the nearly 10 minute meltdown and then went to have a nap.  after naptime, while changing her diaper (we’re not pottying right now, story for another post) i decided [...]

he said

my oldest said of my youngest while loving on him, “were we all as cute as him?”

she says

when i called my daughter out to see the moon still shining so bright this morning she said, “yook, mama, da moon.  it’s broken.”