Welcome to Mommy (and Daddy) Lingo!
Hi and thanks for visiting this site. As a mother of 3 I've said some pretty odd stuff over these past 10 years and thought it would be fun to write a bunch of them down.
And now, with the encouragement of my brother, I'd like to share some of these unconventional, yet practical, phrases. Enjoy!
Friday, December 31, 2010
La la la, taxiing out of the Phoenix airport. Little guy throws up all over himself, the seat, and me.
I clean up all that I can while he remains as pale as he can be.
Flight attendant doesn't think he should fly. Calls to return to gate.
Paramedics called but I'm not sure why. I want to say he's fine, but it's too late.
Back and forth, the discussion goes. Co-pilot comes to see what's going on.
He's nice, he cares, passengers do not. They decide that we must be gone.
So we wait, and wait, while plans are made. A hotel? A new flight? We split up?
No flights back home 'til late that night. Sit for 10 hours while my guy throws up?
We're booked a hotel, we'll stay for the night. We might make it home the next day.
No guarantees, they say, so we play it by ear, while little guy sleeps and throws up. Hope he's okay...
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
We're all adults here, right? (at least physically) So although I was hesitant in using that word I figured we could all handle it and no one would be offended. Plus, it's just downright hilarious. This is a classic example of something you never thought you would ever say to anyone, let alone your 3 year old son. Or maybe that's just me. Anyway...here's the reason why my husband said such a very weird thing: Last night our youngest decided he was not going to wear a shirt for the rest of the day. We had just gotten back from a weekend away, he had just taken a bath and asked to wear only pants. We weren't going anywhere so hubby and I said sure, no problem. Fast forward a few hours to dinner. Little guy was happily chowing down on his rice when hubby, who was sitting across from him, noticed some on his chest. I was in my own little world when I hear my husband say our son's name. I zone back in only to see my husband gesturing oddly and looking uncomfortable. When I hear the beginning of the sentence I look across the table and see what is going on. I wait expectantly to hear how he will end his statement. He glances at me as he speaks, his eyes pleading with me to help him out. I don't. He finishes, our son looks down and says, "Oh," as he scoops it up and pops it in his mouth. I look away as I try my best to silently laugh, but my other children see my shoulders moving and what is surely a tear rolling down my cheek and ask what is so funny. I just say, "Oh, daddy makes me laugh," and fake a sip of water. I want to give my hubby a big hug or even shake his hand because I know how awkward that must have been. But I also know he's a kid at heart and just wanted to blurt out, "I just said 'nipple' at the dinner table!"
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
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Monday, December 6, 2010
(now, the above story may seem a bit melodramatic, and perhaps it is, but after you have stepped on, sat on, or been hit by as many legos as we have, you'd understand that both your patience and respect for their ability to hurt have decreased and increased, respectively, dramatically over the years. i don't think i'll be sad when my kids grow out of them. i'm just sayin').
Thursday, December 2, 2010
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Wednesday, December 1, 2010
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Tuesday, November 30, 2010
I don't know, maybe it's just me, but I kinda figured people knew this without having to be told. I guess it's one of those things that a parent needs to say early on just to make certain his or her child understands what not to do at times. But I didn't really explain much, did I? I left it pretty dry. I did think about elaborating and possibly mentioning things like how something might pinch something or how difficult it might be to extract an object or even just the whole yuck factor. But I chose not to. I chose to keep it simple. I chose not to have a long discussion about the placement of objects down one's underwear and the consequences resulting from such placements. My husband, on the other hand, is really good about breaking down a concept (say, marching on one's sister) and forming a sequence of logical events that ultimately results in all parties coming to a plausible and acceptable conclusion, ending with some sort of group hug. Aah, he's the peanut butter to my chocolate.
Friday, November 26, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Thank you to those (few) who read my bog!!
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
Background info: Hubby recently got a paintball gun. Little man came in early one morning, sniffling, saying that his foot hurt and that daddy had shot him. When I asked him what he was talking about he pointed to his ankle, at an orange spot, and said, "See look, there. Daddy shot me." Hubby heard this and called him over to his side of the bed. He lifted him up and plopped him down in front of him, beginning the above conversation with this question: "Did you have a dream that I shot you with my paintball gun?"
Friday, November 19, 2010
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Now if that's not a lifelong lesson, I don't know what is.
Friday, November 12, 2010
I can't remember exactly what I said to my daughter at dinner last night, but it was something along those lines. We've been trying to have more chewing and less talking while eating (particularly when there is still food in the mouth) and we're improving, albeit slowly. And there's just something about fallen food that really gets to me. It may seem a bit odd that of all things, spilled food is high up on the 'yuck' list for me, but it is. I know I've changed about a billion diapers and cleaned up about a thousand cuts and scrapes, but vomit and food messes rank #1 and #2 on the gross lost, respectively. My first child was a rather neat eater so I thought I was in the clear, but then my sweet girl arrived and seemed to make it a point to make the biggest food mess possible. I remember covering myself in burp cloths and towels while I fed my daughter and my husband coming home from work and just saying, "Here, let me feed her." I guess it was pretty obvious how I felt. So I've come a long way over the years and don't even flinch anymore when there's food on the table, but there's still something about food either not making it all the way into the mouth or somehow making its way out again that really makes my stomach churn. So I think what I'm trying to say is that what I actually uttered was probably more like, "Ah, uh, don't be yucky, wipe that off, oh."
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Daughter cries out from living room, "Daaaddy, brother kicked me." Hubby and I were on our way downstairs anyway so I continued my path while he began the investigation. I plopped myself down on the floor to put on my shoes, strategically placing myself in full view of the crime scene.
Hubby turns to son:
"Did you kick your sister?"
Turns to daughter:
"Did he kick you?"
"Why is she saying you kicked her?"
"I don't know."
"Why do you think she's saying that?"
"I don't know."
"Why are you saying he kicked you when he's saying he didn't?"
"Because he did."
"Where did he kick you?"
"Right here. On my leg." (points to thigh)
"Look at me, she's saying you kicked her in the leg. What happened right before she said 'ow?' Where were you?"
"I was right here doing this." (points to opposite couch and makes a stepping motion)
"And what do you call what you did there?"
"So did you march on your sister?"
"While you were marching did you make contact with her?"
"What do you mean?"
"Were you doing this?" (husband proceeds to march around the room) "And your knee touched her leg?"
"I think you knew exactly what I was asking you."
"But I didn't kick her. She's saying I kicked her and I didn't."
"But your knee hit her leg and she didn't like that. Even if it was an accident you should have just apologized, but instead it became this big deal. Now go tell your sister sorry for marching on her or kicking her or whatever so we can just go."
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Friday, October 29, 2010
Child 1 has pet ladybug in self-made container mimicking bug's home environment. Talks to bug, plays with it, then notices it's not moving. Slight panic ensues. Child 2 excitedly exclaims, "I'll help you!" and runs to find an object with which to prod bug. Mother silently observes entire plight but gives that one objection. As child 2 disappointedly says, "Aw man," child 1 happily cries out,"She's moving! She's alive!" A celebration ensues and relief fills the air.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
"Why are you licking your sandwich?"
"Where did your turkey go?"
"You've got mustard on your nose."
"You want a third sandwich?!"
"Please don't eat with your feet."
And this is just what I said - the kids had some good ones of their own.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Me: You don't have a spider in your eye.
Son: Yes I do.
Me: No you don't. (yeah, i'm the adult)
Son: I do! There's a spider in my eye, I said!
Me: Let me see. Nope, no spider.
Son: I think I do have a spider in my eye.
Me: No buddy, there's no spider there.
Son: Yes there iiiis!
Me: (see above quote)
Son: No I wouldn't.
Me: Oh okay. (huh?!) So there's no spider?
Son: No, I don't have a spider in my eye!
Um, what was the purpose of that whole conversation?
Monday, October 11, 2010
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Just what I needed
Pros: Easy To Install, Attractive Design, Easy To Load, Dispenses Cleanly
Cons: Squirts too far
Best Uses: Kitchen
Describe Yourself: Quality Oriented
Primary use: Personal
I got this soap dispenser to review and now I think I want another one for my bathroom. I use it in the kitchen and the long spout really makes it easy to get the soap on the sponge, although if you push it down too quickly you'll get soap up your arm. Not a big deal, since it's just soap, but it's something to be aware of. I also like how sturdy it is - it stays put and looks attractive all at once. With the clear bottle, I can actually change the appearance just by changing the color soap I use. Pretty simple and cheap, I know...just how I like it. It doesn't clog but sometimes there's a little soap build up at the tip, so I just either wipe or rinse it off and it looks all clean and new again. This bottle will last a long time because it's made with high quality materials so I know it was a good choice. I haven't had to refill it yet, but even though it holds a lot of soap, it's not bulky or tall. The design actually adds a little class to the sink area which is always an asset. Like I mentioned, I'd like another one, please.
A particularly practical choice for discerning people with active households, the Premium collection is especially durable and wear resistant. This affordable collection is made from 100% soil, stain and fade resistant polypropylene. These rugs consist of traditional and southwestern designs that a...
I'd buy another
Pros: Attractive Design, Easy To Clean
Cons: Curls Up At Corners, Slips Around
Best Uses: Kitchen
Describe Yourself: Practical, Bargain Hunter
Primary use: Personal
This rug stays in the kitchen and gets trampled on daily. I have 3 kids and a dog who have each done their fair share of making some sort of mess on it, but each time I just run the vacuum over it and it comes out all clean and fluffy again. When I picked this rug to review, I wasn't sure what it would really look like or what kind of quality it would be. It turned out to be bigger than I expected and more attractive than I realized. It's quite thick and sturdy. The only thing that bugs me a bit is that it slips around. I didn't get the non-stick pads, which now I would recommend. But it's in a pretty confined space so it doesn't stray too far. Everyone who has seen this rug has commented on how great it looks. Next time I might go for a different color, but I'd definitely get this again and I've already recommended it to my friends.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Another example of a common daily exchange between my child and me. Nothing unusual about it, considering the context and the participants, but let's just take a moment and insert this into a different scenario, just for the heck of it:
You're at work and need to make copies so you get up and head over to the printing area. As you're loading your documents into the copier, you overhear the above jabber. What's your first thought? What the...? Do you crane your neck in the hopes of catching a glimpse of this 'helpful' girl or do you just try and ignore what you just heard and think that maybe you simply misunderstood? Or do you march right over and ask for clarification? Or maybe you laugh and join in and say something awkward like, "Yeah, I hate it when that happens." And then they look at you like you're some kind of freak and so you vow to never ever try and engage in conversation at work again and you slink back to the copy machine and gather your copies and amble back to your cubicle. So much pressure to be 'normal' and speak 'coherently' and not sound 'weird,' huh? What freedom as a parent to be able to just make ridiculous statements and ask bizarre questions without any fear of judgement. How invigorating! And I just said, "Yes, I'll help you get out of that box" to my son and I heard nary a giggle. Ha ha ha ha ha!
Monday, October 4, 2010
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
"Put it back."
"Put it back in your pants right now or I'll put it back."
"Thank you. Now leave it there."
I see no need for explanation. My side of the conversation should suffice. You don't really even need a big imagination. It's exactly what you think it is.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
That's what my little man said as soon as I put the new rug down in the kitchen. "I wike it," he continued. The other 2 children agreed. Yep, I liked it too. CSN Stores did it again - they sent a quality product that really adds a nice touch to my home's decor. When it got here 2 days ago and I put it down, I was a bit concerned that it would collect too much dirt and might be difficult to clean, but after dropping diced onions on it, littering it with biscuit crumbs and having my dog 'test it out,' I saw that with one quick vacuum the rug was bright and fluffy again. And the pattern really adds color to the room (which it seemed to be lacking - something I didn't really notice until pretty rug arrived). This Country Blue Southwestern Rug was a little stretch from our current 'whatever' theme we've got going on, but it's really fun and might even give our kitchen some direction. I think it'll last quite a while in our busy house and it's big enough to cover the not-yet-redone floor. All of my kids felt the need to touch it and test it for softness (that was my oldest's favorite aspect) so when my youngest asked me to join him on the rug, I happily agreed. We actually all snuggled on it for a minute, which I'm sure would have been quite a site.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Don't lick the bacon anymore, just put it in your mouth. Put it in your mouth and bite it. You're still licking it.
Stop fighting the pancake. Yay, you conquered the pancake - now eat it.
Use your fork; don't just stick your face on the plate.
No you don't need anymore syrup, your pancake is dripping.
Uh, you probably don't want to use your hands to eat your French toast. Oh okay, never mind.
I guess we had lingered longer than we realized and our children were finding creative ways to entertain themselves. The adults thought it was all pretty funny but we got it, time to go.
Friday, September 24, 2010
That's what my daughter said when she saw the new soap dispenser that arrived from CSN Stores. A while back I had mentioned that I wanted to update, change, fix something in the kitchen and thought that a new paint job would do the trick, but on that same day I received a message asking if I wanted to review a product. (I actually think my husband was a bit relieved, but I still had the painting bug so I decided to repaint the guest bathroom instead). Anyway, I went to their website and was a bit overwhelmed by all the amazing choices there were. It took me quite a while to finally decide on something, well, actually 2 things. So this is really part 1. I'd been refilling an old bottle of dishwashing soap for some time now so when I came across the Progressive International kitchen soap dispenser I knew it would be a welcome improvement to my kitchen. But I didn't realize how much so until my daughter saw it and continued to tell me how much nicer this one looked, how ugly the old soap bottle was, and how she was so glad that I finally got rid of it. (She's our little decorator). Won't she be surprised when the new rug gets here on Monday!
But her, I mean my, review doesn't end there. We both like how the long spout doesn't clog and neatly shoots out soap onto a sponge ("or your hand or a towel or whatever you want soap on"). Now my 2 oldest can reach it and use it with one hand so no more picking-up-only-to-drop the soap. I just think it looks cool at my sink and makes the whole area look a bit neater, like I actually meant to coordinate things. And it got here so fast - I ordered it on a Thursday and it got here the following Tuesday. My kids love getting packages so when we found it on our doorstep that day they were eager to see what was inside. As soon as I took it out my daughter went straight to the sink, got the old bottle and started filling the new one. We actually stood there a moment admiring it (yeah, slow day I guess). So I'm thinking that slowly but surely the house can get a nice update - all pending the approval of my daughter, of course.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
I'm not really sure how far I want to go with this because it entails an earlier, related incident that would stray too far from the current one. So instead I've decided to ask that you use your imagination and be prepared for little kid bathroom humor. Yesterday morning my little guy had just taken a bath and was sitting on my lap, wrapped in a towel. We were talking to my hubby and basically just cuddling and hanging out when my son, well, farted. He said excuse me, my husband and I continued talking and all was well. Then after a few seconds my son looked up at me, very concerned and even a bit frightened, and asked me the posted question. (Here's where earlier related incident comes into play - something about him relating the passing of gas to other familiar smells...). I assured him that no accidents had occurred and hubby and I proceeded to laugh. I gave little man a hug then helped him get dressed and we all continued our day with a smile on our faces. How did you start your day?
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
1) You don't.
2) If you must, keep it short and light.
3) Be sincere and vague.
4) Know that you will probably contradict yourself and confuse your child.
Now that we've covered the basics, let's explore the following case study:
Mom makes paninis for dinner one recent evening using George Foreman grill (little known use for such device, but works great). Dishes cleared and mom moves grill near sink to cool off and clean later. As mom is drying her hands, a child calls for her and she turns to respond. She doesn't realize how close her arm is to hot grill and so she burns herself. Youngest child hears muffled cry from mom and runs to see if she is alright. Mom assures child she is okay, child empathetic and curious and begins to ask questions: What happened? Are you okay? Does it hurt? Can I see it? Can I touch it? Why not? Did you cook it? Can I eat it? Why not? Mom responds to each question with simplicity and candor, but the 'why not' after her final answer leaves her stumped. She recalls a previous conversation where she played around with her son about eating him and he got a bit frightened. Is that why he's asking? She then remembers that she recently watched a movie about a cannibalistic serial killer. Did her son somehow sneak downstairs and hear of this gruesomeness?
Questions for you: Should the mom explain any further? Into how much depth should the mom go? Is the mom thinking too much?
No need to answer. Before the mom could form any kind of response, the son looks at her, grins and says, "I'm just joking."
Monday, September 20, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Mom: Oh no, don't lick that.
Mom: Ew stop, I said don't lick it.
Son: Why not?
Mom: Because, just no. Put your tongue back in your mouth and let's go.
I didn't get to see mom's expression or child's face, and I'm still unsure what was truly going on but I really felt for that woman and could hear the anguish in her voice. I mean, it was a public bathroom.....
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Here's some good stuff that happened earlier today:
We've got some friends in town who are visiting for a few days and today we were all in the van running errands. These friends have been traveling the country for the past year and have had many amazing experiences, but I'm sure today will rank up there as one of the ones that they'd rather not repeat. Before I go on with this particular story, I'd like to suggest you take a moment and visit their blog, 12legstravel.com.
Wasn't it great? Okay, back to the story: We had been in the house most of this rainy day and we finally got hungry enough to leave for a late lunch. Then we ran some errands and were showing our friends the city when the inactivity of the day began to wear away at the sweet demeanor of my children. They had all been placed in the back seat of the van to accommodate our passengers so by the time we were headed back home (anyway), their noise level and composure had both elevated and disintegrated, respectively. Our dear friends graciously smiled and kept conversing, and only occasionally would joke that perhaps having children wasn't in their future. After a few more miles of pure joy someone said something about knowing how to get them quiet...something about sneaking into their room tonight and scaring them...something about waiting until they least expected it...when my daughter proudly blurted out, "It won't scare me 'cause I'm not afraid of humans!!" We all just laughed and for a brief moment (very brief) there was peace and laughter and smiles and happiness.
Monday, September 6, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
1) My husband said it.
2) He said it to our 3 year old.
3) His tone was like he was talking to a buddy of his.
4) He was totally serious.
And 5) Our son did it.
The thing is, our little guy has a tendency to, uh, how can I put this without being crude....stick his hand down his pants. We've been trying to find alternatives and my husband came up with this one for the car. We were driving along when he just looked in the rearview mirror and gave his suggestion. And it worked. Genius.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Friday, August 20, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
This occurred about a month ago and someone from CSN Stores must have been eavesdropping because I got an e-mail asking if I would review a product! Now, last time we had a giveaway and a lucky follower won a gift certificate so now this time I get to pick a product and review it. I'm pretty excited. I'll post a picture of what I end up getting and how it just makes my kitchen so much nicer. In the meantime, I'll just go back to staring.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Saturday, August 7, 2010
Friday, August 6, 2010
Hubby looks in rear view mirror and asks son, "Did you pull her hair?"
"No," he replies, "I just touched it."
Skeptical of this answer, hubby and I look at each other before hubby continues, "Why did you touch it?"
Very thoughtfully, and rather quickly, our son gives this explanation: "I just wanted to feel the softness."
I let out a little chuckle. Nice one son, I think to myself.
Hubby, after only a slightly detectable pause, offers the above suggestion for the next time this urge might take hold of our son. Yes, feel free to use this one on your own children...or students...or anyone else, for that matter. Everyone in our car seemed appeased.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
However, I did say this to my friend a while back and I meant it in the nicest way possible. I was honestly impressed with her swiftness and speed - that little thing could have her pants off in 2 seconds flat - pretty impressive for a then-2 year old. My friend, who is pretty quick-witted, just smiled and said something like "Yeah, she can be naked before you finish a sentence. I'm so proud."
You gotta love your parent-friends!
Monday, August 2, 2010
Her boy: Can you teach me some karate moves?
My boy: Do you promise not to use them on someone else?
Long pause. My friend catches a glimpse of her son's face. Pensive, wheels are turning, semi-distressed look on his face. (He has a twin sister...)
Her boy: No.
My boy: Then no, I can't teach you. (The ways of the ninja must wait another day)
Her boy: Okay.
Conversation over, boys move on to Transformers and Star Wars.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
"And you have to be quick to get the dragon," my husband adds.
Quietly, our daughter walks out of the room.
"Don't come back without the dragon," we both remind her.
Aaah!.......Noooo!.........Ha ha ha ha ha!
Friday, July 23, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Here are some more sweet kid quotes:
"No mommy, take your hair off," my youngest pleaded with me in the van during our last road trip. We'd been in the car for a few hours and I was getting a little bored myself, so I started doing my hair in, what I thought was, creative ways, but he thought otherwise when he looked up and saw the ponytail on top of my head. I had apparently gone too far.
"Thanks for making me cute." Same cutie pie from above, said to her parents after a woman at a restaurant came over and commented on how cute all three kiddos were. So polite.
"Count in your head, I'm trying to relax." My daughter said to her older brother the other day. She obviously needed a mental break.
And the grand finale for today:
"Mommy, are mine gonna point down someday too?!" Here's the scene: Mom gets out of the shower, then 2 year old son, cowering in the corner, utters these words, horrified. Mom, only slightly offended, explains that A) They don't point down and B) He's a boy.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Friday, July 16, 2010
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
"Girls don't have wieners."
"Well then what do you call it? My pee pee?"
"Yep, that works."
"But doesn't it have another name?"
"Uh, you can just say your private."
"I know about that one, but there isn't another name for it if you're a girl? I mean, boys can say pee pee, penis, wiener, private...what else?"
"That's good enough. You know what, just don't worry about it."
"But why do boys have so many names for it?"
"I don't really know. But anyway, are you ready to get your bathing suit on?"
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
"I said this to my daughter. She had gone swimming and the suit was dripping from the general area "down there" and she thought it would be funny to pretend she was a dog...I think I should have taken a picture or something!"
At first, I wasn't sure how this story would unfold, but I was glad to hear she had just gone swimming! By the way, if you like brownies, you should check out where this AZ reader works...yum...brownies.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Monday, July 5, 2010
"No, they're probably strong enough, they just wouldn't know how to use them."
"Why not? Because they've never seen them before?"
"But if they saw them would they know how to use them?"
"No because they don't have fingers."
"Oh, so they can't fit their paws and stuff in the holes."
"So they couldn't really cut the rope then. I get it."
"Yep, so there's no need to worry about that."
This is an excerpt of the conversation I just had with my daughter. We're vacationing in Florida and were out on the boat we just rented when she started what turned out to be a rather long conversation about some scenario she conjured up in her head about her dad. Something about me driving the boat while pulling him behind and he holding on to a rope and then some animals see him and cut the rope with some scissors and what he would do, would he be okay, and how would he get back on the boat. I think I successfully allayed her fears, although I believe we missed a nice chunk of the boat ride.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
"Please stop smiling in my face."
"Please stop laughing in my face."
All said within a span of maybe 3 minutes. The last one resulted in chewed up carrot spit in my face. That's what I get for lying down on the couch and being at 'face level' with my 3 year old. He thought the whole episode was hysterically funny. And I was a bit amused myself...until the unfortunate ending. My oldest had a front row seat to the entire performance.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Kid finds a sound he/she likes. Makes said sound over and over. Mom and dad listen patiently for a bit. Kid keeps making new sound. Mom and dad hope kid gets tired of making it (silly mom and dad). Kid keeps making new sound. Mom or dad can't take much more and must put an end to new sound before ears fall off. Sound stops...but reappears at later times throughout the rest of their lives.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Conversation overheard last night by said friend between hubby and daughter. He is getting daughter ready for a bath when she hears this:
Daddy: Do you want to take your shirt off?
Daddy: That's exactly what you should say if a boy asks you that question!
Happy Father's Day to all you wonderful dads out there!
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Camping at the coast this weekend, in the van on our way to play in the sand, I brought grapes as a snack. My kids like to find the smallest ones and say they found a 'baby.' Grapes were eaten quickly and garbage was thrown away. After a few minutes, the following conversation occurred between my 3 year old and me.
Son (in a sing-song voice): Look, I've got a baaaby
Me: What do you mean? What is that?
Son: It's a baby
Me: Where did you get that?
Son: It's a baby, he he he
Me: Is it a baby booger? (because i know all the grapes were eaten, not one was left)
Son: No, it's a baaaby
Me: Did that baby come out of your nose?
Son: Ha ha ha, giggle giggle
Oldest son: It did! It's a baby booger, ew!
End of conversation.
When you're camping, the rules are a little relaxed anyway, right?!
Friday, June 11, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
- I'll be chocolate baby -
- No I'll be chocolate baby -
- I'll be chocolate baby -
- No, I'll be chocolate baby -
My two youngest went back and forth yesterday, passing Raggedy Ann to each other with each declaration. I had to find a solution and end this jabbering. It worked. Whatever.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Monday, June 7, 2010
Saturday, June 5, 2010
"Just a minute, buddy." (i'm getting the water ready for a bath so son is naked, waiting)
"Ha ha, look mommy!"
"What's up?" (done with water so i turn around)
"Watch this." (son shows me how toy batman can make his, uh, component move)
I have to admit, I felt a little weird saying what I said. But I said it. So I'll share it.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Monday, May 31, 2010
Sunday, May 30, 2010
"Did you put the lion in your purse?"
"Oh don't stick that snake in your mouth."
These are all things involving animals that I said to my children this weekend. I've still got the rest of today and tomorrow, so let's see if I can add any more.
"You have to let go of the shark before you can take your shirt off."
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Son and his friend were upstairs playing. Mama heard water running so she went up to investigate. Kids were about to give stuffed kitties a 'bath' in the sink. Mama said ,"No, the stuffed kitties don't need a bath." (I almost used that as today's quote). Son tries to reason with mama and explain to her that yes indeed the kitties did want to take a bath. Mama ends discussion and heads back downstairs.
Time passes, friend leaves and mama goes back upstairs. She walks by bathroom, glances in and notices a rug over the sink. Curious, she lifts a corner only to find two soaked kitties in a drained sink. She calmly beckons son to bathroom and asks for an explanation. They talk for a bit then she asks him if he thought the whole thing was a good idea. "Well, uh..... " he trails off, muttering an explanation under his breath. What's that buddy? "Well, deep deep down in my tummy I knew it wasn't okay." That's when she kissed his sweet dimpled cheeks, looked into his clear blue eyes and offered those wonderful words of wisdom.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
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Monday, May 24, 2010
"Oookaay" says my 3 year old with an enormous smile on his face. As he walks away I could swear I hear a whispered 'poopy' but I can't be sure. Do I continue this inane conversation or do I just let it go for now? I decide to drop it. I'm sure it will come up again. And it has.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Kind of in the same vein, I was recently approached by CSN Stores about doing a giveaway or a review, so be on the lookout for a giveaway soon!! Isn't this fun???