Friday, June 17, 2011
C-isms and other fun stories
The other night Daddy was in the bathroom and C went running that way. "Daddy are you almost done? I have to go!" Daddy finished up and C went. He came out and said " I'm waiting flush because it's still processing." Too funny!
This week my kids have been attending day camp at a friend's church (yes 8-5 every day; I don't know what to do!) Today when we stopped at a red light I said, "we should do a Chinese fire drill." All 4 kids said "huh?" So explained it. They got such a kick out of it. C giggled so much that E said "you laugh like a girl." I'm thinking that part of it was the fact they were so tired.
Another thing that happened every morning, the kids tried to look for deer (we drove through a nature park every morning with big open fields). I think it's funny that we never saw one deer. Unless you count the dead one that I saw and didn't point out to the kids. That just tickles me.
Hopefully I'll be able to get some pictures from day camp. I'll share if/when I get them.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
End of the school year
Monday, June 6, 2011
More K-isms
Anyway. Here are 3 things that K has said lately that I found funny.
1. The other night C asked us (Daddy & I) if we wanted to be President. We both said NO. Too much responsibility. K said she wants to be President one day because "then she can jump on the bed anytime she wants."
2. Last week Daddy was mowing grass. K was right there with him with her little mower "helping." Daddy asked her to open the gate. She had no idea what he was saying, so he had to turn the mower off to tell her. She said "sorry I couldn't hear you. My ears aren't big enough."
3. This week is VBS at church. K has been so excited about it. Tonight they get to have their face painted. We asked K what she was going to get. She said "Jesus." We said "the word Jesus?" She said "No a picture of Him." Good luck with that, Miss Whoever-gets-to-paint-her-face.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
TS3
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Ouch!
I almost hate to do this post. My poor little boy. And it's kinda my fault.
Let me start by reminding you of the Aesop Fable "The Boy Who Cried Wolf" That boy lives at our house (C). He hasn't learned how to "rate" his boo boos. They are all the same magnitude of wailing.
Sunday afternoon, C and K were in C's room playing. Somehow his curtain came "unattached" and was gaping. When C laid down for a nap, the sun was shining in his face. Here is where "my fault" comes in. I decided to put a 5 pound exercise weight on the shelf to hold the curtain in place.
Fast forward to later that afternoon, he was upstairs playing by himself. Daddy and I were downstairs watching TV. And we heard a crash and the wailing began. But this time it did sound a little different. So I started up the stairs to calm the wailer down. As I got to the bottom of the stairs, C started down the stairs with blood gushing. The weight had fallen off the shelf and landed right on C's face. When I saw the gashes on his face I knew we would be visiting the ER.
Daddy helped put pressure on them to slow the blood flow and I called friends (M & Green Socks) to come get K (so thankful for awesome friends like that!). Daddy and I got C in the car and headed out to the ER. On the way to the ER, C threw up 3 times--which elevated his "status" once we got to the ER. (Funny side note: I had nothing to catch "it" in except an old pull -up of K's and a pair of pants left in the car. Both went in the trash once we got there.)
Here is my very brave boy before stitches. This picture does not do the gashes justice. They were deep. He had a CAT scan and everything was fine. He has been fine ever since. The gashes were clean cuts and were able to be stitched together very well. He probably will have some scarring but mommy and Vitamin E are gonna see what we can do about that.

Because it was a head wound, the doctor ordered a CT scan. The machine kinda bothered C until he saw that I would be right there and he didn't have to go in the whole way. The stitches bothered him more because it felt strange. He said they hurt a little but not much. He was so brave through it all. He ended up with 2 stitches in his nose, 6 over one eye, and 7 over the other. (It took C quite awhile to add those up so I'll help you guys--that's a total of 15).
Sorry if this post seems "ramble-y" This all happened Sunday around 4 pm. Monday night we had HORRIBLE storms here and spent about 45 minutes in the bathroom due to the tornado sirens. Plus the kids ended up sleeping in our bed two different times for a few hours each time. Needless to say, we got very little sleep. Then I had to babysit my 3 "extras" today. It has been quite the interesting 2 days.
All this to say, my little boy was so brave and is just fine. He gets the stitches out Friday. I love my little boy.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Children's Museum
Friday, June 4, 2010
New bikes: Bike #2
The first video shows day one of his riding attempt. The second video is the 2nd day when he went whizzing on by. And just because, there is a little of K girl riding by too.
Video #1
Video #2
Thursday, June 3, 2010
New Bikes: Bike #1
Friday, May 28, 2010
1st and 2nd grader
I am very impressed with what he has learned this year. Have I ever mentioned how much I like the A Beka curriculum? And the DVD program? Love it.
Would you like to see his "report card?" Here are his grades for 1st grade. (very official looking, huh?)
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
C's trio
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Iron Man watches TV?
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
C's new room
So here are the pictures to prove it is done.
Here his is new dresser and the TV that we hung for him to do school. Behind the TV on the wall are 4 pennants: Colts, Pittsburgh Penguins hockey, Yankees, and Florida State.
Here is the wall of pennants and his school desk is right to the left of the lamp.
This is the wall above his bed. Most of the pictures are signed by at least one Colts player. There are 2 signatures on the poster.
Here is my favorite wall. We bought a Fathead--so worth the money! There's no way I could've painted all that and made it look that good. LOVE IT!
All together, I think we only spent $200. That was for the Fathead ($100), paint, supplies, frames, and pennants. The TV and dresser don't count. He needed both and we had planned to buy both with this year's tax return anyway. Not bad.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Seriously?!?!
I have a little boy (J--same age as C) that comes every day after school for one hour until one of his older sisters comes to pick him up. One day this past week, about 20 minutes after he had been here, another boy that I didn't recognize, showed up at my front door.
I went to the door and said Hi and Can I help you? "That little boy has the cap to my mechanical pencil and I need it or my eraser will fall off." I asked J if he had it. "Yes I found (important word) it on the bus and put it in my book bag." "So get it out and give it to him." He looked and looked and couldn't find it. The boy at the door said (as he was reaching for my door handle) "I'll come in and look for it" Me: "Oh no you won't." (seriously?) So I told him that if he had an issue with it that he could go to J's house later and talk with J's mom. I was not getting in the middle of this. "When does she get home? And where is his home?" I didn't tell him either. If he doesn't know where he lives, I'm not going to be responsible for giving out that information!
He finally left. After he was gone, J found the cap and put it where he could find it the next day to give to this boy.
About 20 minutes later, here comes this boy to my door again---WITH.HIS. MOTHER! Seriously? She had driven him over to my house--TO GET HIS PENCIL CAP! Again, seriously? So J gave it to the boy. And here was the mom's explanation. "I'm so glad he got it back. He has been bugging me all afternoon about this. He's never had anything stolen from him before and he felt violated." Seriously? It was a PENCIL CAP! If that would have been my kid, I would have said GET OVER IT!
As she was leaving, she said "so what's his name?" I very quickly said "He's not my little guy. I'm just the babysitter." In other words, LEAVE ME OUT OF THIS. Her answer "Oh."
One more time, SERIOUSLY?!?!?!