Part three….
April 25, 2008 – 9:43 amThere are a couple of things that my children saw that had never been seen before "to them"
One was snow. That is a new concept. They kept looking out side and saying "lOOOK it’s Christmas TOWN!"
So I had to let them go play in the fun five inches or so that they got that week.
Here is our Cally version of FROSTY.
He looks pretty warm 
and physically impaired! But he is ours!
Art Time Bliss
February 28, 2008 – 6:11 pmSome of this….
Mixed with this (Red contact paper sticky side out Masking taped to the wall)
Usually at our house we are looking for ways to get messy. I found a cool website that helps mix things up around here without the true mess of everything.
You get this….
It was extreamly fun times.
The site I found this one at is www.familyfun.com
Shhhhh I got it!!
January 8, 2008 – 6:57 pmIn my car as I type is the book….Eclipse. Why is it in my car and not in my hand? Well i like prolong things as much as I can to savor the momment. First off the author is not planning to put out the fourth book until May of this year. I read Hp 7 way too early. Thus I think I have learned my lesson. Right?? No… I am probably going to be finished here in like three days. LOL But I did make it hard on myself to wait. I had to go to the Public Library here in town. I love the library but not with three of my spawn in toe. That I knew would be a gauntlet type adventure in it self. Beside the fact the library is a generally quiet place and the Things and Fish detest those type of settings.
They hate them because since they were old enough to talk there has been one volume level……
Here this is what I am talking about…
I swear the sugar cereal has been completely removed from the diet.
But like I said it is a pretty good deterant from going places that are supposed to be quiet. I guess we won’t be visiting any newborn babies or elderly folks any time soon.
Bunk Beds and Schedules
December 31, 2007 – 1:40 pmDid I mention we put the Things in bunk beds? Thing one is getting to be a big man around here. His age still can be expressed on one hand yet he is getting all growed up.(Just making those english majors cringe)
He and his sister have both been on strike. A nap strike these past few weeks. Which has been intresting to say the least. We do more stuff but there is definately limits in the afternoon. The other night I was cooking dinner around 5:30 and I walked into the living room to find Thing1 asleep on the couch. I was baking cookies and put them on wax paper. Made it smoke a bit. Ok a little more than a bit. All of the sudden I experienced really loud alarms. They were going off in unison. Accompanied by two babies that were scared into a chorus of screaming. Thing 1 ….. didn’t even budge. No twitching no reaction.
I am going to have to scale the bunk bed and fire fighter style rescue that kid, if there is a fire in the middle of the night.
Thing 1 and his favorite Color
December 22, 2007 – 6:58 pmI just have to remember these just the way he says them.
JD: Here you go, now drink your juice.
Thing 1: NO I don’t want Juice! I want milk!
JD: Just drink the juice first.
Thing 1: NO Purple is NOT my color!
His favorite color is….. Green.
Today
December 13, 2007 – 7:41 pmToday I am finding….
Little socks, finger prints, and smudges of unknown substances. I see little pants wadded into a heap forming two perfect circles where their little legs left them. Small treasures inserted carefully into the VCR opening. Shoes separated and haphazardly scattered. Bath tubs that are littered with toys. Kitchen rugs sprinkled with "Rich Chocolatey Ovaltine" so they can fill up the flat bed of the tractor with "DiRT". I see hersey kisses wrappers along side fishy crackers that have been ground into the carpet. One giant green bulb suringe, perfect for sucking out the noses of sick kids. I see the stack of diapers that have yet to be taken to the back porch for morning removal. Small doodles of things they want for Christmas on their letters to Santa.
Today I am hearing…..
"Stop Talking back there! Mommy is lost and she needs to think!" Me (driving in the car)
"Oh no If you are lost Mom that means I am lost too!! OH NOOOO! Don’t go the wrong way anymore OK?" Thing 1
"Mom, Santa has a strange voice. He says, "HO HO HO!" Thing 1 (In his deepest Santa-esk voice)
"You just gotta stop kissin me Mom you’re givin me the Hiccups" Thing 1 (For him Mom Kisses means you’ll get the hiccups. Thanks Higgley Town heros, for that one!)
"ABC DEFG HI JK TUV Now I know My BBCs Next Time won’t you sing with MEEEE!" Thing 2
Giggling finally from the Fish! He has been so bogged down with the winter plague he has lost all his little funny personality.
The other day I ran dead into a wall of reality. Just a small fleeting thought passed through my mind. "This is temporary." I won’t be doing this everyday?? This changes. Instantly I started sucking in those precious little hugs with tiny arms that only reach to my shoulder blades. Or the ones that squeeze the ever living love out of your neck. I want those everyday! Like I get them now. So now it is different, the focus, I mean. Now I am not staying up late to just remind myself what silence sounds like. I am resting so I can hear what my children’s cries, laughs, and conversations are like. Instead of reading my books I am listening to the kids read me their books. Sucking down every last bit of them while they are this little. And hopefully recording all the funny things they
Who knows the answer to "Mom just can’t I stay awake all night?" Maybe a resounding "You go right ahead!"
Obsession
November 26, 2007 – 11:01 amI am a Pen, organizer, journal, paper goods….Freak. Thing 1 his obsession is Trains. Sleeping trains, plays, and works on trains. I am trying to bring other aspects of trains into his line of site. He can tolerate trucks but there is nothing like Trains. He will watch anything with a train in it. His eyes light up and his voice goes up 4 octaves when he even sees track. Christmas is easy. Polar Express. Christmas trains. GEO Trax. And all things trains.
He just pulled all the drawers out of his dresser and lined them all up and is calling it his bedroom train. HELP. He is so sick with this Crupe/chest cold. He has been avoiding naps and going to bed to play trains.
La-La not so easy. She likes things but not to the extent that Thing 1. This year’s challenge is her gift.
The Things
September 15, 2007 – 10:25 amSome days are easy. Some days are hard. Everyday is full.
I walked to the mail box with Thing 1 and on the way back in he said.
"Mom, I love being in this world. It is such a nice sunny day."
That cancelled out the Urine, desitin, and one enitre bottle of lotion in the carpet day. Funny how the small things tend to make the big difference.
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