Monday, April 25, 2011
"Lenten" FB posts (i.e., my list of "posts" I wrote and saved during Lent :-)
Son to me: "Mom, you should go to bed earlier and get more sleep so you'll have more energy (for exercise) and your belly will get smaller."
We've been playing the "thinking game" in the i.e., "I'm thinking of something soft and white and it floats in the sky". Two year old children don't completely "get" the game, but it's fun when they chime in. Two year old, "I'm thinking of a helicopter and an airplane. What you think it is?" Me: "Um, an airplane?" Two year old in a tone that sounds like, "you're such an idiot" says, "No! A helicopter!" Hey, it was a 50/50 shot. :-)
Me to 2 year old: "What is your favorite kind of muffin, chocolate chip or blueberry?" 2 Year old: "Um, a doughnut."
My 2 year old was getting down from the table and leaving her blueberry muffin behind. I thought to myself, "The top of that muffin is MINE!". As she was climbing down she stopped and looked up at me and said, "Don't eat MY MUFFIN!" How the heck did she know that's what I was thinking? She's a smart and crafty one that one!
I said, "Yes he is, he said there is no yelling and if you yell you go to jail."
Brian: "Mom, you know that's not true."
Me "It is, right to jail for Kelly."
Brian (In his most serious Man voice): " Mom, it's VERY simple - the police man is NOT going to put Kelly in jail. Mom (pause) Not all your jokes are funny (pause) or true."
I called Jeff to tell him the story and after I told him that Brian had said, "Mom, not all your jokes are funny" I hear Brian yell from the back seat, "Mom, that's NOT what I said, I said, all your jokes are NOT funny."
Whatever. :-)
Kate: "Mom, Brian was laughing at me to make me fun"
me: (trying not to laugh) - "Brian, tell Kate you're sorry"
Kate: "Good thing we have feet and legs so that we can can into the house. Yup, good thing God gave us feet and legs and hands and arms and a head and hair"
I just came out of the bathroom with a mud mask on my face and Brian looked up at me and part laughing/part freaked said, "Mom, I don't think that's a very good face for you." I said, "This is a mud mask, I use it to help my face be fresh and clean," and he said with a chuckle, "well, it doesn't look very clean right now."
Little people keep calling, "Mom! Mom!", but I'm just going to ignore it. I mean it could be ANY mom. There are like a billion "Moms" in this world! However, we ARE in my own home so it probably is ME they're calling.
"K" is not destined to be a surgeon. She just finished beating the crap out of Winnie the Pooh's stomach with a plastic mallet. When she finished with his tummy she took some toy pliers to his eyes and nose. Ouch!
"K" just told me to "leave me alone" as she crept underneath the kitchen table and then surrounded herself with chairs. Usually when she says, "leave me alone" it's because she has some "potty" business to attend to. After a few minutes I peaked underneath the table. That little shrimp had markers and was coloring herself and the floor!
"K" just went into my purse, took out a tampon and then said "Sorry Mom" as she walked by me heading down the hallway - thus proving she KNOWS she's doing something wrong but is doing it ANYWAY!!!
Today I told "K" it was a windy day. She replied, "It not windy, it fine. And it small. And it big."
While sharing a tender moment with "K" today she was gently patting my face and then said, "You're a good boy." Not sure if she's gender confused or just thinks I'm my parent's dog.
At dinner tonight Jeff gave "K" some scrambled eggs and she looked at them and said, "I almost like it." Well I guess "I almost" is better than "I don't."
"K" was just walking up the porch stairs and when she got to the top she said, "What a heck?! Hold on Mom." At this time she picked up a piece of sidewalk chalk, inspected it, and then threw it down to the ground, to which I say, "What a heck?!"
I just finished telling (it was more like an instruction session) my 4 year old that's it's *okay* to hit her little sister. Never in a million years would I have ever thought I would be teaching one of my kids when it's *appropriate* to hit a sibling back! At the end of the day the big sister has to learn how to stick up for herself and fight back when the little sister has been repeatedly told by the big sister, "no" and "stop hitting"! I say, "If you've told her no and she hits you again, HIT BACK!" I'm probably going to regret this.
"K" wanted to put her dress on "by Iself" so I let her. First she put it on upside down and it fell right to the floor. When it fell she said, "Oh, it no problem." Then she put it on and it was inside out and so she took it off and fixed it. Then she put it on and it was backwards (she refused any help, by the way) and she said, "Oh, it upside down." She took it off, turned it around and put it back on correctly."Determined" - that is one word to describe her. "Independent" - that's another word. "Strong willed" - that's two more. She's going to do great things in this world!
We've been playing the "thinking game" in the i.e., "I'm thinking of something soft and white and it floats in the sky". Two year old children don't completely "get" the game, but it's fun when they chime in. Two year old, "I'm thinking of a helicopter and an airplane. What you think it is?" Me: "Um, an airplane?" Two year old in a tone that sounds like, "you're such an idiot" says, "No! A helicopter!" Hey, it was a 50/50 shot. :-)
Me to 2 year old: "What is your favorite kind of muffin, chocolate chip or blueberry?" 2 Year old: "Um, a doughnut."
My 2 year old was getting down from the table and leaving her blueberry muffin behind. I thought to myself, "The top of that muffin is MINE!". As she was climbing down she stopped and looked up at me and said, "Don't eat MY MUFFIN!" How the heck did she know that's what I was thinking? She's a smart and crafty one that one!
We were driving on the highway and "K" was screaming and crying, as usual. We passed a State Trouper and I jokingly (but wishing I was serious at the time) said, "K, that police man said there is so screaming and crying and if you don't stop he's going to put you in jail."
Kate said, "No he's not."I said, "Yes he is, he said there is no yelling and if you yell you go to jail."
Brian: "Mom, you know that's not true."
Me "It is, right to jail for Kelly."
Brian (In his most serious Man voice): " Mom, it's VERY simple - the police man is NOT going to put Kelly in jail. Mom (pause) Not all your jokes are funny (pause) or true."
I called Jeff to tell him the story and after I told him that Brian had said, "Mom, not all your jokes are funny" I hear Brian yell from the back seat, "Mom, that's NOT what I said, I said, all your jokes are NOT funny."
Whatever. :-)
Kate: "Mom, Brian was laughing at me to make me fun"
me: (trying not to laugh) - "Brian, tell Kate you're sorry"
Kate: "Good thing we have feet and legs so that we can can into the house. Yup, good thing God gave us feet and legs and hands and arms and a head and hair"
I just came out of the bathroom with a mud mask on my face and Brian looked up at me and part laughing/part freaked said, "Mom, I don't think that's a very good face for you." I said, "This is a mud mask, I use it to help my face be fresh and clean," and he said with a chuckle, "well, it doesn't look very clean right now."
Little people keep calling, "Mom! Mom!", but I'm just going to ignore it. I mean it could be ANY mom. There are like a billion "Moms" in this world! However, we ARE in my own home so it probably is ME they're calling.
"K" is not destined to be a surgeon. She just finished beating the crap out of Winnie the Pooh's stomach with a plastic mallet. When she finished with his tummy she took some toy pliers to his eyes and nose. Ouch!
"K" just told me to "leave me alone" as she crept underneath the kitchen table and then surrounded herself with chairs. Usually when she says, "leave me alone" it's because she has some "potty" business to attend to. After a few minutes I peaked underneath the table. That little shrimp had markers and was coloring herself and the floor!
"K" just went into my purse, took out a tampon and then said "Sorry Mom" as she walked by me heading down the hallway - thus proving she KNOWS she's doing something wrong but is doing it ANYWAY!!!
Today I told "K" it was a windy day. She replied, "It not windy, it fine. And it small. And it big."
While sharing a tender moment with "K" today she was gently patting my face and then said, "You're a good boy." Not sure if she's gender confused or just thinks I'm my parent's dog.
At dinner tonight Jeff gave "K" some scrambled eggs and she looked at them and said, "I almost like it." Well I guess "I almost" is better than "I don't."
"K" was just walking up the porch stairs and when she got to the top she said, "What a heck?! Hold on Mom." At this time she picked up a piece of sidewalk chalk, inspected it, and then threw it down to the ground, to which I say, "What a heck?!"
I just finished telling (it was more like an instruction session) my 4 year old that's it's *okay* to hit her little sister. Never in a million years would I have ever thought I would be teaching one of my kids when it's *appropriate* to hit a sibling back! At the end of the day the big sister has to learn how to stick up for herself and fight back when the little sister has been repeatedly told by the big sister, "no" and "stop hitting"! I say, "If you've told her no and she hits you again, HIT BACK!" I'm probably going to regret this.
"K" wanted to put her dress on "by Iself" so I let her. First she put it on upside down and it fell right to the floor. When it fell she said, "Oh, it no problem." Then she put it on and it was inside out and so she took it off and fixed it. Then she put it on and it was backwards (she refused any help, by the way) and she said, "Oh, it upside down." She took it off, turned it around and put it back on correctly.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Beautiful Song for Good Friday
Lost, everything is lost
And everything I've loved before is gone
Alone like the coming of the frost
And a cold winter's chill in my stony heart
And where were You when all that I've hoped for?
Where You when all that I've dreamed?
Came crashing down in shambles around me
You were on the cross
Pain, could you take away the pain?
If I find someone to blame, would it make my life seem easier?
Alone, all my friends are asleep
And I can't find anyone to stay awake with me
Where were You when sin stole my innocence?
Where were You when I was ashamed?
Hiding in a life, I wish, I never made
You were on the cross, my God, my God, all along, all along
You were on the cross, You died for us, all along, all along
You were on the cross, victorious, all along, all along
You were there in all of my suffering
And You were there in doubt and in fear
I'm waiting on the dawn to reappear
And everything I've loved before is gone
Alone like the coming of the frost
And a cold winter's chill in my stony heart
And where were You when all that I've hoped for?
Where You when all that I've dreamed?
Came crashing down in shambles around me
You were on the cross
Pain, could you take away the pain?
If I find someone to blame, would it make my life seem easier?
Alone, all my friends are asleep
And I can't find anyone to stay awake with me
Where were You when sin stole my innocence?
Where were You when I was ashamed?
Hiding in a life, I wish, I never made
You were on the cross, my God, my God, all along, all along
You were on the cross, You died for us, all along, all along
You were on the cross, victorious, all along, all along
You were there in all of my suffering
And You were there in doubt and in fear
I'm waiting on the dawn to reappear
Monday, April 18, 2011
Boston Marathon 2011
In honor of all the people running in the Boston Marathon, ESPECIALLY my cousin Katelyn, I wanted to share this amazing video of Team Hoyt. This father and son team have been in over 1,000 races, their most favorite being The Boston Marathon, which they have run in 28 times (today marking their 29th Boston Marathon). This video shows them completing the Iron Man. The song with this video is "I Can Only Imagine" by, Mercy Me.
Thursday, April 14, 2011
If You Give a Kid a Cookie
This is my "real life/mom" version of the children's book, "If You Give a Mouse a Cookie".
If You Give a Kid a Cookie:
If you give a kid a cookie they'll probably act like a crazy lunatic immediately after it's consumed. While your kid is acting like a crazy lunatic you'll decide it's a good time to check your email, which will make your crazy lunatic child decide that she needs a marker. While your kid has a marker she'll remember that she's only supposed to use markers on paper, which will make her crawl under the kitchen table and say, "leave me alone" (so she can color on herself, her shoes, and the floor). When you hear your child say "leave me alone" you'll think she wants privacy so she can move her bowels, which will remind you of the bathroom and that the bathroom needs to be cleaned. While cleaning the bathroom you'll find a spatula and a measuring cup that belong in the kitchen. When you return to the kitchen you'll find a newly decorated kid and kitchen, which will send you searching for the wipes. While getting the wipes in the living room you'll realize that the rug needs to be vacuumed. After cleaning up the kid and the kitchen you get the vacuum for the living room. The kid will want to help, so you'll give her the dust buster so she can pick up too. While vacuuming you'll turn to see that your kid has the dust buster up to her lips and is trying to suck every last breath out of her body with her little cleaning machine. When you take the dust buster off her lips you'll realize that she has crumbs in her hair and so you'll "dust bust" them out. Using the dust buster will make you realize that it needs to be emptied and so you'll bring it to the kitchen to empty it. While emptying the dust buster you'll notice that there is a dirty dish towel, which will remind you that you need to do a load of laundry, so you'll take your kid down to the basement with you to start a load. After you and your kid have finished loading the washing machine you'll let her push the button to start it. When the washing machine starts you'll hear it start to fill and the sound of running water will remind you that you have to wash the pots and pans from last night's dinner. When you are walking up the stairs from the basement you'll ask your kid if she wants to watch a show so that she'll have something to do while you wash the dishes. Chances are she'll say yes, and then she'll say "no" to every healthy snack you offer to her while she watches the show - and she'll continuously say she wants......a cookie.....and the whole series of events will most likely repeat themselves once the show, and the cookie, are finished.
If You Give a Kid a Cookie:
If you give a kid a cookie they'll probably act like a crazy lunatic immediately after it's consumed. While your kid is acting like a crazy lunatic you'll decide it's a good time to check your email, which will make your crazy lunatic child decide that she needs a marker. While your kid has a marker she'll remember that she's only supposed to use markers on paper, which will make her crawl under the kitchen table and say, "leave me alone" (so she can color on herself, her shoes, and the floor). When you hear your child say "leave me alone" you'll think she wants privacy so she can move her bowels, which will remind you of the bathroom and that the bathroom needs to be cleaned. While cleaning the bathroom you'll find a spatula and a measuring cup that belong in the kitchen. When you return to the kitchen you'll find a newly decorated kid and kitchen, which will send you searching for the wipes. While getting the wipes in the living room you'll realize that the rug needs to be vacuumed. After cleaning up the kid and the kitchen you get the vacuum for the living room. The kid will want to help, so you'll give her the dust buster so she can pick up too. While vacuuming you'll turn to see that your kid has the dust buster up to her lips and is trying to suck every last breath out of her body with her little cleaning machine. When you take the dust buster off her lips you'll realize that she has crumbs in her hair and so you'll "dust bust" them out. Using the dust buster will make you realize that it needs to be emptied and so you'll bring it to the kitchen to empty it. While emptying the dust buster you'll notice that there is a dirty dish towel, which will remind you that you need to do a load of laundry, so you'll take your kid down to the basement with you to start a load. After you and your kid have finished loading the washing machine you'll let her push the button to start it. When the washing machine starts you'll hear it start to fill and the sound of running water will remind you that you have to wash the pots and pans from last night's dinner. When you are walking up the stairs from the basement you'll ask your kid if she wants to watch a show so that she'll have something to do while you wash the dishes. Chances are she'll say yes, and then she'll say "no" to every healthy snack you offer to her while she watches the show - and she'll continuously say she wants......a cookie.....and the whole series of events will most likely repeat themselves once the show, and the cookie, are finished.
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