Golly Gee

There has been quite a bit of talk around here lately about what is or what is not a curse word. We didn't initiate this in any way, it must just be something that kids are naturally inquisitive about. I remember doing the same thing as a kid.

One of the borderline words in our house is the word gosh. I just don't like how close it sounds to taking God's name in vain, and there are plenty of good alternatives, so we discourage the kids from saying it. Well, last night, someone said it, (the guilty party shall remain nameless) and S~ heard it.

She started getting all worked up about it, and trying to find the right thing to say, she started wagging her finger at me...when she finally got it out, this is what she said...

"MAMA!!! That's a sight word!!!"

The Broom Horse

S~ has taken to eating crackers in a VERY messy way. So today, I had her clean up after herself. I don't know if it is entirely appropriate for a mother to find humor in a daughter's struggles, but I did. It was incredibly funny to watch this short little thing trying to handle a broom. To move it so as to sweep up all the crumbs...under the table...


However, after I gave her the green light to put the broom away, she turned, straddled it, slapped it's rump, and yelled "CHARGE!!!" and rode that broom all the way to the laundry room!

Kind of reminded me of an old blog post from 2007...

Arsenic and Old Lace is one of my favorite movies. Hilarious movie. In the movie, the sisters have a slightly insane relative (brother I think) that lives with them. He thinks he's Teddy Roosevelt. Every time he climbs the stairs he brandishes his saber and yells 'charge' all the way up to his room. Kind of repetitive in the movie, but humorous.

Funny thing is, I don't think my son has seen this movie. Nevertheless on his way up the stairs to get his sister out of her crib this morning, he grabs a swimming noodle, you know the really long kind, holds it up and yells at the top of his lungs..."Sonora, have no fear, Sir Nate the Great is here".

Charging ahead,

Moose Prey

Today out of the blue, Q~ asked me if calling someone a 'big fat overgrown hairy moose' was a cuss word.

What could I say?

To add to the moose theme, tonight H~ said,

"Mama, what's a moose's prey?"

To which Q~ replied,

"They don't eat prey, they ARE the prey baby".

11 Years

We are celebrating our 11 year anniversary today!

Honestly, I don't know who these kids are...


Now these two I recognize...


While we were getting ready to take our 'real' picture, H~ snapped this one...I loved it and thought it summed up the last 11 years...


Very thankful today,

Oh No!

Watch out world...looks who's mobile...





He's pretty proud of himself...he flips right over the minute you put him down...

Oh man, I'm not ready for this! :)

Last Rites

So we were eating dinner the other day...chicken. Again. Q~ was in fine form that evening as he speared a piece of meat with his fork and said,

"Say your prayers chicken...bawk bawk"


I don't know what to be more worried about...that Q~ talks to his food, or that he's waiting for it to answer...

Six Months

J~ is six months old today!


It is hard to believe that he is already at this milestone! It seems like we waited forever for him to get here and now his babyhood is flying.

I wish that I could slow down time....