Chris went to see a movie with a friend tonight so it was my job to get the kids in bed.

On the first evening of Daylight Savings Time.

The bane of parents of young children trying to get them in bed on time, an hour earlier.  Sigh.

S went down beautifully.

G not so much.  In fact, it is 9pm and we just had the following conversation:

G:  Mommy, I’m scared

Me:  Ok, go to bed, talk to God about it.  He’ll help you not be scared.

(a few minutes later he comes out again)

G:  Mommy, God told me that S is asleep.

Me:  He did, huh?

G:  Yes.

Me:  Did He also tell you not to be scared?

G:  Yes.

Me:  Did God tell you there were no monsters?

G:  no…

(a minute later…)

g:  Mommy, God said I could read more books…

(this is a classic delay tactic to avoid going to bed, but I had to give him credit for creativity, it made me laugh out loud)

(another few minutes later)

G:  Mommy!  I love Jesus!

(I couldn’t help but grin.)

(a few minutes before that…)

G:  Mommy, God said he’s holding on, and letting go…

(I’m not sure of the meaning of that one, but it means something to G I guess)

G:  Mommy, Jesus loves Winnie the Pooh

(Now, he’s really pushing the limits, but it sure still is cute)

G:  Mommy, Jesus wants to play the computer with me, he doesn’t want to go to bed

Me:  G, God wants you to go to bed.

G:  God didn’t say that.

Me:  Well who do you think put me in charge?

Never a dull moment…

Giggles, Growing Up

On a nice day recently (chilly for our neck of the woods, hence the jackets), I loaded up the kids and bikes and uber furry dog and headed to the local park around the corner.  We had a great time riding around the bike trail through the “woods.”   Considering I grew up in the wilderness of Kentucky, it’s hard to call this a nature trail when the interstate is roaring mere yards from where we are, ahem, peacefully riding, but it is a nice ride and great exercise.  We are so excited that this great park opened so very close to our house.

Next on my shopping list is my own bike.  Their little legs are starting to get a little fast for my stride.

A pink bike.

I’m all girl like that.

Growing Up

To homeschool G or not to homeschool…

That would be the question…that plagues our thoughts and minds and hearts and energy now.  That and a cold virus.

His continued speech delay and other factors lead us in this scary, exciting, daunting direction.

Any advice?

Growing Up

• I really want to redo my blog header up there, but I dread the thought of re-learning how I actually did it.  Maybe if I did a header every few months, the steps wouldn’t leave my head so quickly.
• I have a secret desire to a fabulous photographer.  I LOVE photo blogs and am hopelessly addicted to them.  I’m a photo-blog-stalker.   Maybe some day I’ll be able to get a fancy-shmancy camera and try it for myself.
• S loves to dance and sing for us.
• And she’s really loud, too.
• Huntley is still my shadow.  He never leaves my side and in fact often steps on my feet as he follows me around the house.  That’s pretty annoying when you wear flip-flops.  Crazy-lovable-huggable dog.
• After the kids are in bed, Huntley jumps on the couch and owns it.  Completely and totally.  Last night, he even stretched himself out with his head on a pillow.
• This past weekend, Chris took the kiddos and went up north a bit to visit his parents.  I love the quiet weekends of relaxation.  Sometimes a mom just needs a few days of quiet.
• And the kids got to see snow for the first time!!!  I hate that missed it but we’ve got some great videos of them playing in it.  So fun.
• A G funny story for you:  He got some Spiderman stickers from the treasure box at school and they were the kind that if you moved them back and forth, you would see a different picture.  I opened the package and moved it back and forth to show him and he loved it.  He took the stickers and stuck them all over his short and wore them like that all day.  When Chris got him, G ran up to him and said, “Look, Daddy!  My stickers!  And they move!”  With that, he moved his upper-body back and forth to make the stickers change pictures for his daddy the same way I moved the stickers themselves back and forth earlier in the day.  But since the stickers were stuck to his chest, his solution was to move his chest, too.  I laughed so hard.

Giggles, Going Nowhere, Growing Up, Uncategorized

Quotes from the kids:

• G, upon picking him up from school on Groundhog Day with a craft of a groundhog coming up out of a styrofoam cup via a popsicle stick:  ”I’m hibernating.”  Me:  ”Oh yea, did you learn about the groundhog today?”  G:  ”Yea.  He has to go back in the cup to get his shadow.”
• S, while playing with G’s knight and horse play set, “Look!  I’m playing with Frodo!”  Huh?!  When did she watch Lord of the Rings??  Where does she get this stuff??
• Trying to get G to blow his nose…  ”No, Mommy.  I’ve FIVE.”  Me:  ”Huh?”  G:  ”I can’t blow my nose because I’m five.”  Apparently, it’s a super power that you get when you turn six.
• I threatened to throw all of S’s toys in the trash if she didn’t clean up her room in five minutes (I had given her several hours and several reminders.)  S:  ”Ok, go ahead.”  The only things in her room now are her bed, dresser, and toy chest.  Never fear, the toys are in the garage but they will probably get weeded out this weekend before returning to her room.
• She still hasn’t asked for her toys.
• G, when I hugged him.  ”Mommy, you’re too squeezy.  I’ll hug big and you hug small.”

Growing Up