I had to write this one down before I forget it. Back story: Winston asked for candy for breakfast this morning. I told him I'd make breakfast first and then he could have a treat later.
M: Winston, your crepe is ready.
W: I didn't want chocolate in mine.
M: Oh, I'm sorry. I put a few chocolate chips in it. Well, try it and if you don't like it, I'll make you a plain one.
W: (After gobbling it all down and tip-toeing towards the pantry....) My crepe only had a tiny bit of chocolate.
M: Aha, now I'm tracking. You didn't want chocolate in yours so you could have a treat after?
M: You're always one step ahead of me, aren't you?
M: No. I two steps ahead of you.
This kid is 3, people.
Thursday, January 29, 2015
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
These are from one of our favorite parks. I told the kids to get shoulder to shoulder in the pics.
B was pretty cranky about something (her teacher asked me the other day: Is she dramatic at home?) and then Daddy had her laughing pretty quickly.
Friday, January 23, 2015
Thursday, January 22, 2015
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
Sunday, January 11, 2015
We're starting an annual tradition of having a thankful tree.
This year Birdie was thankful for God, friends, love, and trees.
Winston was thankful for light sabers, his new lamp, and cars.
Do you see the teardrop on Birdie's turkey from school? Yes, he's sad that he's going to be eaten. You're twisted, kid.
Thursday, January 8, 2015
My primary goal with the kids this year is to do a lot more giving and community service activities. So, at the end of the year, I found out we have a family at our school who needed help with Christmas presents for their little girl. I asked Birdie if she'd be willing to sacrifice one of her three gifts so we could buy a lot of stuff for this little girl who may not even have a Christmas tree. She said she would give up the trampoline (which she had asked for) in order to give her a great Christmas. Daddy said he still wanted to get it for the kids, so on Christmas morning, we showed her the box.
Daddy: Do you know what's in that box?
Daddy: Take a wild guess.
Birdie: A cheetah?
After lots of laughter, because that was the best wild guess ever,
Momma: Try reading it.
Birdie: A trampoline?!
We've only had two days warm and dry enough to jump, but they love it. We've already had two visits to the chiropractor for Birdie and lots of potty trips for Momma--the trampoline was clearly not invented by a mother who has delivered two babies.
Hope you had a Merry Christmas!
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
I realize we're now in a completely new year, but hang in there. I've still got one from Thanksgiving to post.
Winston told me the other day he wanted the "jammies with the porch." It took me a while, but I finally solved it: sports. Those sibilant words are tricky. He eats yogurt with a poon, his birthday is going to be a peshle day, and he likes to stick piders up his nose. Did I ever tell you that one?
Daddy sacrificed needles in the face twice for each kid to put on the star.