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And, to be fair, Funny Boy

Today, when I picked Sam up from day care/preschool, I had picked him up a Bug Juice.  He loves Bug Juice.  In fact, when we drive past the gas station where I’ve taken him to pick out his own flavor of sugar-filled drink, he yells, “There’s the Bug Juice store!!!”

But today, I had one waiting for him when I picked him up.  No, my children aren’t spoiled, why do you ask?

He had been running around playing outside, and was sticky and hot, so he was super excited to have a cold drink.  He took a huuuge gulp, and then said:

“Ahhhhhhhh!!!!  That sure hits the spot!”

He’s such a funny boy. 

Funny girl

Tonight, leaving the Back to School Bash and meeting her new teacher . . .

(by the way, did you know I’m the parent of a FOURTH GRADER????????  Ack.  Meep.)

Here’s what she said:

“I can’t believe I’m going to be in 4th grade”

“Pretty soon, I’ll be in middle school, then high school.  Then I’ll be going to college.”

*significant pause*

“Man, time sure is going by fast!”

Please note that I restrained myself from driving off the road, despite my amusement at her angst.

The teen years are going to be a hoot.

What she said

40 things I plan to teach my kids

The Boy’s first joke

As you probably know, Sam is a funny little dude.  He’s showing signs of true wit, though.  The other day, my folks came to get him for the day, to give him something special and fun while his sis was at camp.  Which, by the way, THANK THE GODS AND GODDESSES, SHE’S HOME!!!

So Sam was chatting with Pops, my dad.  And he asked Pops, very seriously:

“Pops, what comes after 19?”

Pops answered:  “20.”

Then Sam said, “Hey, Pops – you’re pretty good at this!!!”

But that was just him being his usual funny self; he actually told me a real joke yesterday.

We went to the lake for Father’s Day, and had a fabulous time, as always.  My brother brought his kids down, and there was boat riding, and swimming off my aunt and uncle’s dock, and tubing (Sam’s first time on the tube without one of us!), and lots and lots of eating.  As usual.  Mark made a roasted vegetable puree and several slabs of ribs – one of my dad’s favorite things.  I made a broccoli slaw which was fabulous, and we made more roasted banana ice cream and toasted coconut ice cream.  Everything was delicious.  Well, I wouldn’t know about the ribs, but everyone else seemed to love them.

After we got back from our boat ride, the older kids wanted to fish off the dock, but Sam was very hot, and wanted to go up to the condo.  So I took him up, got him a cold drink, and started fixing supper.  I was flipping through the channels, trying to find something to entertain him and keep him out of the kitchen.  And then I ran across a car race on tv.  Meep.

He was completely absorbed.  He literally froze, standing in front of the tv.  I got him to sit down on that little stool, and snapped a picture.  I’m not sure he even noticed me sitting him down.  Yikes. 

So I fixed his plate, and set him up on the couch with a tv tray so he could watch the race while he ate.  We talked a little bit about race cars, one of his favorite things on the planet.  And he was telling me about what he’d seen on tv during the race, and that race cars drink gas.  And then he said:

“Mommy, I want to show you a joke!”  (so cute)

“Race cars don’t eat food, and people don’t drink gas!!!!”

And then he collapsed in a fit of giggles.  And I nearly died from the cuteness.

The things you learn about weather

So I’m sitting out on the front porch with the kids. They’ve made a fort out of umbrellas, and are enjoying the thunder, lightning, and occasional rain shower. Sam was talking about the thunder being scary, and Lauren and I explained what thunder is. Then they were having fun pretending to be scared.

Sam started talking about the wind, and how it can blow things down.

Like tree limbs.

And trees.

And pants.

Yeah, I don’t know where he comes up with this stuff either!

Summertime!

We’re heading to the lake on Saturday for the kick-off to the summer season, and the Memorial Day potluck and silent auction.

Lauren has her first softball game tonight, and she’s very excited about it.

I’m going through the kids’ clothes to weed out the fall/winter stuff, sort out what might fit them later, and what I can donate/sell.

It’s shorts and sandals weather!  Sam loves to play outside, dig in the dirt, play in his sandbox . . .

Lauren’s getting very excited about going to horse camp in June.  Me, not so much!  I’ve never been away from her this long unless I was traveling – in other words, not voluntarily.  She’s only spent more than one night away on one or two occasions, and that was with my folks at the lake.

Yes, summer is finally arriving!

So HOW COME Lauren has almost 4 more weeks of school??????  That’s really going to suck.  Their last day is June 12th, can you imagine?

Here’s how our easter went

I bought this kit, and we dyed some eggs this morning.  They turned out totally cool.  If any made it home, I’ll take a picture.

I made some of these, and they were fabulous.

The kids ate loads of chocolate and candy.

We went to my folks’, and had an easter egg hunt and lots of fun with all the kids.

The end.

Another story about The Boy

Yesterday, I took the kids up to my folks’ house for the day while Mark did some stuff around the house.  They had fun, even though my niece and nephew couldn’t come over.

At one point, Sam was running around with a soft bat, playing his version of baseball.  Then he paused in front of Mom and Dad’s flat screen tv, obviously considering touching it with the bat.  Gently or not!

I said, “No, Sam.  Don’t touch the tv with the bat.”

I not!” (almost appearing offended that I even questioned it)  “If I touch the tv with the bat, I’ll get a time out.

“That’s right, you could hurt the tv.”

And if I don’t touch the tv with the bat, I’ll get a prize!!!

We all cracked up . . .

Clearly, he doesn’t know me very well

Yesterday, Mark took the dog to L’s school for show and tell, and then brought them both home after school.

After work, I picked up The Boy, glad that a monstrous week was over. We headed home.

In the car, we were goofing around and being silly. I was telling him that I’m the luckiest mommy in the whole wide world (which is 100% true, btw). I asked the boy child why he thought I was so lucky.

He cocked his head to the side, thought about it for a second, and then said “Because you’re so sweet!”

Which rather proves my point. I have amazing kids, and I am the luckiest mommy in the world.

Also that he must not know me that well. 😉

Under the heading of “Hope springs eternal . . .”

The Boy, last night:  “You know what?  I like green beans!”

This is news.  Big news.

I blame too many readings of Green Eggs and Ham.  But I have my doubts about S’ unprovoked declaration.  I think Mark will cook tonight, and I plan to ask him to fix green beans.  As a little test, you see. 

Drama Queen, aka Elder Child, had a sad morning.  Her one remaining hamster was just laying there on the wheel, and would barely even move her head.  Considering that chinese dwarf hamsters have a life expectancy of 2 – 3 years, and we’ve had them for 3 years . . . we figured the end is nigh.

L was very sad as she headed to school, very teary.  And asked us to check on her at lunch time.

Mark went home at lunch, and the hamster was moving around as usual, seemed to be fine.  I suppose she was just chilling this morning.  Now there’s a dramatic hamster.

Dramatic hamster, did you say?

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