Wednesday, March 10th, 2010
Wordless Wednesday: YUM
Monday, March 8th, 2010
More Colin-isms
Today in the car on the way home:
Colin: Delaney, do you know what it means to “observe”? It means you look all around turning head from side to side and look for a bird or a pond or a marsh.
More conversation from on the way home:
Colin: Mommy, can I tell you about the marsh?
Me: Of course!
Colin: Well, we saw a beaver jam where the beavers live. They build jam for their home. And we saw the water and some birds and a crayfish…and…and getting excited we even got to throw sticks in the water!
And just for fun, here’s one from Delaney:
Delaney: I am just so mad at her, she should have said she was sorry.
Me: Well, maybe she didn’t feel sorry, so she didn’t say sorry.
Delaney: but she hurt my feelings!
Me: I understand. But “sorry” doesn’t always solve everything.
Delaney with attitude: Oh YES it DOES!
Sunday, March 7th, 2010
Early morning conversation
Chris: Colin, did you know that today you are three and three-quarters?
Colin: Me?
Chris: Yes, you. You are three-and-three-quarters.
Colin: Oh, does that mean I get to go to kindergarten?
Chris: You won’t go to kindergarten, buddy; you are a Montessori kid.
Colin: But dad, you go to kindergarten when you grow taller. When you are BIG.
I don’t know where this kindergarten obsession came from. People often ask me if Delaney is in kindergarten, and I explain – as shortly as possible – that there is no “kindergarten” in Montessori education, but the classes are multi-age. I explain that she is in a full-day program which could be compared to a typical kindergarten year. But I don’t know where/when/why Colin latched on to this whole “kindergarten” idea.
Total side note: kindergarten or kindergarden? My spell checker is confused…
Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010
I’ll be your friend, Mommy
Today Colin overheard me talking on the phone to a friend, asking her to come with me to dinner. Then he heard me telling Chris that several of my friends were busy, and that no one was available to have dinner with me. This is the conversation that followed:
Colin: I’ll go to dinner with you, Mommy.
Me: You will? Thanks buddy!
Colin: I’ll be your friend, too, until you find another one.
Me: Thanks!
Colin: We can go to Chic-Fil-A and eat chicken and be friends.
My sweet boy! Always looking out for his mommy…
Tuesday, March 2nd, 2010
Check out my new blog!
Because I have so much time on my hands (haha), I started a new, fun blog. So stop on by and help me populate this new site!
See ya there!
Sunday, February 28th, 2010
Guest Post: Breasts
I came across this image the other day and was showing it to Tara a little bit ago when she declared that she had to have it. So rather than just email it to her so she can just email it to a bunch of friends I decided to post it. Initially I was gonna post it over on my blog but it just didn’t seem to even remotely fit into my topic categories. Besides, I can just imagine the comments that it would get there. So here it is…
Saturday, February 27th, 2010
Inside the mind…literally
This morning, Colin crawled into bed with me at 7:30 and started talking. Here’s a sample…
Me: Colin, you need to put pants on – you are COLD! as I shiver and move my body away from his
Colin: Yeah. I am cold. My thalamus said I am cold. It makes me cold.
Me: emphatically Your THALAMUS? (just making sure I heard him correctly)
Colin: Yeah, my thalamus. It is inside my head points to his head and it tells me I’m cold.
Me: asking again to make sure I understood your thalamus…
Colin: Yeah, my thalamus.
Wow – where did he learn THAT??!! For you anatomy-lite readers, it is actually the hypothalamus that regulates body temperature. The thalamus is for sensory processing and relays information from the sensory organs to the cerebral cortex. But thalamus/hypothalamus – I still don’t know where he learned that. In an anatomy lesson with my fifth graders, they didn’t know what or where the thalamus was! I hope he remembers this until fifth grade.
Friday, February 26th, 2010
Overheard Conversation
Colin: Mom, how do you do push ups?
Delaney: You go own and and up and down and up and down and up.
Colin: No, that’s how do you do squats. How do you do push ups?
Delaney: No – you hold yourself up on your feet and hands on the ground and go down and up and down and up.
Colin: Oh yeah.
Thursday, February 25th, 2010
A Chess(t) Dilemma
At our new school, chess is part of the vernacular. Everyone aged four-and-a-half and over play chess. When one turns five, he or she can attend the official chess class and participate in chess club. However, in my house, we play chesst. It is exactly like chess, but with a “t”.
But on to the dilemma…
Delaney has not been interested in participating in chess, even though she was terribly excited about it when she was four-and-nine-tenths. She was excited about it for a few months after turning five, too. But the other day, she was excused from chess K-1 chess club with a total temper-tantrum brewing. She told me, “I wanted to be WHITE!” Well, many many conversations followed about picking our color, and how sometimes we are white and sometimes we are black, and how both people get to pick colors sometimes, and…and…and…you get the idea. Well tonight I got to the bottom of this new-found anti-chesst-movement.
Last night Delaney informed me that black is for BOYS and white is for GIRLS. So she always wants to be WHITE since she’s a girl. Now, this whole time I thought she wanted to be white because of the advantage of going first, but now I realize it’s simply aesthetic. Oh well…
Tuesday, February 23rd, 2010
I love you. Mommy
The kids have started adopting the use of “I love you” at appropriate times, like bedtime. I love it! It is so sweet to hear your baby tell you that she or he loves you.
Speaking of bedtime, last night Colin told me, “Lets not go anywhere for a lot of days. Lets stay home tomorrow and the next day and the next day.” Wow – eager for time at home? The kid just had a week’s vacation from school due to illness – you’d think he’d want to have fun at school.
Luckily tonight he asked me if he could go to school tomorrow. “Yes,” I answered. “Good,” he said. “I like to go to school.”
And speaking of school, today I overheard the kids talking about PE. They played a game called Home Base – something about running around the bases all the way to their teacher, then (this is important) getting back in line. Delaney stated emphatically that she didn’t like this game “because it took too long.” Colin responded, “But Delaney, you have to let your school friends have a turn, too!”
Monday, February 22nd, 2010
The funny things they say
If I never blogged about anything else again except the things that come out of their mouths, I could keep this blog going every day (several times per day) describing only their words. Kids are hilarious!!
Lately Delaney has been obsessed with being pregnant or people looking pregnant lately. So the other evening, Chris stuck Colin’s “buddies” up his shirt, pooching out his shirt. Delaney turned to me and said, “Mommy, Colin looks pregnant!” Then again the other day, she stuck a big bouncy ball down her shirt and turned to me with it sticking out and asked, “Mommy, do I look pregnant?” I don’t know where she heard that or where she learned about looking pregnant, but she mentions it every time we see a pregnant woman or a woman who might be pregnant. She also asked me a month or so ago if our neighbor was going to have a baby. I thought maybe she was, and Delaney was using her “kid’s intuition” to know before everyone else. But alas, she is not expecting, so that kid intuition failed.
Sunday, November 1st, 2009
Halloween, 2009
I realized that I’ve been blogging for a LONG TIME because this is the THIRD Halloween I’ve blogged about. Whew!
This year was awesome! The kids didn’t whine or cry, and for the first year ever, Colin was healthy. They walked around the block, said “Trick or Treat” and “Thank You” at each house, and actually enjoyed the whole trick or treating experience. AND we didn’t have to actually go to every house!
Delaney got to hand out candy to the trick or treaters, too, which was the icing on the cake for her. She was chasing trick or treaters down with the candy bucket trying to fill their bags. It was hilarious!
Colin as SuperWhy
Delaney as a water fairy
Sunday, October 25th, 2009
Keeping track
A while ago I purchased a notebook for making little notes about the cute and funny things the kids do or say. I must say, the notebook has come in very handy – at restaurants and doctor’s offices while waiting. Unfortunately it hasn’t done anything for my lack of memory. Now instead of forgetting to remember what I wanted to blog about, I forget to write down what I wanted to blog about and therefore forget to blog. A vicious cycle.
Anyhow, the kids are exceedingly funny all the time. Today Colin said to me, “Mommy, that’s a very beautiful witch on your shirt” (I’m wearing one of my classic Halloween tees). I found that particularly hilarious since witches aren’t usually considered “very beautiful.”
Colin’s newest verbal endeavor is a foray into the classic potty talk. Everything is “poopy” or “caca.” It’s particularly lovely when, instead of speaking to someone, he says “POOPY” and looks away. Yeah, lovely. I have been trying to remind him that if he wants to talk like that, he can go into the bathroom. So far it hasn’t worked. But it is a mere phase, and I just need to keep reminding myself of that fact.
Colin recently took Chris’ clippers to his hair, so he is now a hair-less boy – we ended up having to shave his head totally as he really did a number on it himself. Mind you, he did this while I was away with the girls, so I “heard” about it via text message to my phone. Later that evening when I was telling the kids goodnight, Delaney informed me that “Colin cut his hair” and to “check my cell phone” to see what it looks like. I guess we’re raising them right, right? My almost-five-year-old has discovered the instant-gratification of technology.
Oh the things they do and say! If only I’d write them down when they happened…I’d have so much more to blog about…assuming I actually remembered to turn on my computer and write.