Sunday, March 30, 2008
Jack and the banana
From the laundry room, I heard Jack in the kitchen saying "Sorry my sunshine," and when I looked out to see what was going on, he was staring at his banana, about an inch from his face, and began going "Argh, mmm, rar," as he crammed the whole thing into his mouth like an animal. At least he apologized to the banana before he ravaged it. Heh.
Hearing myself...
As I changed Sam's diaper this morning:
S: "Ow, mommy, you huwting my wegs. Ow, ow, ow. Stop it mommy. Weave me awone, I need a wittle space. I need a wittle bit of space."
Whoops. All I could do was laugh. I think I said that to them this very morning. Something along the lines of "Hey, you guys have had 3 breakfasts already and I haven't even had my coffee yet. GOOOOO to the playroom and leave me alone to eat my breakfast. I need a little space."
Somehow it sounds so much cuter coming from a two year old.
S: "Ow, mommy, you huwting my wegs. Ow, ow, ow. Stop it mommy. Weave me awone, I need a wittle space. I need a wittle bit of space."
Whoops. All I could do was laugh. I think I said that to them this very morning. Something along the lines of "Hey, you guys have had 3 breakfasts already and I haven't even had my coffee yet. GOOOOO to the playroom and leave me alone to eat my breakfast. I need a little space."
Somehow it sounds so much cuter coming from a two year old.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Overheard
Last night Jackson was in time out for being generally fussy and asking about a million times for a snack even after having a bunch of snacks and being told he had to wait for dinner. Sam sat at the kitchen table watching Jackson who was stranded in the time out spot in the dining room. Sam dangled his legs from the chair, kicking them softly and looking around, and stared for a few seconds in Jackson's direction, and then the taunting began.
S: with a finger pointed, "Jashon, you in time out ...you stay dere and don't get up or mommy spank you heinie."
J: "SAM, NOOOOO. Mommy will NOT spank my heinie."
S: still pointing his finger, "No, YOU, Jashon. You stay dere and don't get up. You bein nasty."
J: "SAM, NOOOOOO!"
S: "No YOU, JASHON. YEEEEEEEEES!"
I let it go on a few seconds more, then told Sam to leave Jackson alone in time out. After Jackson's time out stint had ended, Sammy was wandering around doing his usual shenanigans, namely smacking everyone he passed. After getting about 6 people in the room, I said
"Sammy, stop that. It's not nice to hit people. Do you want Mommy to hit you?"
S: "NO."
J: "YES, I think you should."
Aaah, brotherly love.
S: with a finger pointed, "Jashon, you in time out ...you stay dere and don't get up or mommy spank you heinie."
J: "SAM, NOOOOO. Mommy will NOT spank my heinie."
S: still pointing his finger, "No, YOU, Jashon. You stay dere and don't get up. You bein nasty."
J: "SAM, NOOOOOO!"
S: "No YOU, JASHON. YEEEEEEEEES!"
I let it go on a few seconds more, then told Sam to leave Jackson alone in time out. After Jackson's time out stint had ended, Sammy was wandering around doing his usual shenanigans, namely smacking everyone he passed. After getting about 6 people in the room, I said
"Sammy, stop that. It's not nice to hit people. Do you want Mommy to hit you?"
S: "NO."
J: "YES, I think you should."
Aaah, brotherly love.
Easter at church



This is the way I actually spent the church service on Easter Sunday. The boys and I always end up in the lobby, and they LOVE to run cars on the "track" that goes around the ministry desk. What's that you ask? Was it noisy, obnoxious, and probably inappropriate? Why yes, it was, thankyouverymuch. BUT, they weren't screaming, so Happy Easter to all!
Going to church on Easter

We look so calm, don't we. Funny thing is, I had already lost: the house keys, the baby pacifier, the camera, left 28 things inside and had to run back for them, and church was starting pretty much while we were taking these pictures. It was a little hectic. As usual, heh.
Olivia's preferred sleeping position


What did the Easter Bunny bring this year?



Uncle Mikey and Aunt Ana sent beautiful stuffed bunnies and small bags of yummy chocolates for each child, and I put them with their baskets. They're so cute, I think I may put them out every year next to the baskets.
Time with family

Easter Egg hunt AGAIN





The second Easter Egg Hunt of the season took place at a church where there were 25,000 eggs. That's right...25,000! It was cool to watch the kids move down the field like a swarm of locusts. The kiddos had great fun, and Sam got really competitive once he stopped opening each egg and trying to devour the candy inside! I must've told him a million times to wait until it was over and THEN we would have a treat! His sweet tooth is outta control!!
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Connor Shoes
SO I decided to put some shoes in the boys' Easter baskets. You know, something sandal-ish to announce the start of Spring and warm weather. I've done it each year. And besides, the other 18 million things I have for their baskets just will never be enough. I went to Children's Place last night and scored some cheap flip flops, and then my neighbor mentioned some cute imitation Crocs at another shoe store. Sam and I went into the shoe store today while Jack was at school, and as soon as he saw them, he said "Wook, mommy. Connor shoes!" and pointed right at the shoes my neighbor suggested; the same ones her son (and my kids' idol) wore all of last summer. I figured I'd try them on him to make sure I was buying the right size, but then he refused to take them back off. As I watched him stumble around the store, tripping over his feet, I started to wonder if this was a good idea. BUT, as my neighbor pointed out, our kids leather sandals were FUNKY by mid summer last year from foot odor, and the crocs (ish) shoes can be cleaned out and deoderized really regularly. I was running late to pick Jackson up from school, and just discovered Livi dropped a diaperload of disgustingness that needed immediate attention, so I gave up and let him wear them out. Now, because I wasn't the FIRST mother there for pickup, (I was still 6 minutes early by the way), Jackson was hysterical when I arrived and could scarcely be comforted. When he got to the car, immediately Sam started showcasing his Connor shoes. "Wook, jashon, I got CONNOR shoes. Wook at dem!" And Jackson immediately wanted HIS Connor shoes, too. When I put them on his little feet, he was beaming. "Do you like them?" I asked. "Like them? I LOOOVE them!" he declared, and totally made my day. Then they ate Lightning McQueen fruit snacks the whole way home (you know, the ones I bought this morning because Sam dropped his pacifier UNDER the shelves at the grocery store and there was no way I could let him put it back in his mouth- I mean the floor is one thing, but under the shelves- that's another). Spoiled? Never.
Easter Bunny requests





We visited the Easter Bunny last night so the boys could put in their orders for basket fillers. So far, they have changed their minds several times, so they will be getting pretty much everything they asked for and a bit more. I'm a sucker. I mean the Easter Bunny is, wink wink.
Easter Egg Hunt with Neighbors







On Saturday our neighbor held an Easter egg hunt just for the kids on our street. The boys had a ball, and it was so nice to get out in the sunshine and spend some time with our fabulous neighbors!
Chuck E Cheese Potty Celebration





On Wednesday, March 12, we finally took Jack to Chuck E Cheese for his potty training success! He was SOOOO excited, and kept saying "Thank you so much Mommy and Daddy for pizza for dinner. Thank you SO much Mommy and Daddy for Chuck E Cheese. I LOVE Chuck E Cheese!" The kids were all as good as gold, sharing tokens and taking turns. They even picked out decent prizes at the end of the night. Thank heavens potty training is done for one!! Hurray!
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Twubble
Overheard from the time-out spot:
"Jashon, I in twubble. BUUUUUUT"
"Come on, Sammy. You can come out of there now."
"Jashon, I in twubble. BUUUUUUT"
"Come on, Sammy. You can come out of there now."
Friday, March 14, 2008
"Short pants"





I am loving this fabulous warm weather- its 78 degrees today and the boys are happily playing outside. We met some friends at the playground this morning, and it was still a bit cool- long pants and long sleeves. But this afternoon they were hot in their clothes, so we changed into shorts and short sleeves, and they were thrilled. They stared down at their legs and have been running around barefoot. I keep hearing them say "I have on SHOWT pants. See?" Come on Spring!
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