Monday, September 27, 2010

The Happiest Place on Earth

I interview my kids from time to time and take note of their favorite things. One of the questions is: Where is your favorite place to go and spend time.

With 3 boys, you would think you would get varied answers. My boys were all asked separately and all answered the same...Ms Ande's!!!

Ms Ande also has 3 boys. 3 very outgoing, adventurous, slightly wild/slightly tamed boys. We love them! And they live out in the country where rules likely exist but don't always get enforced. A place where dirt abounds, the great outdoors appeals to there neanderthal senses, and where they just roam for hours and hours. My boys love, love, love Ms Ande's. Did I mention they love it?

We went over to hang out for a play date not too long ago. Ooops, not so sure if that was a good idea. Sure, everything went fantastically...You see, my kids picked up a new obsession.

Bows and arrows. Not toy bows and arrows...Real bows and arrows and quivers and sore fingers...They are in love.

T-Bird has shot before at camp, but there is something so manly about doing it with your friends. Ha.

You had Ande trying to encourage him and let him have a go without too much input. Then you had her peanut gallery giving any and all directions. They crack me up.

I'm sorry, but I think this kid is so cute. He's so tiny compared to the bow and even his friends. Somedays, I think he is so big and then these moments make me aware that he's still my little guy. Shhhh, don't tell him I said that.

T-Bird has had practice since this day. His elbow isn't quite as high and his shot has really improved. It's quite startling and wonderful altogether.
The other kids did really well about giving T his space. Ya, I don't have a picture of Hoot...He layed relatively low on this day. But here is the Professor with his friend. A rocket blaster. Another bit of greatness.
Now the boys are all asking for a bow and arrows. Hmmm...the little two...hmmm....I don't think they will be getting a real one. T-Bird is saving his money and we'll likely allow it. Hoot definitely not. Even though he literally talks out loud in his sleep at night about shooting his arrows. We did go get a toy one just because he was talking about it and dreaming about it constantly. Yes, talking in his sleep every night about a bow and arrow. And since owning it, it has been taken away. Something about having an awesome aim and shooting Professor X directly in the throat. Oh dear, life with that kid.
I wonder how much our play dates will change with the addition of our baby girl. Probably not too much. She's going to have an awesome aim and then tea afterward. Something like that.

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Monday, September 20, 2010

Seen and Heard: Sept 2010

Professor X:
Prof: Momma, can I tell the baby something?
Me: Sure.
Prof: {places his little mouth up to my belly and begins to whisper}
Me: What did you say?
Prof: I told her, you know you are going to have to come out of there someday.

We were getting ready to go out and I was helping the Professor X with his shoes. I heard him mumbling something about running fast. So I asked, When are you going to run fast? His answer, Right about the time I get these shoes on.

Here's a good example of Mr. Sunshine vs Mr. Grump.
The Professor woke up to Little Hoot saying, Good Morning, Ax {what Hoot calls the Prof}.
Prof: It's not a good morning to me. {grumpy, shmumpy tone}
Hoot: It is. See! The sun is up!
Oh the life of a sanguine vs a melancholy. Fight the good fight, Hoot!

Little Hoot:
Hoot began running his fingers through my hair. You should know that Hoot has the sweatiest little hands. This combined with my curly hair equals a maddening sensation for me. Anyway, I was letting him wrap his hands in my hair for a moment when he said, your hair is kind of like a dinosaur, right! I don't even pretend to understand this kid.

The family was just sitting around one evening when out of no where, T-Bird had a look of surprise and disappointment all at once and declared, Oh, I forgot! I was going to burn something today! Oh, shoot. I sure do wish he had remembered to burn something....NOT! Ugh. At least, he allows me to know before he attempts such greatness.

Brett was sure to point out that our baby is due in exactly 3 months. I started panicking a bit. T asked what was going on and I let him know that the baby will be here soon and I have soooooo much to do before she arrives. He threw his hands in the air and looked at me as though I had completely lost it and says, Well, you shouldn't have taken that pregnant test if you weren't ready for a baby!? Those pregnant tests...causing pregnancies...I posted that on Facebook. But I didn't post the rest of the comment. There are those that think I'm great at mothering and the following statement could cast some doubt on that. T continued with, You should have asked me, I could have told you that you weren't ready! That combined with the fact that T-Bird has memorized his brothers birthdates so that he can help check them into childcare...Oh, AND the time he doubted that I could take care of twins and was giving me pointers on how to deal with it if it happened....kinda makes me think this kid doesn't think his Momma has it all together. BUT, I think it really has to do with oldest child syndrome. I was an oldest child and kept my Momma in line. I don't know how she would have made it without me. Har har.

Anyway, I'm sure I have forgotten some of my favorite quips and quotes from this month, but my kids have shanghaied the TV and have Boz the Bear going...Seriously cannot think with Box in the background. Which means this post has come to an end.
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Friday, September 10, 2010

Is There an Echo In Here?

Just to illustrate Hoot's nuttiness:

We have a new neighbor. That neighbor seems to think that my house is not just a second home but his home altogether. While I want our home to be the gathering place--there are boundaries. Boundaries our dear friend doesn't yet grasp. In an effort to help him, my kids are not always allowed to play with him. Especially on whiny, no room picking up days. It's a tight ship. You should pray for my mistreated children.

I was tidying the house and could here Hoot in the background. You should know that yes, sometimes I tune my children out to a degree. I knew Hoot was yelling at his friend through a closed window. I knew that he had been doing this for a little while. Then I stopped to truly listen. Yep, he was doing it again. So desperate. Such a far off dream. He was doing his own echo.

He'll often say, Mom, I need a drink, drink, drink...{voice fading} Or cockadoodledoo, doo, doo....

Because he is a nut. Here is my nut calling to his friend. video

Notice that he ends with, he's coming...Had to head that one off.

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