Mack has really gotten into a habit of saying, “But I am your BABY.” He says it when he is asked to do something he doesn’t want to do. “Mack, go upstairs and get your underwear on.” “I CAN’T GO UP THE STAIRS CUZ I AM YOUR BABY.” This morning he stood at the top of the stairs asking me to come and get him. “Mack, you can come on down those stairs.” “BUT I CAN’T COME DOWN THE STAIRS UCUZ I AM YOUR BABY!!!!!!!” Oh my. He is my baby though. He does have that right, but he must start doing some things on his own. I can’t believe he starts being a Cubbie in a couple of weeks. How on earth am I gonna teach him to memorize a verse? Lord, help me!
Gran and PawPaw decided to take a trip up here to visit all of us this past Thursday. We enjoyed having them here. They were so very nice and took the kids to see Toy Story 3 again. Popcorn and all! They also took them to lunch afterwards. What did I do with myself, you ask? I read in a […]
This week we went to the Bounce House. The kids loved it and were exhausted after we got home. The Barsh family met us up there; their family has 2 girls and a boy like us. They are all in the same grades, too. They had a ton of fun together. Molly loves GiGi and talks about her a lot. […]
Mack was chomping on popcorn while we watched NEMO this evening. He spotted my cup of water and said, “Ooooh, I want some water.” And he proceeded to gulp every bit of it down. I said, “Well, Mack, you need to go get Mama some more water.” He thought about it, then handed me the empty cup and said, in an adult-talking-to-a-kid voice, “You can go get the water. You are a big girl.” Oh my goodness. What am I going to do with that little stinker?!
I had a Gynecologist appointment this morning. I had put it off for as long as I should have. When you go a million times in three years, this is not an appointment you get excited about making! My appointment was at 7:30 am so that Josh could stay home with the kids. Ain’t much worse than being in your birthday suit and trying to make kids sit still on a chair….goodness forbid that you would have to jump up to stop one of the little ones from touching something and the doctor walking in on you! Always a nightmare for me during my pregnancy days. There is a point to this post, but as a side note, why do I undress and hide my undergarments under my clothes, not wanting the doctor to catch a glimpse of something so personal….only to have him, well…you know. Crazy how the mind works. Ok. Such wonderful memories flood my mind as I park and walk into the building where I spent many pregnant hours! I see young couples with their babies and with pregnant bellies come in and out. I see millions of pictures of newborns on Dr. Bills’ bulletin boards. Such exciting times. One young girl caught my attention. She was a beautiful pregnant gal. She looked well-rested. Her make-up was done. Her outfit was so cute. Her hair looked clean and thick and gorgeous. She was by herself. I asked […]
I hope this isn’t a “guess you had to be there” story…but I have two funny stories to share. #1- As I was taking the kids into Kroger to pick up a few things, I found a touch Blackberry phone on the ground. I was talking outloud and to myself and said, “Oh, some poor lady just lost her phone, probably because she had kids with her at the grocery store and got distracted….” Molly and I were talking about it, and I told her to hold the phone and give it to me if it rang. She kept asking me, “How do you know it is a poor woman’s phone?” I kept answering her and saying, “oh, it may not be a poor woman. Just because you lose your phone doesn’t mean your poor.” I didn’t know why she wanted an answer to that question until she said, “YOU SAID it was a POOR woman who lost this phone.” I laughed so hard at her. #2- Before the grocery store we were in the library just to do get out of the house and do something free. Well, Mack came over and told me he had a headache in his belly. Molly and I just looked at each other and laughed at him. I told him he could go potty if he needed. He said he didn’t. After getting home, unloading the groceries and trying to figure out how […]
So the American Girl Doll magazine came in the mail yesterday. Ruby found it this morning. She was so excited. She was telling me all about it, and then she said, “My doll is in the garage,” with a guilty look on her face. See, we bought the Target GENERATIONS doll. It costs about $25.00. The American Girl doll costs about $100. I said to Ruby, “Yeah, I am glad we didn’t spend $100 dollars on that kind of doll. It seems like you don’t like the doll all that much.” She told me that when it was her birthday she “really liked the doll though.” That meant that for the week of her birthday she thought the doll was incredibly fun to play with. As time passed, she got bored with it. I just reiterated to her that it was fine for that to happen, especially since we got her doll from Target. She said, “Thank goodness for Target, huh?” Yeah, thank goodness for Target.