They Make Me Smile

Jack just came up to me with half a yellow Froot Loop shoved up his nose and said, "Mom, pretend this is a booger."
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Kenley: Knock. Knock.
Me: Who's there?
K: Orange.
M: Orange who?
K: Orange just went out front without even asking!
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Each day Isaac has to write a sentence using the word of the day - or something like that. Today's word was "kennel" and here is his sentence: If I was a superhero I would throw my house in a kennel and walk to the Grand Canyon.
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Jeremiah: Knock. Knock.
Me: Who's there?
J: Mango.
M: Mango who?
J: Mango wherever his woman go.

Because I Just Want to Have Fun!

So I'm trying something I've never done before because I need something fun to do! I'm going to participate in a swap. My friend has participated in Mamarazzi's swaps before and I am always uber jealous of the fun packages she receives. I'm really excited! Now I really have to think, "What are my favorite things?"

Is This Funny to Only Me?

Perhaps the joy of digital photography is that you feel okay about taking pictures like this one.
Does anyone else see what I see? 'Cause I see a bubble butt. Maybe it's cause I don't get out much, but I took this picture in May and I am still laughing. I guess if you're destined to a life of servitude be a stay-at-home mom you get your laughs where you can. Haha...I said can.

Maybe I shouldn't blog after taking Nyquil...

Open Mouth, Insert Foot

It's cute when babies do it literally. Not so cute when adults do it figuratively. That's just one of life's little quirks.

P.S. I need a better tag for Hewitt than "Number 4." Any suggestions?

Nonsense & Nonsensibility

Will someone please explain to me why my children constantly run through the house until I need them to hurry? Isaac wakes up a full hour before the bus comes. When he gets up he's expected to eat, get dressed, brush his teeth and grab his backpack. A rigorous regimen, to be sure. One hour seems beyond sufficient but every morning we are scrambling in the minutes before he needs to leave to catch the bus. Then it seems like all afternoon he is running around the house, running into walls, siblings and other things and we just can't get him to slow down. Anyway, there's my rant. (Hey, no one is forcing you to read this.)

The morning does bring out some funny things, though. This morning Isaac poured himself a large bowl of Frosted Mini Wheats Little Bites. When he actually finished I said, "I have to admit I didn't think you'd eat all that cereal, but it looks like I was wrong."

"Yep. When kids need to eat you just gotta let them eat. All the fiber in here is going to keep me full and focused." (Kudos to the Kellogg's marketing team.) "I'm really, really, really full. Actually, more than 3 'reallies'." (Has anyone ever written the plural of really? Did I do it correctly?)

And then he said something else that was funny just before he left, but I forgot. I probably could have focused better had I too been really, really, really full.

Day 100

Isaac is coming up on his 100th day of school. He was assigned to gather and display a group of 100 things. I signed up to help out in his classroom on Monday (let's hope I don't forget this time) for their 100 Days celebration where we will be making snack bags of 100 things and doing other stuff...I don't really know. All I know is that last night - right before bedtime - Isaac remembered that his 100 things display was not due on Monday, it was due today.

Out came the glue, the crayons and the construction paper. Oh, and the noodles and the beans. Isaac decided that the mini farfalle reminded him of chickens and that we could use beans for the dirt. Jeremiah managed to locate some ancient gel glue which required approximately 90 lbs of pressure to squeeze out a single drop. (I did the squeezing while Jeremiah and Kenley played Super Mario Brothers. Someday I want to be the dad.) On the bright side, after ten reps. of ten I have forearms to rival Popeye's.

I drew the first few chicken bodies so Isaac would get the idea and then he drew the rest. Each chicken has 2 pasta wings and 8 beans for earth (2+8=10x10 chickens = 100). I wished I had some white beans open and the chickens could have laid eggs.

(Do the chickens have large talons? Why yes, Napolean, they do.)

Although it was last minute, I thought it turned out pretty cute and creative. But I have a sneaking suspicion that maybe it really isn't due until Monday...

(Also, why does Blogger take out my spaces between paragraphs?)

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I learned on Sunday that Jack has a nurturing side.

Apparently during nursery he grabbed a baby doll, nursed it and patted it's back while soothing it with the words, "It's okay, baby Hewitt, just eat this breast."

But the crowning moment, according to all who witnessed it, was when he pulled away and exclaimed, "Ow!"