Sunday, November 21, 2010

Living with a 7 year old!


A few nights ago Jack and I were chatting before his bedtime. I asked him what was the most important thing to do before finding a girl to marry....thinking this would be a perfect opportunity to cement some important truths in his little mind. His response:
Find a BEAUTIFUL ring and then ask her "will you marry me".
Awww...he is such a little romantic that whoever gets him better appreciate it or else...

Friday, November 19, 2010

My Sweet Little....



Do I dare say , Fallen Angels?

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Living with a 2 year old...


If I can say one thing about my little Tyke - he is NEVER lukewarm. Hot or cold you will never wonder where he stands on any given issue. He can be sweet as sugar and melt your heart - he can be loud and obnoxious and make you want to pull your hair out. Yesterday was just "one of those days". I decided to record a couple of things mainly so that when he is older I can read this to him and tell him to re-consider any thoughts on having his own child!

7:15 a.m. - Matt laying in my bed crying and yelling "I want my fish"!!!! (me) "What fish Matthew? I don't know what you are saying. Are you saying F I S H?? (matt) "I WANT MY FISH!" (me) "Where is it?". (matt) In the trunk! I'll spare you the rest of this exchange because we just kept going back and forth since I had NO idea what he was talking about. Fast forward 30 minutes and we get into the truck - (matt) "MY FISH!!!!". Puzzle solved. A friend had given him some happy meal toy and it was a plastic looking robot fish? Ok - fast foward another 30 min. and we are back home. Thoughtful mommy brings in the fish, lays it on the table and says "there's your fish Matt-matt". (matt screaming) "Its NOT A FISH!". Oh I give up!

But that's not all. After we dropped Laila off and were heading down to Jack's school Matthew says "Where's Laila". (me) "She's at school". (matt) "NO she's not!" (me) Ok then where is she Matthew?" (matt) no response. (jack) "Where is she Matt-matt?" (matt screaming) I don't know! Quit talking to me. OH MY GOSH!!!!!". (me) "We don't say that!" (matt) OH my gosh!!!!". (me) "We don't say that Matt. Say oh my goodness". (matt) "OH MY GOODNESS!"

Thankfully he quickly went to a friends house where I'm told he was good. I have my doubts!

Living with a 9 year old


Laila (at 7:30 a.m.) "Mom, why do you have a tattoo when the Bible says
that you are not supposed to mark your body?"