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Thursday, April 14, 2011

Conversations with Emily

Emily Grace

My two oldest children attend school. Tyler is in Kindergarten and Shelby is in 2nd grade. Emily goes to a daycare/preschool. We have always just called it "school" for her too because that makes her feel like a "big kid". Most days she is very excited about school as she enjoys the activities, songs, and she loves her teacher(s).

One particular day this week, Emily found herself in the midst of one of her frequent "terrible twos" melt downs and she informed me that she was not going to school today. When asked her why, she said that school was out today and then she proceeded to point to the sign out front of the school. This particular sign says the name of the daycare center. Of course Emily had decided that this sign said otherwise. She then informed me that this sign said, "Do not go to school today"!

Yes, folks my two year old daughter can now read signs and if you tell her otherwise,

be prepared for the melt down!

Tuesday, February 08, 2011

The Boss

Emily was home from daycare yesterday because she's had a pretty bad cough. Sunday evening and Monday morning she just didn't act like she felt that great so I kept her home with me. After we dropped the big kids off at school, she seemed fine so I didn't call the doctor's office.

This morning she woke up coughing worse and now has a bump behind her right ear which I am guessing is probably a swollen lymph node. So, she's home with me again today.

This is the second week for me to be "working from home" so to speak. I moved our office from the shop in town back to the house so that in occasions like this, I could still work and be home with sick children. We are also expecting "significant amounts of snow accumulation" tomorrow so it looks like they will all three be here tomorrow.

I can't get Emily in to see the doctor until 3, so I have been doing a little bit of office work and house work. She has found herself a little roost in the spindles between the office and living room. She calls that "her spot". She plopped down there this morning and told me that she was "in chawge". It was too cute. I am glad to have some company. I am not sure how it will work out this summer with all three of them home, but I am going to give it a try. As long as I can get Emily back in to daycare when school starts back, I plan on keeping her home during the summer as well. We'll just have to see. Spring break will be a good time to try it out.

For now we're prepared for the expected snow. Emily and I got milk, bread, and coffee creamer this morning. Bring it on, baby!!! What's the weather like in your neck of the woods?

Monday, February 07, 2011

Let's hear it for the Green Lawn Packers!

Last night as we watched Super Bowl XLV (and don't ask me which one that is because I can most certainly not read Roman numerals!!), my 8 year old daughter asked me which team I was cheering for. I informed her that it really didn't matter to me. She then proceeded to tell me that she wanted to cheer for "Green Lawn".

Looks like I'm not the only one ready for spring!

Go Green Lawn's!

Saturday, January 08, 2011

Do you put Jello in your hair?

Tyler needs a hair cut in a BAD way. He has thick, coarse hair and it grows out curly, so there is nothing you can do with it...it just looks like a poofy mess. We usually keep it buzzed off pretty short. With the holidays, sickness, etc we just haven't had time to get it trimmed.

I thought I'd put some gel in it and give him a bit of a spiky look, well as best we can with his hair. It looked really cute, and I guess I doted over it too much 'cause he did NOT like it so he went in there and brushed it down.

After I dropped him off at school I get a message from his teacher telling me that he told the class he had "Jello" in his hair!

From the mouths of babes! *LOL*

Thursday, January 06, 2011

Conversations with Emily

My 2 year old daughter and I were on the way to pick up the older two kids from school and the sun was shining in her eyes. She requested her sunglasses. Unfortunately they were not in the car which prompted this conversation:

Emily: "Mommy, will you please get the sunshine out of the sky?"

Me: "Emily, only God can do that, not mommy."

Emily...looking up toward the sky with sheer concentration, "God, will you please get the sunshine out of the sky?"

Thursday, December 09, 2010

Teacher, What's in That Cup?!

As the kids were helping me clear the table after dinner, we were talking about Tyler and some of his friends from school. He mentioned the name of one of his friends and I informed him that his teacher had sent me a picture of the two of them with a caption of "Sweet Boys". I laughed and said I think she made the word plural accidentally 'cause surely she wouldn't use the term "sweet" to describe Tyler.

{Before you start leaving hate comments, I was only kidding. My son can be sweet when he wants to be.}

I asked Tyler if his teacher was drinking that day. Of course he is only 5, so he said "Yes!!" I laughed because I knew that of course she was drinking, but not "drinking"! He said, she was drinking coffee. To which Shelby (the 8 year old snarky sister) replied, "Oh Tyler, coffee isn't bad. She wasn't drinking beer was she?"

Tyler then says, "Shelby do you know what is in coffee?!?! You must not know how bad it is. It has caffe-N-ine and she drinks four or five cups a day!"

I'm thinking that his teacher might regret that she has a blogging momma's child in her class by the end of the year.

...and for the record, I'd have to have an IV drip of coffee if I were dealing with Kindergarten students all day long!

Wednesday, December 08, 2010

How would you like to sit on a turd!?

Disclaimer: If you find this post offensive, then you probably don't have kids, a sense of humor, or maybe neither.

Emily was told by her teacher at school to sit down to which she promptly replied, "No!"

The teacher, more sternly this time I'm sure told her once again to sit down to which she responded, "I can't, I've got a turd."

The teacher told Emily, "We don't say that".

Emily's response..."Well, I do!!!!!"

Yes, I'm certain it's my fault that Emily refused to sit on her turd. You see, she used to do really well about telling us when she needed to potty, now she sort of runs and hides. She will not tell the truth if you ask her if she's stinky. I will ask her and she will usually say no, only I know she's lying because the smell is causing my eyes to water and the paint on the walls to curl!

When I change her diaper, I have been known to inform her if she has "goat turds" in her diaper. So, dear teacher...it is her mother who taught her such improper behavior. From now on I will teach her the proper way to tell you she has a stinky diaper: "Excuse me, ma'am would you mind removing this rather stinky diaper from my bottom?" Better yet, I'll work on getting this chick potty trained so we don't have to bother with it anymore! We are going to work on this during Christmas break. Wish us luck...and continue to pray for the sanity of her teacher.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Conversations with Tyler

My five year old son has been featured on this blog since he was able to utter his first words. Since then he's kept us all in stitches with his witty banter. These days, it seems as though Emily has given Tyler a run for his money in that department, but yesterday didn't disappoint and gave me some "blog material".

We were all laying around watching the morning cartoons and Tyler joined me on my couch. Somehow he ended up with his hand in my armpit. He was rubbing and he jumped up and said, "Mom you have whispers under your arm?!?!?" Yes, son I have "whiskers" under my arm. I need to shave. He then asked if I had them growing out my nose like Dad. Fortunately, I don't have that problem.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Conversations With Emily Grace

For several nights I've been telling Tyler that I need to clip his fingernails when he gets out of the bath tub. By the time I get him out, dried and clothes on, I forget about the 4 inch fingernails. Last night I decided to just clip them while he was in the tub. I did so and then when he got out, left them laying on the edge of the bath tub.

Fast forward to this morning. I was getting Emily dressed and she emerged with the fingernail clippers. She knows that I do not allow her to play with them, so she came to me and said, "These hut (hurt) me?" I said, "Yes ma'am."

She proceeded to hand them to me and asked me if I would clip her fingernails. I told her that they didn't need clipped just yet. She then proceeded to ask me to clip her finger toes (toe nails). Fortunately they didn't need clipped so we moved on to her dirty diaper.

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Emily Loves Dora

Emily has blossomed into quite the character these days. She is showing signs of potty training. Sometimes she will tell me if she needs to go potty, and other times she will run from me if I ask her. Yesterday this conversation occured:

Emily: "Mommy, I poo-pooed in my diaper."

Me: "You did?! You're not supposed to do that in your diaper, you need to go to the potty and do that like a big girl. I thought you were a big girl?"

Emily: "No, Mommy. I not a big gwirl."

Me: "Oh, so you're a baby."

Emily: "No, mommy I not a baby either."

Me: "Well, if you're not a big girl or a baby, what are you?"

Emily: "I'm two!"

This two year old girl LOVES Dora The Explorer. Shelby had quite the infatuation with this Latino cartoon character as well. Emily got a Dora Cowgirl DVD for her birthday and I think we've watched it over a hundred times since her birthday, less than a month ago! She will pull up a chair in front of the television and use it to stand eye level with Dora and Boots as they're riding on their "horsey".

Kisses for Dora and Boots.

Swiper No Swiping...Awwww man!

"Cowgirl Dora is my fwend."

Monday, September 20, 2010

Conversations With Emily

My two year old daughter, Emily is quite a little talker these days. She just came from her room where she got her a diaper wipe and proceeded to wipe her nose with it. She removes it from her face and then informs me that her nose is "leaking".

Shortly after this she hopped on her brother's back as he was lying on the floor and told him to "giddy-up". As he rode her around the living room, she sang "Old McDonald Had A Farm....E.I.E.I.O!!!

Friday, September 17, 2010

Conversations With Tyler

The other day as I dropped Emily off at daycare Tyler and Shelby spotted another mom who apparently worked in the medical field as she was wearing scrubs. When we returned to the car, Tyler asked me if I saw the woman wearing a "nurse's uniform". I told him that I did not see her to which he responded,

"Well, she was wearing a nurse's uniform so either she's a doctor or the tooth fairy."

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Conversations With Emily Grace

Sour Faced Emily!

My little Emily Grace turned two on the 2nd of September. It is so funny to be able to have conversations with her. She's been such a blessing in our lives. I'll never forget what a surprise it was to find out that we were expecting our third child. When we brought her home, it was quite a change from the norm to get back into a routine with a little baby while my other not so baby girl started Kindergarten. It was a hard transition, but I wouldn't trade it for anything! Emily is such a joy to our family!

Last night as she was lying in bed, I heard her begin to call out softly, "Mommy". I didn't respond thinking that she would eventually drift off to sleep. We had already had story time and night-night lovies so she was ready for sleep. She called out a few times more. I got up and headed to her room when I heard her loudly yell, "Tisha...I'm talkin' to you!!!".

I just couldn't help but laugh. When I got in there she said she just wanted to show me that her baby was asleep. I told her that she needed to go to sleep also and she did just that!

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Just How Old is Old?!

Emily Grace being herself - SILLY!

Next week my little Emily will turn 2! Can you believe it?! It seems like just yesterday I was shocked to discover that we were having baby number three!! She has been such a joy to our lives and I didn't realize how incomplete our family was without her. The kids and I were talking this morning about Emily's birthday. Tyler just turned 5. Nine days after his 5th birthday, Brien had a birthday. He kept asking when his daddy's party was going to be. Tyler's birthday was on a Monday so he had a birthday party the following Saturday. I explained to him that when you get older you don't really have birthday parties.

When we were talking about Emily's birthday this morning and Tyler again asked when Daddy's party was going to be.

Shelby replied: "Daddy doesn't have a party 'cause he's older."

Tyler: "Daddy is not old, Memaw and Papaw are old. Daddy is just BIG, not little like us, but he's not old like Memaw and Papaw!"

Shelby: "I just mean that when you're not a little kid, then you don't get that many presents or a cake. That means you're old."

You don't have to disclose your age. You may be old (32) like me or even older (33) like my husband. But, what do you think makes you old...or young!

Monday, July 19, 2010

Humor in Prayer

Our family always prays before we eat. The kids love to "bless" the food. Sometimes we get a simple prayer, sometimes it's more complex. Sometimes we even get more than one prayer each meal, depending on which child wants to be in the spotlight.

Last night, Tyler said the prayer and we began to eat. Emily decided that she wanted to voice a prayer as well, so we stopped eating and held hands once again and she smiled but did not speak. So, I prompted her, "God is good, God is great..." she smiled and repeated. I continued, "Let us thank him for our food."

I was swiftly corrected by my four year old son, Tyler who informed me that I was NOT saying it right...

"It's LETTUCE thank him for our food, Mom!!!"

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Crash and Burn

There are so many good things about having a little boy. My 4 (almost 5) year old son gives the greatest hugs. He tells me he loves me (a lot!) and he can be so sweet, it makes your teeth hurt. But, for all of those times he is good, there are just as many (if not more!!) times that he makes me want to pull out my hair! On Sunday, we had one of those instances. We were having pot luck at church Sunday night, so I was busily preparing a cheesy broccoli and rice casserole in the kitchen while Brien napped and the kids were ~~secretly plotting against me~~ playing, or so I thought!

As I was putting the casserole in the oven, I heard a loud crashing sound. The most alarming thing about the loud crashing sound was that it was NOT followed by scrambling feet. So, I was worried that someone might have been trapped underneath some sort of debris. I jumped up and ran in the direction of the crash. I was met at my bedroom door by my 4 year old (previously mentioned) son who had a horrified look on his face.

"What happened?!!" I said

"Nothing!" He mustered as he was pushing me out of my bedroom.

"What did you break?!" I said as I began to frantically search the walls for pictures, televisions, etc. Everything looked like it was in tact. Suddenly, as I walked into my bathroom, the sketchy details began to unravel on what happened.

I have a mirrored vanity which has three different mirrors with cabinets behind them. Apparently, Tyler had crawled up on the cabinet/sink and was playing around and somehow knocked the door/mirror down which first hit the cabinet and then the tile floor.

Needless to say we have a cabinet with no door/mirror now and I've picked a couple of slivers of glass from my feet. Thankfully Tyler was unhurt and even more so, thankfully Emily or Shelby wasn't standing underneath the big crash!

Some day when the house is quiet, I'm going to miss all of those big hugs, big kisses, and big crashes!!

Wednesday, July 07, 2010

Conversations with Tyler

Sweet 4 year old (chocolate covered) Tyler

Tyler is my four year old son. Last night we had this conversation:

Tyler: Mommy, I love you all the way to Jesus.

Me: Wow, that's a long way but I love you all the way to Jesus AND BACK!

Tyler: Well, actually that's not very far 'cause Jesus is in your heart.

...okay, all together now: Awwwww! He can be sweet, even when he's awake.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Mommies Don't Have Mommies!!

On Sunday night, Mother's Day as I tucked my 4 year old son, Tyler into bed I thanked him for the best Mother's Day ever. I told him that I was so lucky to have a wonderful son like him and how much I thank God every day for my blessings. As we prayed, we thanked God for my Mom (his Nanny) and my Mother-in-Law (his Memaw). Afterward, he boldly stated, "Mommies don't have mommies!!"

I explained to him that my mommy was Nanny. He laughed and said, "She can't be your mommy, she's my nanny!!"

I tried to explain exactly how it was possible. My mom had me, then I had him so that made her my mom and his nanny. He just laughed and said, "No! She's just my nanny not your mommy."

I laughed and the exchange began between us "No she's mine - No mine!"

Tyler then proclaimed that he knew who my mom was and it was not Nanny 'cause she was his. My mom is...Aunt Lulu (My sister, Mandy!). Although I couldn't wait to tell her this, I could not explain to a four year old the fact that I was born before her so there was no way possible that she was my mommy.

It reminded me of all the times we were younger and people would ask who was the oldest and we would make them choose. They would always think she was older and I hated it! Now (three kids later) I only wish people still thought I was the youngest!

Wednesday, May 05, 2010

Don't Swallow Your Gum!

Sweet Kisses!

As I was changing my 19 month old daughter's diaper, I was greeted with an unwelcomed surprise. As Tyler entered her room and noticed that she had diarrhea, he explained to me why.

Tyler: Emily's got diarrhea, huh?

Me: Yup, her tummy must not be feeling good.

Tyler: It's 'cause she swallowed gum!

Me: Oh, really? That gives you diarrhea?

Tyler: Yeah, it happened to me one time when I swallowed gum!

Thursday, April 29, 2010

What food does your flab resemble?

My four year old son, Tyler asked me this morning if I was pregnant again!

When I asked why, he continued to push on my flabby belly and said that my belly was mushy like smashed potatoes so I must be having a baby!

"Nope, no baby!" I informed him. "Just eating too much smashed potatoes."

Personally, I think it more closely resembles cottage cheese than smashed potatoes...but to each their own.

Now, I'm hungry!

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