Sunday, December 25, 2005

Merry Christmas

The day is going well. No blowups yet. But he has been out in the garage for almost an hour so something could be brewing.

The boys all liked the gifts we chose for them. #3 was a hoot. Opening his Bionicle costume he shouted, "Holey Pazoolllleeeeyyyy!" He may be a handful but he definitely makes Christmas fun. Even made both of my parents laugh.

We had strata for breakfast, leftovers and snacked all day. The dinner menu is grilled pork roast, holiday potato casserole, steamed broccoli, salad, strawberry pretzel salad and pumpkin parfaits.

still digesting

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

The Mean Mama

That is me. The Mean Mama.

The boys were behind on their schoolwork. There is a really fun CubScout activity tonight involving a water park. Their father and I told them they had to be finished by 5 pm to be able to have the privilege to go to the activity.

I can honestly say I don't think I have ever seen tears quite so big or sobs so sorrowful. The wailing was tremendous. DS #1 was close. He was only short 4 assignments. DS #2 was never going to make it. They both goofed off too much. Part of me is really sad for them. The other part of me is a bit satisfied they are seeing/feeling the consequences of not finishing their work in a timely manner. I guess I have to really drop the other shoe now. Until they are done with all their bookwork there are no electronics privileges. Man, it is going to kill me.

hanging head in defeat

Mama? Will you please come wipe me?

When will this ever stop? When will the kid wipe his own bottom?

Today I hear the call go out. "Mama! Will you please come wipe me?"
"MAma! Will you please come wipe me?!"
"MAMA! WILL YOU PLEASE COME WIPE ME!!!"

I went to the bathroom and calmly explained to the kid, "You are almost 6, you need to wipe yourself."

His response:
"I am not going to wipe myself until I am sixteen."

What a kid. #3.


My response? "Well, you are going to have a awful sore bottom."

Monday, December 19, 2005

The Little Shyster

The term shyster is something I have grown up with. Not everyone has this word in their vocabulary. People give me a funny look when they hear it. I always heard my dad talking about this shyster and that shyster. So-and-so is a shyster.

I am raising a shyster. (Just so you know shyster and lawyer are in the same category.) I am not doing it on purpose. He is just that way. He is very smart and very loquacious.

Sunday, after being pulled out of the pew by daddy (because he wasn't being reverent) he decided he wasn't going to be reverent on the stand either while sitting on DH's lap. He was on daddy's lap in front of the entire congregation and still not behaving. Tears were rolling down his face, DH was whispering in his ear and trying to reason with him. What does the kid say? He said, "I will be reverent if you take me to Toys R Us." DH was flabbergasted. I laughed when he told me.

Shyster.

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Tears

tears

she is growing up way too fast

She will walk for #1 and DH. But not for me.

Thursday, December 8, 2005

Heard at Target

We needed new shirts for the Grandma Christmas party. So, 5 kids and one mama off to Target. They were supposed to have long-sleeved polos on sale. We get there do they have the advertised special?

No.

So I start talking to the boys and ask them to pick a shirt.

#1 finds one quickly-solid navy.
#4 finds a sweater and matching hat (which he gleefully wore).
#3 finds a sweater.
#2 is wandering aimlessly so I start pulling shirts off the rack and ask him if he likes them. "Do you like this one?" "How about this?" "This one?" After about 6 shirts, all of them turned down by this persnicketty child, I pull one more off the rack and ask him if he likes it. He looks at me straight in the eye and says without a hint of amusement, "I am not wearing a shower curtain." Turns around and walks over to the sweater rack.

What is a mom to say?

Texas

The days are so different. Instead of mess and homeschool teaching I have a DH working from home and quiet until 2:54 when #6 (who is 10)...