Amy says
Mom: “What’s the frowny face for, Amy?” Amy: “I need my own iPod so I can listen to MY music.” So, I pulled out the camera and took a picture of her giant pout.
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Tommy says
Mom: “Dude, your laundry does n-” Tommy: “Mu-ther! You are TOO OLD to talk that way!” Mom: “!”
Sarah knows everything now
When we’re in the car, Sarah and Tommy usually have their own music playing and I control the music on the car radio. While waiting for Doug and Noah to finish at Boy Scouts, I learned Sarah was without her own music when she leaned toward the front of the van and complained. Sarah: “What […]
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hair envy
Amy: “Is my hair straight yet? I want to make it straight and pretty like Sarah’s.” Sarah: “I hate my hair. Why did Amy get curly hair instead of me?” Update – I once walked in the bathroom unbeknown to Doug. He was taking a shower and singing. I don’t think I can do it […]
Amy says
“Mom, A has presents under her tree and there’s nothing under ours. When Santa brings our presents I’m gonna go next door and tell her I can’t play because I’m busy with MY presents.” Jealous much?
Amy says
“Mom, I’m putting Barbie’s shoes on my dresser cause I need them for action fingers and I don’t want Evan choking on them or pooping them. Okay?” She’s just too thoughtful.
Amy says
“I’m on Santa’s good list? Yay!” What about Evan? “He’s good, like me.” What about Noah? “He’s real good.” What about Sarah? “She’s on the naughty list.” I know she’s grumpy, but I think she’s a good girl. “She talks really mean to everybody.” What about Tommy? “He’s a good boy.”
no fingerprints
trees are for climbing We had a typical southern Thanksgiving today. We spent the morning lounging in our jammies. We went to the grandparents’ house and ate a monster meal midday. The grandparents napped while the children played outside in the beautiful 65 degree weather. Trees were climbed, sticks were thrown and, of course, there […]
Happy Thanksgiving!
A turkey is a funny bird, Its head goes wobble, wobble, All it knows is just one word, “Gobble, gobble, gobble.” Sarah learned the turkey poem when she was in kindergarten. I tried teaching the poem to Amy. “No mom, our turkeys don’t talk cause their heads are chopped off so you can eat ’em.” […]