Monday, September 29, 2008

No pineapple for you!

Tonight while we were eating dinner Mimi (Hubby's mom) called. When the phone rang Mess 2 was screaming because she was hungry, Mess 1 was singing some song or another, and the beagle was barking at the dog next door.

Norman Rockwell has nothing on us.

After I started feeding Mess 2 and the decibel level dropped Mess 1 started talking to Mimi. She asked him why his sister stopped screaming and he told her "My mommy is feeding her."

Mimi asked what she was eating, so he proceeded to tell her everything that was on his plate. After he told her he was eating pineapple Mimi asked if Mess 2 could have pineapple. Mess 1 very calmly replied:

"No, she's a girl."

Apparently we are not doing a very good job explaining the differences between boys and girls.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Morning serenade

The dyslexic version of "You Are My Sunshine"

Are you my sunshine?
Only my sunshine?

A combination of two versions of "The Wheels on the Bus"

The wheels on the bus go vroom, vroom, vroom

Sung to the chorus of "The Wise Man Built His House Upon the Rock"

The light turned green so we ca-an go
The light turned green so we ca-an go

And a variety of others, along with the running commentary about the COWS!, the HORSES!, the LAKE!, the BOATS!, and the TRAIN TRACKS! (BUMPITY-BUMP MOMMY). It's our own little morning variety show, executed with great enthusiasm.

We're going to have to start keeping the video camera in the car...

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

My smiley girl

We see this face a lot these days. It's so fun!!

But her Daddy's going to have to do something about this one, before she gets old enough to make this face at boys...

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Where does he come up with this stuff?

I'm going to have to start an on-going series called "Conversations with Mess 1." The things that come out of his mouth these days crack me up and boggle my mind by turns.

Here's this morning's installment.

As we were on the way in this morning, I was thinking about the meeting with the staff from our Federal oversight group and how much work had to be done before the meeting started at 1:00, when my sweet boy commented on the pink clouds from the sunrise. He then told me about the airplane and asked where it was going.

"To the airport."

"Oh, where are we going Mommy?"

"Well, you and your sister are going to school, and Daddy and I are going to work. Then Daddy will pick you up this afternoon and we'll all go home and have dinner together."

He was quiet for a second, and then said "Oh, that sounds like a lovely day."

Yes, my baby, it does. Thanks for the reminder.

More stories to come...