Thursday, August 31, 2006
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Just now a box of homeschool stuff came and I got out some new addition flashcards to look through. Riley and Logan are fighting over them. Logan - "Mom! She's taking too long! You've already done 4's!" He wants them - he's dying for them! Flashcards.
Monday, August 28, 2006
Jeff - We will never have a hamster.
L - Why? I want a hamster!
Jeff - Hamsters smell. We will never have a hamster.
Riley - I want a dog.
Emmie - I don't wanna dog! I wanna cat. Cats don't lick!
Logan - Well, all I want is a goldfish.
Riley - I just want a puppy. Puppies are cute.
Emmie - I don't want a puppy! I just wanna cat. Cats don't lick.
Riley - Dad says that hamsters, well, they don't love you they just poop and crawl around.
That's the pet discussion at my house.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Emmie - I didn't! I did it! Mom, did I?
And again today - I asked "how was your sunday school class" and she answered "great and fearless!"
Friday, August 25, 2006
Me - Hey, Em, how are you doing?
Emmie - Great and fearless!
Me - Did you say "great and fearless?"
Emmie - Yeah, I said "great and fearless!"
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
This was her birthday - she gives the best oh-it's-just-what-I-wanted face ever!
this is Emmie coming into the "wardrobe" - the stuff hanging is fur...
gypsy ballerina fairy princesses - or something...
my tiny tyrant
Emmie - Excuse me, excuse me Mom.
Me - What?
Emmie - Excuse me.
Me - Oh. You're excused.
Emmie - No, Momma, I already 'scused myself.
gipsy girls and cowboy
Friday, August 18, 2006
Me - No.
Em - Please? Pleeeeease?
Me - N0.
Em - Pretty pretty pretty pretty please?
Em - Aaaaaah!
Me - What? Why are you crying?
Em - I'm not crying, I'm just pretending to cry.
Friday, August 11, 2006
The other night I was holding her and listing off adjectives about her like "you're wonderful" and she'd say "yeah" and then I'd say "and precious," "yeah" and so this went on for a while and then I finished and she said "and cruddy?" (sometimes I call her my cruddy-buddy when she's all grimey.) So "cruddy" is her new word. At Target today she said "is it kinda cruddy in here, Mom?"
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
more Emmie quips
"Look, Mom, I made an instument!" (out of two toys)
I just gave the kids some Lemonheads (five apiece, you have to count ahead or else they compare and someone freaks) and Logan hasn't eaten one yet - he's holding them in his hand still, and he just said "If you just gave me four more I could finish my flower." He's made a design with them. Sometimes he holds onto stuff and then it ends up in his pocket therefore in the wash and all over stuff. He's a pack rat.
Today he smooshed sillyputty into his favorite (camo) shorts. That was right before Emmie came to me with her finger held out saying "Look, poo-poo!" and sure enough, it was. So I didn't really have time to freak about the sillyputty. Which was good, in a way.
So tonight everyone got new shoes (thanks Gramma!) at Target. Logan's new church/casuals have a little lion on them and he said "Look! They have Aslan on them!" Riley got cool sneakers (she has "church" shoes that I got at a yard sale last year...) and Emmie slept through the entire experience (even with me trying shoes on her.) She woke up as we were putting her back in her car seat and I told her about her shoes. When we got home she was asleep again, but had put on her shoes (with the little elastic thingy still tying them together.) She loves shoes.
I transplanted sunflowers tonight. Why? Because I realized the pots I had them in were not big enough...and they are the only things that I started from seed that are still alive. I thought it would be cooler by around eight but it wasn't. Plus, now I'm afraid of Black Widows being everywhere. I was paranoid the whole time.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
The glories of Arkansas
This morning Emmie, still not feeling well, wanted the tv on. I agreed, and was turning the channel to something for her. She kept crying and saying "I don't prefer that show!" until I found the right one. What in the world? Jeff just looked at her and said "did she just say she doesn't 'prefer' that?" Polite even in illness, that's my Em.
Friday, August 04, 2006
Thursday, August 03, 2006
"Logan! Is something wrong? Are you okay? What are you thinking about?"
Logan - "Popeye."
Me - "What?"
Logan - "He's not really a sailor. But he's a lot of other things, and really strong."
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
"For Narnia! And for Aslan!" I heard Logan yell this the other day before charging into a room...we watched the movie the other day, and, of course, vbs...
Today's highlights: I bought "Floam." Riley got some for her birthday (thanks Aunt Deb) and Logan's been dying for it, so I got some for Em and Logan to share. Emmie immediately made a "patterkiller" (patricide?) or, caterpillar. Logan made a turtle and put it away. Novelty gone. Just goes to show you, it always looks better on the infomercial.
Next highlight: Lady at Sam's scolding Riley for taking a piece of mahi mahi without knowing what it was. What? She actually said, "No, honey, you shouldn't ever take something without knowing what it is." I pretty much said, "It's fish, Ri, you can have some." Why do older strangers always feel free to scold children? My children? Is it just the south? I guess I'm still just not used to that.
Next highlight: It's really hot here. Oh, that's not a highlight.
Next highlight: Emmie's new potty chair came. I opened the box, put it in the bathroom, and she immediately used it, saying, "Oooh! My new green potty!" That's gratifying. We'll see if it takes. I'm not a high-pressure potty-trainer. It's just not worth it to me until she's ready.
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