Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Johnny & Lynn - this is what I got from LandsEnd from you guys. I love it - so do the kids. Emmie says "I wanna hold the Christmas!" Thank you from all of us! Posted by Picasa

Emmie's theological training

Emmie just brought me a book, turned to a blank page and said, "Look, no gods!" She then turned to a page with words on it and said, "Look, gods!"

I asked "do you mean words, Em?"

To which she replied, "No, no gods." (again pointing to the blank page) "Gods." (pointing to words)

I have no idea what she's talking about.

Sunday, November 27, 2005


"It a air-pane-copter" - Emmie's view of both planes and helicopters

By the way, I learned a new Southern word recently. It's "beezier." Prounounced "beez-ee-er." As in, "it would be easier." This one makes the top of my list.

Said list was topped until recently by "amogimyuh" - that's pronounced "ah-mo-gim-yuh," and used like this (in a real live tv commercial), "Ahmogimyuh truck." In case you Yankees can't figure that out, it means "I am going to get me a truck."

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

diaper-changing conversations

Changing Emmie just now:

me - Ooooh, Emmie I just love you. You're my little daughter!

Emmie - NO! I EMMIE! He's Daddy! Where's Daddy? I wanna see Daddy! He working.

Other sample sentences:

"I don't want my bobby. You put it inna fridgerator."
"I don't wanna go to bed! I wanna get up."
"You wonderful, momma."

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

breakfast conversation

This is breakfast just now:

L - Why did the chicken cross the road?
R - I don't know.
L - To pick a raspberry and eat it!
R - That's not funny, Logan. Knock knock. Wait. I'm only going to do this three times.
L - Who's there.
R - Banana.
L - Banana who.
R - Knock knock.
L - Who's there.
R - Banana.
(no answer)
R - I said banana.
(no answer.)
R - Say banana who, Logan.
(no answer)
R - I said say banana who, Logan.
(no answer)
R - Say banana who, Logan!
(no answer)

Monday, November 21, 2005

this is Emmie's personality right here - just as happy as she can be Posted by Picasa

See any family likenesses? Posted by Picasa

This is the aforementioned amaryllis Posted by Picasa

Playing with the train Posted by Picasa

This is Emmie's new purple/lavendar silky blanket that matches the dress & leggings she's wearing. I said to her "it's so soft" and she replied "it so pretty!" Posted by Picasa

Emmie's self esteem issues

This morning Jeff was changing Emmie on the couch, she was sad so I sat down and was rubbing her head and talking to her.

"He changing me, Momma" - Em

"Yes he is, isn't he a good daddy?" - me

"He wiping me, Momma" - Em

"Yes he is, isn't he wonderful?" - me

"NO! I'M wonderful!" - Em

Saturday, November 19, 2005

These are Logan's - he brought it to me and told me these ovals are "fossils of dinosaurs". The top right is of a pterodactyl, and the bottom right is a T-rex.  Posted by Picasa

One of my favorite pics from Ri recently - it's the park, obviously, with slide, swing, monkey bars, etc. NOTE: she put bows on the letters...how cute is that. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, November 17, 2005

"It berry cold outside, momma!" - Emmie's take on our recent cold front. It went from mid-70's to under 30, and she's used to being able to run right outside in the morning in her pj's.

I rearranged Riley and Logan's room just a bit yesterday and when Ri saw it she said "oh mom, it's just adorable!"

Emmie's sick. Temp just a few minutes ago was 101. She pointed to her throat and said it hurts. So... looks like winter is really here.

Logan is totally into making paper airplanes. He makes like thirty a day. I've told him lately that he can't have anymore unused paper, he has to use stuff that has been used already. Like school papers, sunday school stuff, etc. He makes them out of everything. And he's pretty good! His big deal is to do the wings differently to see how they'll fly... he makes them out of scraps that are no more than an inch or two big. It's a riot.

Riley learned how to play Old Maid the other day. I bought a pack in the dollar section at Target. She beat me right off the bat. I mean, there I am, can't even get my six-year-old to pick the Old Maid out of my hand of cards. That's sad. She beats me at War, Uno, and now Old Maid. I love it. She's the greatest little person, too. She takes any situation and sees the bright side. And then gets Logan excited about it too. (Which isn't easy, if you know Logan.) Logan, for his part, helps keep her feet on the ground. They had a peaceful hour together building a Lego city this afternoon and I was thrilled.

Emmie has this favorite book right now called My Big Brother by Valorie Fisher. It's a great picture book I got her for Christmas last year, and she calls the little boy in it "Lolo", which is still what she calls Logan sometimes. So she'll bring it to me and say "read it to me about Lolo, momma."

They're such great little peeps. Especially right now while they're peacefully asleep and I can remember with great fondness their best moments of the day.

Friday, November 11, 2005

the blink

Logan's still obsessed with his blanket. It's in the dryer, and playing outside near the dryer vent he just yelled, "Mom! I smell my blanket!"

Thursday, November 10, 2005

my kids know their coffee beverages

Yesterday Riley and Logan were playing restaurant, and Logan was the waiter.

"What can I get you?"

"I'd like a latte and a chocolatte."

"One latte and one chocolatte coming up!"

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Riley's change of career plans

"I don't want to be a cowgirl anymore when I grow up." - Riley

"Why not?" - me (she has wanted to be a cowgirl when she grows up for about 2 years)

"The Wild Wild West was a long time ago, and there aren't cowgirls anymore." - Riley

my loving son

What every woman longs to hear:

"Mom, how come you're as big as the refridgerator?"

When pressed for clarification, he acknowledged that he DID mean that I could reach as high as above the fridge. Mmm-hmm.

Monday, November 07, 2005


I have an amaryllis bulb in a pot on the table. Maybe I'll post a pic sometime. The kids think it's really cool, even though it didn't start to grow until last night. Last night I noticed the shoots coming up, and so Riley and Logan were examining it and making various comments. Riley was saying "what's it called again?"

"An amaryllis" (me)

"Amarylla?" (Riley)

"Amaryllis! Amarillis!" (Logan)

"Cindawella? Cindawella! Cindawella! Cindawella!" (Emmie)

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