Yesterday morning, before I was even out of bed, E asked me to make a TINT BOIL helmet so we can pretend that we're on Mars. Now I have heard the song "Hats" on the CD his teacher gave him for Christmas many times but I never heard TINT BOIL, I've always heard TIN FOIL.
Last night we called Nana so E could tell her the new poem (tongue twister) he had learned.
"I want to tell you a po-lem Nana"
"A what?"
"I po-lem, it's when things rhyme." (you could hear the "Duh" in his voice"
"Oh a poem, ok"
"Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear.
Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair.
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy
was he?"
Then she told him a joke:
"When do cows go to sleep?"
"I dunno"
"Pasture bedtime"
He 'cracked up' (his new favorite saying from a book on tape) then we asked do you get it, do you know what it means.
"No"
Now it was our turn to crack up.
Must work now.
K
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Bad Blogger, Good Crafter, Great Mom
I haven't been blogging like I used to because the time I used to use for writing is now the time I use for crafting/stamping/card making.
I have been debating becoming an SU demonstrator and the debate is over I'm doing it. The things that put me over the edge, my family saying "You can always quit if it's too much or you don't like it, and you'll only be out $200." The other plus was that E gave me his blessing to do it, not that I really would be affected too too much by a 4 year olds refusal of a blessing but it helped. He wants to help so it will be fun. He watched me working on a design the other day and was fasicnated by the whole process of stamping and cutting, cropping images and layering.
Now on to the kid stuff.
This weekend we went sledding for the first time this year. I was finally warm enough to go outside but not so warm that the snow was all melted, like it is today. We were the first ones, only ones, on the small hill at the local golf course. We go there because we can walk from home without killing the out of shape mommy or the little kid. We tried to go down together and it was clear to me immediately that I wasn't going to be a passenger for long. I sat down and the sled SANK into the snow. my butt is too heavy and wide for the sled we had.
E went down several times but he couldn't get the sled back up on his own so I walked up and down the hill numerous times. The drifted snow made it a bit slow going for me but it was really tough on E's shorter legs, good thing he had on snow pants. I widened the path with each trip. I trampled from side to side trying to clear a path for him. I used the nose of the sled to dig out a path. After a while I realized that my caboose may fit down this run. And I asked E if I could try it on my own. It worked GREAT. We went down 2 or 3 times more and then he was ready to go home -- darn it just as it was getting fun for mom.
I dragged the sled with him in it on a shorter snow path than usual and I made him walk on the sidewalks. We met a neighbor boy who was playing by himself on a mound of snow and ice the snow plows had left on the lawn at the end of the street. E wanted to play and we spent some time there. Then moved the fun to the smaller hill between our neighbor's houses in the middle of our circle. The boy went home and got his inner-tube sled and we took turns going down the hill on the different sleds. It was a blast. E got to the bottom of the hill, got up from the sled and began to walk away. "Where are you going?"
"I want to go home."
"Ok" I picked up our sled and the neighbor boy was right there offereing to carry it home for us.
Then he asked, "Can I borrow this until I'm ready to go in?"
E immediately said, "Yes."
Mom being a bit more cautious asked when it would be returned.
"Within the hour"
I was so pleasantly surprised that it was returned at all but he was earlier than I thought he'd be. I didn't even have my dry socks on yet.
Yes we were both soaked -- even though he was wearing snowpants his socks, pant cuffs, shirt sleeves, hat and mittens were soaked; for me it was just my mittens, pants, socks and underwear.
Well it's too late to get the stuff together for SU tonight so it will have to wait until tomorrow.
Happy Ash Wednesday to you, enjoy those eggs, pancakes, cheese pizzas or fish dishes.
I have been debating becoming an SU demonstrator and the debate is over I'm doing it. The things that put me over the edge, my family saying "You can always quit if it's too much or you don't like it, and you'll only be out $200." The other plus was that E gave me his blessing to do it, not that I really would be affected too too much by a 4 year olds refusal of a blessing but it helped. He wants to help so it will be fun. He watched me working on a design the other day and was fasicnated by the whole process of stamping and cutting, cropping images and layering.
Now on to the kid stuff.
This weekend we went sledding for the first time this year. I was finally warm enough to go outside but not so warm that the snow was all melted, like it is today. We were the first ones, only ones, on the small hill at the local golf course. We go there because we can walk from home without killing the out of shape mommy or the little kid. We tried to go down together and it was clear to me immediately that I wasn't going to be a passenger for long. I sat down and the sled SANK into the snow. my butt is too heavy and wide for the sled we had.
E went down several times but he couldn't get the sled back up on his own so I walked up and down the hill numerous times. The drifted snow made it a bit slow going for me but it was really tough on E's shorter legs, good thing he had on snow pants. I widened the path with each trip. I trampled from side to side trying to clear a path for him. I used the nose of the sled to dig out a path. After a while I realized that my caboose may fit down this run. And I asked E if I could try it on my own. It worked GREAT. We went down 2 or 3 times more and then he was ready to go home -- darn it just as it was getting fun for mom.
I dragged the sled with him in it on a shorter snow path than usual and I made him walk on the sidewalks. We met a neighbor boy who was playing by himself on a mound of snow and ice the snow plows had left on the lawn at the end of the street. E wanted to play and we spent some time there. Then moved the fun to the smaller hill between our neighbor's houses in the middle of our circle. The boy went home and got his inner-tube sled and we took turns going down the hill on the different sleds. It was a blast. E got to the bottom of the hill, got up from the sled and began to walk away. "Where are you going?"
"I want to go home."
"Ok" I picked up our sled and the neighbor boy was right there offereing to carry it home for us.
Then he asked, "Can I borrow this until I'm ready to go in?"
E immediately said, "Yes."
Mom being a bit more cautious asked when it would be returned.
"Within the hour"
I was so pleasantly surprised that it was returned at all but he was earlier than I thought he'd be. I didn't even have my dry socks on yet.
Yes we were both soaked -- even though he was wearing snowpants his socks, pant cuffs, shirt sleeves, hat and mittens were soaked; for me it was just my mittens, pants, socks and underwear.
Well it's too late to get the stuff together for SU tonight so it will have to wait until tomorrow.
Happy Ash Wednesday to you, enjoy those eggs, pancakes, cheese pizzas or fish dishes.
Monday, February 19, 2007
The sound of defeat
Rumble. Rumble. Crash. Rumble.
It's the garbage truck collecting the week's waste but to me it is the sound of defeat. I missed it. I didn't get my act or my garbage together and out to the curb. I'm so glad we have the 90 gallon bin with wheels. It holds a month's worth of trash. I would never let it sit when the critters are running, but in the winter when they are hibernating it works great.
Lights
We were on our way to an event at church Friday night and it was dark. E asked if it was his bedtime.
"No, why are you tired?"
"No. It's just so dark."
"Yes it is. But you have a few hours before bedtime."
"It's a good thing we have butt lights so the other cars can see us."
"What kind of lights?"
"Butt lights!" I could see in the rear view mirror that he was pointing behind him.
"Oh tail lights. We have head lights and tail lights"
"Yeah. They're on our butt."
Machines
I was doing laundry last week and E asked if he could help. "Can I put the clothes into the laundry machine?"
"It's called a washing machine."
"Washing machine."
On the same trip mentioned above E out of the blue said "Drying machine"
"What?"
"Drying machine, to go with our washing machine."
I explained the washer/dryer idea and he seemed to get it but I wondered what was going through his head as he was working the names for these things out.
Well I must get dressed. E has 15 min. of Disney on-line games coming if he can get himself dressed by himself in time and I think he's almost done. He's doing so go with that. I lay them out for him "LIKE A MAN, MOM!" Well he's done, even has on shoes. I'm so proud.
Later.
It's the garbage truck collecting the week's waste but to me it is the sound of defeat. I missed it. I didn't get my act or my garbage together and out to the curb. I'm so glad we have the 90 gallon bin with wheels. It holds a month's worth of trash. I would never let it sit when the critters are running, but in the winter when they are hibernating it works great.
Lights
We were on our way to an event at church Friday night and it was dark. E asked if it was his bedtime.
"No, why are you tired?"
"No. It's just so dark."
"Yes it is. But you have a few hours before bedtime."
"It's a good thing we have butt lights so the other cars can see us."
"What kind of lights?"
"Butt lights!" I could see in the rear view mirror that he was pointing behind him.
"Oh tail lights. We have head lights and tail lights"
"Yeah. They're on our butt."
Machines
I was doing laundry last week and E asked if he could help. "Can I put the clothes into the laundry machine?"
"It's called a washing machine."
"Washing machine."
On the same trip mentioned above E out of the blue said "Drying machine"
"What?"
"Drying machine, to go with our washing machine."
I explained the washer/dryer idea and he seemed to get it but I wondered what was going through his head as he was working the names for these things out.
Well I must get dressed. E has 15 min. of Disney on-line games coming if he can get himself dressed by himself in time and I think he's almost done. He's doing so go with that. I lay them out for him "LIKE A MAN, MOM!" Well he's done, even has on shoes. I'm so proud.
Later.
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