This is my daughter’s new best friend:
So is this:
And so are the numerous others she has recently discovered through the house.
When she spots one, she squeals and makes fast work of getting over to it. Then she scratches her fingers across it and talks and coos at it.
And we spent how much on actual baby toys???
I wanted to get a picture of Jake with his cool new haircut.
Just a nice smiling picture.
Here is the first shot I ended up with:
As usual, the kid can’t keep his eyes open when he smiles.
So I tried again..
(this may not be as funny to most people upon first glance, but I actually know this man…and if you knew what he did for a living (he’s a tough guy) you’d probably laugh yourself right off your chair)
While playing ‘cook’ yesterday, Madeline & Grandma had a very interesting conversation.
Grandma: “Are you going to be a chef when you grow up?”
Madeline: “No.”
Grandma: “Well, what are you going to be then?”
Madeline: “A vet.”
Me: “What kind of animal will you specialize in? What do you want to take care of?”
Madeline: “Chickens. Oh, and probably hippopotamuses.”
This may be one of those “you had to be there” type stories to really feel and understand the full affect, but I’m going to share it anyway.
We’ve been having a garage sale the last three days along with our friends/neighbors across the street and a few other families in our subdivision. At one point, my husband went across the street to see how Nicole (Mrs. Kravitz) was doing at their sale when he spotted part of a blender in their garbage. He jokingly held it up and said “what’s wrong with this?” Mrs. Kravitz replied “nothing but I can’t find the rest of it.” My husband proceeded to pull out the bottom of the blender and said “you mean this part?”
I wasn’t actually there for the whole exchange but essentially my husband ended up claiming the blender for his very own and a “blender war” then ensued for the past 2 days with both of them passing it back and forth as they left it in strange places at the other one’s house.
Today, my husband and I had an idea to win the “blender war” once and for all.
So, what do you think, did we win?
Mrs. Kravitz, upon coming home and finding her lovely planter said and I quote: “it’s not over, you’re not getting it back, but it’s not over.”
Yea, I think there was a clear winner….
Whenever the kids are physically wiped out or sleep late, Don uses the phrase “I exhausted them yesterday!”
The girls were very excited about giving me breakfast in bed this morning for Mother’s Day. Don knew that I really wanted to sleep in, so he suggested that they eat their breakfast first, then bring me breakfast. Olivia was worried that I would wake up and spoil the surprise. Don told her not to worry, that I would still be in bed. She asked, “Oh, did you exhaust her last night?”
Oh, my….
The other night, Ed was getting Jake ready for bed. Jake always takes a sippy cup of ice water with him to bed. He used to want milk and in order to curb that, we let him take water and he’s not grown out of it.
Anyhow, while Ed was at the fridge getting the milk Jake says “Daddy, I know what I want for lunch tomorrow. It’s in the fridge.”
Ed said, “what do you want for lunch tomorrow?”
Jake said, “clams.”
“Huh, clams?” Ed said confused.
“Yes, clams,” Jake replied and opened the fridge. He then pointed to a bag of left over pasta from the night before.
“Those are SHELLS, silly,” Ed said laughing.
You gotta love those moments.
Jake came walking down the hall like this a few weeks ago….he gets that from Ed’s side of the family…
Jake and I were driving around today running errands and one of our errands was to pick up some boxes for moving from the moving company. They had some used ones and were giving them to us free. I like free. I’m cheap. Anyhow, the general location of the moving company was pretty easy to find set back in an industrial park. It’s actual specific location had me driving around a bit and I had to turn around once. I was talking out loud much of the time asking “where is this place?” and saying “I’m not quite sure where I’m going.”
We eventually found the place and got our boxes and as we were leaving the industrial park Jake asked “do you know where you are going?” (a smart alec comment to begin with….)
I said to him, “yes, I know where I’m going, do you know where YOU are going?”
Jake responded, “no, but I’m not driving.”
Uh-huh….
The three year old got the better of me AGAIN!
All I could do was laugh.
This video is too easy for me to relate to. I can’t even count how many times office machines did not do what they were supposed to only to come back either with toner all over me or worse yet, bleeding from sharp machine innards. I’ve never resorted to this kind of behavior, I limit my reactions to slight kicking and profanity.
I’m curious to know if this is an actual hidden camera scenario or if it was staged.
