What Are You Thankful For?

We were sitting at breakfast yesterday, drinking our green smoothies, and I starting talking about what Thanksgiving was all about (George wanted to dress up as a vampire, Josh wants to get presents - I needed to clarify). So I started telling them what I was thankful for that day: the sunshine, that our family is together and healthy, etc. So we went around the table so that everyone could say what they were thankful for. When I said to Blake, "And what are you thankful for, Blake?" Without missing a beat, he immediately responded, "Boothie!" (Smoothie)

Wheat Bug

We had a good week last week.  My parents visited for several days, and we were able to get some stuff done, go see a movie (a real date!), and then we took them to a marriage conference led by none other than Kirk Cameron.  It was my mom's birthday present from us.  Of course they had to make the trip down here, but I think she thought it was worth it.  And I suppose that spending time with the grandbabies didn't hurt, either.

So for the first time ever, we had all 3 kids watched by someone other than my parents.  And for the first time ever, we had to pay a babysitter.  I was wondering how we were going to find quality care for a decent price with such short notice.  The preschool director at our new church gave us a few names and numbers, and after the first person turned out to be unavailable, we found Miss Ashlyn.  She is 18 years old, has 4 younger siblings, and has been babysitting for a LONG time.  She was available, willing, and only charges $5 per hour.  TOTAL.  She was able to come out and visit us on Thursday evening so we could all meet her ahead of time, and I felt confident that she would be great with the boys.  And they were very excited to get to play with her.

I only thought about calling her maybe 10 times that evening, since she was going to have to do dinner AND bedtime.  But I restrained myself, and figured she'd call if she needed us.  And as it turned out, everything went swell and the boys had a blast.  They went to bed early, even (8:30)!  She is a lovely girl, and homeschooled as well.  So we talked a bit about that once we got home, because it is something Chris and I are considering.  She told us that when she was putting George & Josh to bed, she sang Jesus Loves Me (that's the song we sing every night), and they were telling her that she wasn't singing the right words.  Josh informed her that she needed to say "wheat bug."  She was confused, and kept asking what he meant, and he made her go through the song again so he could tell her where.  So instead of "they are weak but he is strong," they wanted her to sing "they are wheat bug he is strong."  So she had to sing it again all the way through, including "wheat bug."  

Now I'm pretty sure that they know the correct words to this song, as we've sung it hundreds of times (and we even do a few motions on occasion).  Either they were just changing the words up for fun, or they were playing with her since she was someone new to mess with.  Or perhaps they've always thought that the lyrics included wheat bug.  Whatever the case, it was a pretty funny story.

Needless to say, we will be using Miss Ashlyn again.  Soon, and probably often.  She also has a 16-year-old sister who is similarly experienced.  So we have a couple of quality babysitters already!  Praise God for providing for us in this way.

Joshua's Gems

So Josh was sitting on the potty the other day, and I was in his room picking out clothes or something. George was somewhere else, and I hear Josh call from the bathroom in a little sing-song voice (think of the commercial for Ricola cough drops) "George-ua....George-ua!" Chris and I will sometimes call Josh like that - Josh-ua - so we just cracked up hysterically. So of course then he kept doing it since he knew we thought it was so funny. And when I went in to check on him he said "I'm silly. Right, Mommy?"

First Morning Conversations

Here were the changing-the-diaper conversations we had this morning.

Me: Do you know what today is?
George: It's your birthday!
Me: That's right!
George: Can I eat your birthday cake?
Me: I don't have any birthday cake.
George: You need to make it!
Me: I'm not making my own birthday cake. Mamaw's making me one.
George: Is she here?
Me: No, she's at home. We'll see her tonight when we go over there.
George: Oh, Ok.

Josh: I saw a bee-spider.
Me: A bee-spider? What is a bee-spider?
Josh: Buzz-buzz.
Me: Did you eat it?
Josh: No. It's gucky. It's cute-gucky.
Me: Oh, it's cute-gucky?
Josh: Yeah!

Accidental Movie Quoting

My brother Doug and I share a love of quoting silly movies. I don't get to be around him much anymore, and one of the things I miss most is having someone there who always gets my quotes and jokes.

Today after the boys got up from their nap, I gave them some string cheese and a few goldfish crackers. Joshua has a couple of keys on a keyring (not sure where they came from, so we just cleaned them up and gave them to him to play with) that he carries around, and he was sticking one of the keys into his string cheese. I told him "don't stick the key in your cheese, you need to eat it." He proceeded to put the key in his mouth. And then I said, before I even realized how funny it was (to myself and Doug - but maybe not to the rest of my readers) "not the keys...the cheese!" I was so tickled that I actually used one of our favorite quotes in real life (but reversed), and so bummed that he wasn't there to witness it. So I had to blog it.

This one's for you, Doug!

Oh, and if any of you are wondering, that is a quote from the movie "The Mask," starring Jim Carrey.

George the Storyteller

George's first story:

Once upon a time, there was a cow. In my house.

George's second story:

Once upon a time, there was a rabbit.
The End.

Funny Baby Moment for Today

So many funny things happen on any given day when you live with 2 toddlers and a baby. I wish I documented more of them, as my brain cannot retain them anymore. I blame my profound memory loss on having kids.

What was I talking about again?

Oh yeah, funny moments. Today I was changing the baby, and he had just a little bit of poop in his diaper (yay!). I was bicycling his legs to see if any more would come out, but it did not and that was OK because he thought the leg thing was a fun game anyway. I decided to put some diaper cream on since the Fuzzi Bunz were in the dryer and I was using a disposable anyway, and as I was putting the cream on he pooped right on my finger. I just had to laugh. It was the cutest grossest thing.

Ah, babies.