I have posted some of our funny stories on Facebook and thought it might be a good idea to put them on our blog... so here they are, most recent to oldest:
So as Eric was putting on his new strappy gun vest to hold his new air soft
pistol, Sammy, thinking it was a black bra, looked at him with a slight smile,
kind of feeling embarassed for him, and he said quietly as if to warn Eric:
"Eric, that is for mommies."
I don't know which is more upsetting... That my 21 month old spotted a McDonalds
a quarter mile away and said "mmmmm, yummy!" or that my 3 year old
asked me if I could make him a coffee with two splendas.
Me: "Sam, what flavor is your lollipop?" (it was purple)
Sam: "MOTRIN"
DearNaomi,
I know you are only 3, and I know you have no idea how
much of an affect you have had on my Sammy, but I must say, he is ready to
betroth you. Today he told me that YOU were HIS girl and he loves you and that
you belong to him... kind of like a pet belongs to its owner. It was funny, and
kind of scary at the same time. So please know, sweet little girl, whose
picture Sammy kissed all afternoon on the apple book he brought home from
preschool, I am praying for you, should you be the one for my boy.
When I told Sammy that our Bible study friends were coming today he was so happy. He
responded by asking "Do you mean Maggie (his little 4 yr. old friend)?"
Yes, Sammy... I mean Maggie. He went on... "Awwwww. I love my girlfriends.
I have lots of girlfriends." Yes Sammy, you do. Keep this up and you
always will.
{Setting: Aaron and I are driving Eric in the minivan}
Eric: "Mom, why does your stomach hurt?"
Me: (Totally honest) "I think I ovulated today... no big deal."
Eric: "Come Again?! What does that mean?"
Me: "Um..." ..(long silence).. "well, once a month an egg is
released..."
...
·
Love coming home at midnight from a date to find the evening
report taped to our door with a band-aid.
Sammy just asked, "Where's Andrew and Dude?" I asked, "Who is
Dude?", he answered: "Andrew's friend." (aka: Paul)
Eric was crying because we would not spontaneously take him to a Skins game today.
So I asked Sam to go cheer him up... the conversation went as follows:
Sam: Eric, why are you sad?
Eric: Because Daddy won't take me to a football game
and I might never have another chance to go.
Sam: It's ok Eric. When I'm grown up and I'm a daddy,
I'll take you.
I asked Sam why he took the jacket off my book and ripped it into 10 pieces.
Apparently he was making a door. I choose to consider that resourceful instead
of destructive!!!!
Ok... a little scary... I was telling an improv story to my 3 year old and just had
to finish it, even though he fell asleep. I wanted to know how it ended, even
though I was making it up. Oh my.
In the car today, Elley, Aaron and I talked about past boyfriends and
girlfriends....
Me: Daddy and Mommy had girlfriends and boyfriends
before we met and got married.
Elley: Mommy probably had more than you did, Dad.
·
He fell asleep during dinner again!!!
{Scene:
upstairs in our bedroom, three older kids on the floor playing/roughhousing,
Sam (our 3 year old) and Aaron are on the bed relaxing...}
[Aaron] "Sierra [our 18 month old] is
sleepig...kids, be quieter or I'll have to kick you out."
[Sam] "Dad, don't kick them..they are
family."
Andrew (age 9): Mom, eating a hotdog in Camden Yards is
something you experience at some point in your lifetime."
...thanks for the tip, babe.
My Aunt Connie: "It is so fun coming to your house. It's even more fun
leaving!" (speaking of leaving the chaos of a large family)
on the way to see "Monte Carlo" with Elley and Emma:
Me: "so girls, what do you want from the
concessions?"
Elley:"popcorn"
Me: "I want a coke"
Emma: "I want Sour Patch Kids. Just thinking of
them puts a little sizzle in my mouth!"
Me: intensely dangerous laughter while driving.
Me: Sam, when someone gets you a gift, what do you say?
Sam: Give it to me.
Silence is golden unless it's coming from the pantry which contains your 1 and 3 year
olds!
Emma's prayer tonight (age 8) that God would
1. Help her learn to ride a bike and be brave.
2. help all the children, including her own in the
future, to be brave in the face of a shot or cavity.
3. help her not get a cavity
4. help her pick a good husband!
much of an affect you have had on my Sammy, but I must say, he is ready to
betroth you. Today he told me that YOU were HIS girl and he loves you and that
you belong to him... kind of like a pet belongs to its owner. It was funny, and
kind of scary at the same time. So please know, sweet little girl, whose
picture Sammy kissed all afternoon on the apple book he brought home from
preschool, I am praying for you, should you be the one for my boy.
When I told Sammy that our Bible study friends were coming today he was so happy. He
responded by asking "Do you mean Maggie (his little 4 yr. old friend)?"
Yes, Sammy... I mean Maggie. He went on... "Awwwww. I love my girlfriends.
I have lots of girlfriends." Yes Sammy, you do. Keep this up and you
always will.
{Setting: Aaron and I are driving Eric in the minivan}
Eric: "Mom, why does your stomach hurt?"
Me: (Totally honest) "I think I ovulated today... no big deal."
Eric: "Come Again?! What does that mean?"
Me: "Um..." ..(long silence).. "well, once a month an egg is
released..."
...
·
Love coming home at midnight from a date to find the evening
report taped to our door with a band-aid.
Sammy just asked, "Where's Andrew and Dude?" I asked, "Who is
Dude?", he answered: "Andrew's friend." (aka: Paul)
Eric was crying because we would not spontaneously take him to a Skins game today.
So I asked Sam to go cheer him up... the conversation went as follows:
Sam: Eric, why are you sad?
Eric: Because Daddy won't take me to a football game
and I might never have another chance to go.
Sam: It's ok Eric. When I'm grown up and I'm a daddy,
I'll take you.
I asked Sam why he took the jacket off my book and ripped it into 10 pieces.
Apparently he was making a door. I choose to consider that resourceful instead
of destructive!!!!
Ok... a little scary... I was telling an improv story to my 3 year old and just had
to finish it, even though he fell asleep. I wanted to know how it ended, even
though I was making it up. Oh my.
In the car today, Elley, Aaron and I talked about past boyfriends and
girlfriends....
Me: Daddy and Mommy had girlfriends and boyfriends
before we met and got married.
Elley: Mommy probably had more than you did, Dad.
·
He fell asleep during dinner again!!!
{Scene:
upstairs in our bedroom, three older kids on the floor playing/roughhousing,
Sam (our 3 year old) and Aaron are on the bed relaxing...}
[Aaron] "Sierra [our 18 month old] is
sleepig...kids, be quieter or I'll have to kick you out."
[Sam] "Dad, don't kick them..they are
family."
Andrew (age 9): Mom, eating a hotdog in Camden Yards is
something you experience at some point in your lifetime."
...thanks for the tip, babe.
My Aunt Connie: "It is so fun coming to your house. It's even more fun
leaving!" (speaking of leaving the chaos of a large family)
on the way to see "Monte Carlo" with Elley and Emma:
Me: "so girls, what do you want from the
concessions?"
Elley:"popcorn"
Me: "I want a coke"
Emma: "I want Sour Patch Kids. Just thinking of
them puts a little sizzle in my mouth!"
Me: intensely dangerous laughter while driving.
Me: Sam, when someone gets you a gift, what do you say?
Sam: Give it to me.
Silence is golden unless it's coming from the pantry which contains your 1 and 3 year
olds!
Emma's prayer tonight (age 8) that God would
1. Help her learn to ride a bike and be brave.
2. help all the children, including her own in the
future, to be brave in the face of a shot or cavity.
3. help her not get a cavity
4. help her pick a good husband!
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