Thankful for....

(playing some more catch-up today....)

Around Thanksgiving, my Pastor's wife Kathy (who teaches our boys and Lola on Wednesday nights) did a project with the children.  She had them trace their hand; helped them turn their hand into a turkey; and then they created feathers of all the things they were most thankful for to decorate their turkeys.

I thought the kids' were so cute, and they hang in my office to this day.

Colin was thankful for:

Jesus

Cubs

Bears

Mom and Dad

(maybe need to work on order of priorities, but at least Jesus is at the top)

Ethan was thankful for:

Jesus

the Bears

the Cubs

the Storm

(and all of a sudden, Colin's list looks better than before....at least I made that one)

Cameron was thankful for:

The God

The Bears

The Mom and Dad

The Jesus

and then an extra turkey because he was 'extra grateful'.

(written by himself, the same week that 'the' was a sight word in his K-5 class)

Lola, with some help from her brothers, was thankful for:

Daddy

Mommy

Brothers

Bananas

Hysterical.

Wordless Wednesday: "Hey boys....SMILE!!"

Chalk Masterpiece

Here is a story,

told by pictures

{and a little narrative from Mommy},

of what happens

when three little boys

and one teeny lady

find some sidewalk chalk they forgot they had....

"SWEET! Chalk! Let's draw something. Here....I'll show you how."

"Oooooh....that's nice, Colin!"

"Look--you can make the hands like this."

"Did you know that when you rub your sweaty face with chalk hands, it makes colors?

Also, on a different note, I need purple. 

Has anyone seen the purple?"

"I haven't seen it. It is most definitely not hiding behind my head."

"Wait a minute...."

"Yes it is!!"

"But if you think I'm sharing it with you, boys....you have another thing coming."

"I'll put the purple in all by myself, thankyouverymuch."

"Whatever. I'll just use blue."

"Hey guys....check this out."

"Cool, huh? I know."

"LET'S ALL DO IT!! YEAH!!!"

"I just don't know what gets into you boys sometimes. Such silly adolescent games."

"Clearly, mother...I have not added enough color."

"I'll work on that!"

"I simply can't comprehend this behavior. 

I don't understand why Mother is allowing this!"

"Here Ethan....let me help you."

"Really, Mom? Now you're letting them do it to each other?

I'm taking the chalk and I'm out of here.
I'll have no part in this nonsense."

"Hold still! I've got to concentrate really hard."

*pause*

"Because the ground doesn't move when I draw on it, that's why."

"I can't help moving! It feels funny."

*several minutes later, after getting back on track....*

"The masterpiece is done, Mommy! It's our favorite man of all time."

In my book....it might as well be a Picasso.
*grin*

"Perfect Picture" -- FAIL

{Yet, I love these pics just as much....}

A funny for your Wednesday. . . .

....brought to you by my sweet, four-year-old niece, Reese.

(I couldn't not link to this, after experiencing quite a different childbirth (four times!) than what she describes.   Oh, sweet Reeser...how I wish this was the case!!)

Too funny--enjoy!

Why God made Moms

Cute, and in honor of Mother's Day....


Why God made Moms:
(Answers given by 2nd graders)

Why did God make mothers?
1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.
2. Mostly to clean the house.
3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.

How did God make mothers?
1. He used dirt, just like the rest of us.
2. Magic, plus super powers, and a lot of stirring.
3. God made my mom just the same like he made me. He just used bigger parts.

What ingredients are mothers made of?
1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.

Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?
1. We're related.
2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's mom like me.


What kind of a little girl was your mom?
1. My mom has always been my Mom...and none of that other stuff.
2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
3. They say she used to be nice.

What did mom need to know about dad before she married him?
1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?

Why did your mom marry your dad?
1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my mom eats a lot.
2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My grandma says that mom didn't have her thinking cap on.

Who's the boss at your house?
1. Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a goof ball.
2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.
3. I guess mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.

What's the difference between moms and dads?
1. Moms work at work and work at home and dads just go to work at work.
2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
3. Dads are taller and stronger, but moms have all the real power 'cause that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friends.
4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.

What does your mom do in her spare time?
1. Mothers don't have spare time.
2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.

What would it take to make your mom perfect?
1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.
2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.

If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be?
1 She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get rid of that.
2. I'd make my mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it not me.
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.


Hahaha!! Hope you enjoyed the laugh today!

Wordless Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday

Another confidence booster for this ever-enlarging Momma....

Tonight in the car, my mom, my mother-in-law, and I were all trying to decide where to do a bit of after dinner shopping. The store we had wanted to visit was closed, so we needed to make another choice.

I wanted to go somewhere where I could shop for something other than clothes, since....you know. Clothes aren't really fun to shop for when you currently can't fit into any of them.

"How about Pier One, or something like that?" I said. Something with a home section, or kitchen items....something besides clothes, please.

That suggestion was met with my mother's response:

"Well, how about the mall?"

Groan, groan. There's nothing but clothing stores at the mall, I thought to myself.

"I don't really want to go to the mall, Mom....there's nothing for me there right now."

With a big smile on her face, walking right through the door of opportunity, she said:

"Well, they do have a Lane Bryant."

Not at all Wordless Wednesday

Alternately Titled: "Why it possibly scares me to death that we are going to have another girl in this house."

I mean, really--do we need two of us who talk this much all day?

{And, by the way....notice how this man responds to his daughter--the smiles, the eyebrow raises, the head nods, the rubbing of the eyes....this is the spitting image of Shane's responses to me when I talk to him for longer than, like, 3.2 minutes. Now my poor, sweet hubby has to suffer two of us under the same roof?}

I can't stop replaying it....and I can't stop laughing! Happy Wednesday everyone!!

{Hilarious} Wordless Wednesday: What grown men do with G.I. Joes

Common sense prevention of the Swine Flu:

You probably shouldn't do this.
HA!
Happy Tuesday everyone!

Colin's interpretation of our fine neighbors to the North and South

Recently, Colin and I were having a very serious discussion about our family genealogy. Before I tell you about our conversation, let me just say that, a few days ago, we had another serious discussion of World Geography. It went something like this:

Me: "So, we live here (pointing to the U.S. on a North American map) and up here (pointing North) is Canada, and down here (pointing south) is Mexico."

Colin: "Oh! Canada....and Mex...Mexico."

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Back to genealogy:

Me: ".....and, do you know who Mommy's mommy is?"

Colin: "Grandma Jane."

Me: "Yep, Grandma Jane. And, do you know who Grandma Jane's mommy is?"

Colin: "Granny."

*pause*

"So, then, who is Granny's mommy?"

Me: "Well, we don't know her. She isn't alive anymore."

Colin: "But, did we ever see her?"

Me: "Oh, no honey. She didn't even live here. She lived in another country, far away."

Colin, pointing down: "Oh, you mean like, Dinoco?"

I stifled a chuckle, thinking of my Great-Grandmother--who lived in Germany--hailing from a land of CARS-like people. But, the conversation pressed on.

Me: "No, honey. She didn't live in Dinoco." I didn't correct him at this point, because I didn't think he was referring to an actual place.

Colin, still as serious as could be, now pointing up: "Oh, so she lived up there, in Canada, then?"

Only then did I understand that Colin had confused Mexico for Dinoco....

Everything's amazing....and nobody's happy

I saw this this morning, and had to post it. It is worth the view, I promise.

I do not have TV, remember--so I have no idea who this man is that is talking. {Outside of this clip, I am not endorsing or supporting anything else he says, because, frankly, I don't KNOW what else he may be saying outside of this interview!} Forewarning: he is a bit crude (at two different points--a bleeped out curse word and some potty humor), but hilariously funny, and dead-on accurate. The point that he is making resonated so deeply with me that I just felt I couldn't not share this clip.

What is our society coming to? This.

Everything's amazing....and nobody cares. And why?

Because true happiness is found nowhere outside of Christ. Period.

Enjoy.

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