What is it with my kids? They say and do some of the darndest things. My youngest daughter especially. I'm telling you, the girl lives in her own world. And it's a very special and happy world.
The syrup in the bellybutton is the most recent event. It started with breakfast and waffles. She was wearing her bathing suit. She's one of those kids who can't eat anything without wearing it. She gets it from her father. I'm afraid that he is the same way. When she discovered that there was syrup in her bellybutton, you would think that she would instinctively go wash it out. But, oh no! Not this child. It is much funner to show everyone how you can make your bellybutton stick together and almost disappear. Of course, this meant that all the other children had to try do the same thing and when they couldn't, that was when she proudly proclaimed, "I have syrup in my bellybutton and I like it." Yep, she's a special one.
Then there's another recent event when the oldest girl was having a sleep-over and the kids were playing charades. Someone had made a guess at what the answer was, the person who was "it" said, "no, but you all just keep hollering out." Well, that was when the cute, young one decided to "holler out". No, not any words, just a nice, cute "aaahhhhh!". It was really quite funny, but I had to explain to her that was not what they meant.
I have a mommy gripe. I'm sure it's not just me. I'm sure that it's every mom. But why? My kids ALWAYS need ME! Dad can be home, standing right in the kitchen and the kids will seek me out and ask me to get them a glass of water. They are helpless and they must also think that their dad is. Here's one of my favorites...."Mom! I'm all done and my butt needs wiped!" When will this stop? OK, I know the answer...when they learn to do it for themselves. And according to the track record, I've got about two more years with the youngest. But why is it that I never hear, "dad, I'm all done and...."?
The syrup in the bellybutton is the most recent event. It started with breakfast and waffles. She was wearing her bathing suit. She's one of those kids who can't eat anything without wearing it. She gets it from her father. I'm afraid that he is the same way. When she discovered that there was syrup in her bellybutton, you would think that she would instinctively go wash it out. But, oh no! Not this child. It is much funner to show everyone how you can make your bellybutton stick together and almost disappear. Of course, this meant that all the other children had to try do the same thing and when they couldn't, that was when she proudly proclaimed, "I have syrup in my bellybutton and I like it." Yep, she's a special one.
Then there's another recent event when the oldest girl was having a sleep-over and the kids were playing charades. Someone had made a guess at what the answer was, the person who was "it" said, "no, but you all just keep hollering out." Well, that was when the cute, young one decided to "holler out". No, not any words, just a nice, cute "aaahhhhh!". It was really quite funny, but I had to explain to her that was not what they meant.I have a mommy gripe. I'm sure it's not just me. I'm sure that it's every mom. But why? My kids ALWAYS need ME! Dad can be home, standing right in the kitchen and the kids will seek me out and ask me to get them a glass of water. They are helpless and they must also think that their dad is. Here's one of my favorites...."Mom! I'm all done and my butt needs wiped!" When will this stop? OK, I know the answer...when they learn to do it for themselves. And according to the track record, I've got about two more years with the youngest. But why is it that I never hear, "dad, I'm all done and...."?
Rain, Rain go away. And...
Posted 08-21-2008 at 07:04 PM by weatherologist
...remembering to be thankful.
It has been raining for 3 days. My kids finally went back to school on Monday and on Tuesday the were out for our first official 'bad weather day'. Yes, TS Fay was heading our way and they couldn't wait to send those little kids home to us.
I think all moms were just a little upset. Here we are completely ready to get back into the grind of life with kids back at school and they slam the brakes on us. Well, Tuesday was wet and rainy and they reopened the schools on Wednesday. I'm really not sure what they were thinking, the last two days have actually been worse than the first. Maybe they made the mistake of talking to the weather man?
Just joking, the weather man had this one down pretty well. I don't understand their reasoning, but I wasn't complaining. Heck, I figured if we did get hit (which was highly unlikely), my kids would be safer at school than at home.
So, I have drained my pool twice and our lake is up at least 4 feet. Our dock is actually floating for the first time in a few years. But the rain just won't stop...
Now, here I was all ready to gripe when I took a look at the weather channel and noticed that in other parts of Florida there is actual flooding. People's houses are taking in as much water as my lake. That is when I had to step back and ask God for forgivness of my petty whining. Who cares if my hair looks like a mop and I actually wore a baseball cap all day? At least my house is dry.
So, if you hear me complaining about the rain, stomp on my toe really hard and remind me that I need to remember that I am blessed.
Father, God, thank you for the rain. I pray Father for those in the wake of the storm that have not been as fortunate as I. I ask you Father to be with them and keep them safe. Let them know the comfort of your presence.
It has been raining for 3 days. My kids finally went back to school on Monday and on Tuesday the were out for our first official 'bad weather day'. Yes, TS Fay was heading our way and they couldn't wait to send those little kids home to us.
I think all moms were just a little upset. Here we are completely ready to get back into the grind of life with kids back at school and they slam the brakes on us. Well, Tuesday was wet and rainy and they reopened the schools on Wednesday. I'm really not sure what they were thinking, the last two days have actually been worse than the first. Maybe they made the mistake of talking to the weather man? Just joking, the weather man had this one down pretty well. I don't understand their reasoning, but I wasn't complaining. Heck, I figured if we did get hit (which was highly unlikely), my kids would be safer at school than at home. So, I have drained my pool twice and our lake is up at least 4 feet. Our dock is actually floating for the first time in a few years. But the rain just won't stop...
Now, here I was all ready to gripe when I took a look at the weather channel and noticed that in other parts of Florida there is actual flooding. People's houses are taking in as much water as my lake.
That is when I had to step back and ask God for forgivness of my petty whining. Who cares if my hair looks like a mop and I actually wore a baseball cap all day? At least my house is dry.So, if you hear me complaining about the rain, stomp on my toe really hard and remind me that I need to remember that I am blessed.
Father, God, thank you for the rain. I pray Father for those in the wake of the storm that have not been as fortunate as I. I ask you Father to be with them and keep them safe. Let them know the comfort of your presence.
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amen and amen...stay safe weather..Posted 08-21-2008 at 09:47 PM by aiangel_writer
