Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 15 bloggers are inviting you to catch a glimpse of what you’d see if you were a fly on the wall in our homes. Come on in and buzz around my house.
Buzz around, see what you think, then click on these links for a peek into some other homes:
http://www.BakingInATornado.com Baking In A Tornado
http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/ Spatulas on Parade
http://followmehome.shellybean.com Follow me home
http://www.menopausalmom.com/ Menopausal Mother
http://stacysewsandschools.blogspot.com/ Stacy Sews and Schools
http://batteredhope.blogspot.com Battered Hope
http://www.justalittlenutty.com/ Just A Little Nutty
http://themomisodes.com The Momisodes
http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com Someone Else’s Genius
http://thesadderbutwisergirl.com The Sadder But Wiser Girl
http://dinoheromommy.com/ Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
http://gndisney.wordpress.com Disneyland in Kentucky
http://www.juiceboxconfession.com Juicebox Confession
http://singlemumplusone.blogspot.com Searching for Sanity
My Little Reporters
The kids managed to find Daddy O’s play station gaming headset, and were playing with it at their little table. They moved the microphone down and took turns wearing the headset. It seemed like they were reporting or instructing someone…I just sat back, and this is what I heard!
Big sister: We should not drink bath water. It’s not healthy.
Little brother: But I do. I drink bath water. I drink shower water too.
Big sister: You shouldn’t eat scissors.
Little brother: No, that’s yucky.
Big sister: And scissors are only for cutting, but not cutting hair.
Little brother: We do not even eat turtles because they swim in the water.
Perhaps they were remembering a visit to a tv station exhibit at a children’s museum, where big sister was doing this.
Big Sister is NOT Little
Big sister: Mom, I have a big brain like you. I have all sorts of things in my brain this morning.
Me: Oh really! (to myself – this could go in a lot of different directions)
On a beautiful sunny day, we were going for a walk with the wagon. Big sister was walking next to me and little brother was riding. We started going up a hill, and big sister grabbed the handle next to my hand to help me pull.
Me: Oh, that’s so nice sweetie. Thanks for helping.
Big sister: I know. You learn to be kind when you get older.
Me: Yes, you sure do!
Big sister: My brother still needs to learn this. :-)
I was getting her ready for shower time, so I said, “Okay little girl, your shower is ready.” To which she replied, “I’m not little, I’m medium.”
The Definition of Chillaxing
We were driving in the car, killing time while Daddy O. did our taxes. I love the random conversations we have in the car, and this one was no exception. Here’s how it started:
Big sister: Mom, do you know that me and my brother like chillaxing?
Me: No, I didn’t know that. What’s chillaxing>
Big sister: It’s like resting at night…or like when you sleep in the car.
Me (thinking to myself) – I wish they would chillax in the car more often!
Me & Daddy O. Enjoying Winter
Daddy O. and I have taken up snowshoeing as a winter hobby. We might as well enjoy the snow since we certainly get a lot of it in Wisconsin! On a beautifully sunny, 20 degree-ish day, we went snowshoeing on some awesome trails. Here’s what you would have heard:
Daddy O.: I need some color in my outdoor gear. I look like a snowshoeing ninja!
Me: The snow is sparkling! I love how you can’t hear anything (as in noise from the highway / city-life) – it’s so quiet and peaceful out here.
After snowshoeing, we worked up an appetite for a good meal. We went to a traditional Wisconsin supper club, where a man told us that we “looked like one of those couples from reality tv!” I suggested HGTV! I write more about that comment in this post.
That wraps up what’s new in our house! Be sure to visit the other amazing blogs to get a taste of what a fly would hear in their homes!