Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 12 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.
Last month, I told my son to “get his foot out of his mouth.” Strange things that I never thought I’d say have continued to come out of my mouth. My son told me, “I’m a baby kitty. I’m cleaning myself.” I replied, “Stop licking yourself.” Crazy kid!
The Naughty List
AHHH! A high pitched squeal erupts in the basement, followed by tears. “You’re rude!!”
“What happened?” I asked, knowing full well who was the culprit.
“He wrecked my stable (Lego set).” big sister explained through tears.
“C’mon bud, into time out. That’s not the Golden Rule. We don’t mess up big sister’s toys.” I said and put little brother in time-out.
While in time-out, big sister shouted upstairs, “Mom, will he be on Santa’s naughty list now?”
“I’m not sure honey,” I said, “I don’t know how Santa does his naughty list.”
Thinking of Christmas
Big sister: Mom I miss Christmas.
Big sister: Because I’m cold
Me: Is that why you’re wearing your princess winter boots? (And I thought she would just say presents!)
Big sister: Mom, did you know that when I was 3, I ate a purple flower?
What?! This is another thing I’m going to file under “Things I Didn’t Want to Know!”
Difficult Words to Pronounce
We were just sitting outside in our backyard on a beautiful, though windy summer day. Big sister says, “Look the leaves on the tree are wrestling.” “Oh you mean rustling. The leaves on the tree are rustling,” I explained. She was so close to the right word! It IS hard to pronounce, remember so many words as a kid!
Big sister to me: If we wear the same barrette, then people will then we’re twins (awh – so sweet).
I’m getting ready to leave the house, doing a million things at once because we’re running late. Big sister has been helping out with a few things. The broom and dustpan fall down, so I ask her to pick it up. “Do I have to do everything?” she exclaims! Hmm…I wonder where she’s heard that before.
Me: Little brother it makes me sad when you bit your sister.
Big Sister: Yeah it’s rude! It makes me not want to marry my brother (as she once said before).
Me: Yeah, it IS rude.
Big Sister: I’m going to marry someone else!
Me & Daddy O.
Going to Germanfest we brought windbreakers and an umbrella. Since I didn’t have a big purse, there wasn’t a really good place to store our inclement weather gear. Daddy O. clipped his windbreaker (rolled up in a pouch) to his belt loop. “I’m getting more functional as I get older,” he said. I replied, “Do you need a fanny pack?” Daddy O. protesting, “C’mon we won’t be the weirdest looking people there. It’s Germanfest.” Good point! He was right…plenty of people were in traditional German attire or just other interesting looks. People-watching is part of the fun of going to festivals. And no, it didn’t even rain! Here’s a picture of my delicious weiss bier and Schnitzel sandwich that I savored at Germanfest:
More Zoo Comments
Do you ever have those moments when you notice how big your kids are? For me, it’s sometimes when I’m giving them a bath. Their outstretched bodies almost fill the entire length of the tub now! Recently, I told them, “Wow, you’re so big!” Little brother replied, “Mom, you’re as big as a hippo.” Maybe we need to stop going to the zoo!!
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