Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. I’ve written these posts before, and you can find past posts on this page of my blog. Today a total of 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.
Here’s who you’ll be hearing from:
- Me, Mama O.
- Daddy O.
- Big Sister, age 6
- Little Brother, age 4
For a visual, here are some of our silly pictures from Christmas Eve and Christmas Day:
A Few Gems from Christmas
As Christmas approached without snow and we’d hear the song, “It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas,” our kids would yell in reply, “No, it’s not.”
On Christmas morning, I said to Daddy O., “You know your kids are getting older when they’ll actually eat breakfast before opening presents.” I still can’t believe this happened!
I made some quick cinnamon rolls from a tube, something I don’t do often. Big sister exclaimed, “These are the best cinnamon rolls EVER!” Love her enthusiasm! And I’m glad she’s so easy so please – at times.
Big sister surprised us again, declaring, “The people with the fewest presents get to open them first.” So our cat Sumo opened her gift from Santa. She loved the cat toy that sort of looks like a fishing pole. Daddy O. said, “Wow, a toy Sumo actually likes, and the kids can finally play with her!” It was a minor Christmas miracle.
Daddy O.’s Birthday
To celebrate Daddy O.’s Birthday, we went out for breakfast. On our way there, we spotted a red tailed hawk on a power line. Big sister said, “Seeing a raptor on your birthday is better than cake!”
We didn’t have cake for Daddy O. either (which is what I think I was saying before the raptor comment). Instead we made pumpkin bread with cranberries. Happy Birthday to our fabulous Daddy!
After breakfast and before the birthday bread, we enjoyed snowshoeing as a family. Here are some pics from that:
Yes, We Just Said That
We’ve been inside a lot with colder weather and some colds the past few weeks. Daddy O. was encouraging the kids to find something to do, and I overheard:
Daddy O: I didn’t say ride on your brother.
Me: Don’t ride on your brother?!
Daddy O: Yes, I just had to say that. Sigh…
And I also heard Daddy O. tell Little Brother, “Sop flying off the handle!” Little Brother innocently replied, “Which handle?!” It’s so cute when they don’t understand these sayings!
Little Brother Highlights
During a sick day, Little Brother and I were watching a cooking show. For some reason, he likes watching cooking and baking on TV from time to time – a nice change from cartoons. This time Martha Stewart was on.
Little Brother: Is Martha a real person?
Me: Yes, honey.
Little Brother: Do you know her?
Me: No.
Little Brother: Can you call her? Do you know her phone number?
Me: No, I can’t! (lol!)
One day for breakfast, little brother asked for “hula hoop things.” I think he meant fruit loops.
And finally, my favorite saying came from a conversation we had while walking to the grocery store.
Little Brother: Which is that farmer thing?
Me: What do you mean?
Little Brother: That farmer way of blowing noses.
Me: OH, you mean a “farmer blow?”
Little Brother: Yeah, farmer blow.
Me: You don’t need to do a farmer blow when you have a tissue. Here’s a tissue!
I honestly forgot when we mentioned the term “farmer blow,” but it was in his little head! Maybe it was when we were camping over summer…? Who knows, but it was hilarious!
Now click on these links for a peek into some other homes:
http://www.BakingInATornado.com Baking In A Tornado
http://www.juiceboxconfession.com Juicebox Confession
http://www.menopausalmom.com/ Menopausal Mother
http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com Someone Else’s Genius
http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/ Spatulas on Parade
http://singlemumplusone.blogspot.com Searching for Sanity
http://batteredhope.blogspot.com Never Ever Give Up Hope
http://dinoheromommy.com/ Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
http://notthatsarahmichelle.blogspot.com Not That Sarah Michelle
http://www.southernbellecharm.com Southern Belle Charm
http://mybrainonkids.net My Brain on Kids
go mama o. 
“I didn’t say ride on your brother”. Oh, the things you never thought you’d say (or hear). That one really had me laughing!
I didn’t even realise farmer blow was what you called it. I’ve always just called it that gross way old men blow their nose. Apparently even when you have a tissue you should do the farmer blow, just inside the tissue. Don’t ask me why I know this.
I can’t get the image of farmer blow out of my head — YUK. I see old guys do that walking down the street some time and I want to puke
Yeah… farmer blow = gross.
If you ever do get Martha Stewart’s number, you should pass it along!