Fly on the Wall: Kid’s Defense

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 8 bloggers are inviting you to catch a Fly on the Wall Postglimpse 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 in my house:

  • Me, Mama O.
  • Daddy O.
  • Big Sister, age 8
  • Little Brother, age 6

A Snuggly Keychain?

Little Brother has started collecting keychains and adding them to his backpack.  With some birthday money, he purchased this fluffy keychain.


After attaching it to his backpack, he said, “Anyone want to snuggle my keychain?”

Me: No, thanks, I prefer to snuggle humans or stuffed animals – not keychains.

Dinnertime Favorites

The crazy talk seems to come out most often at dinnertime in our house! Here’s a few things we have overheard:

Little Brother: I hate potato sauce (means tomato). YUCK! Mom, wipe it off the pasta!

Me: No, sorry!

Big Sister: I ate the chicken soup even though it looked like puke.

Daddy O: Let’s not talk about food like that when we’re eating.

I asked Big Sister what she had for hot lunch at school.  Her reply, “I wanted to try the Asian Chicken, but my mouth said hot dog.”  Cute, right?

Daddy O: “My wife said it couldn’t be done. So then I had to prove her wrong…some candles, the small marshmallows, Nutella on Graham crackers, and voila! indoor ‘smores!”


indoor smores

S’mores over candlelight. I was just glad nothing caught on fire!


Maybe I’m a strict parent?

Nothing says good Monday morning like a little voice saying at 3am, “Mom, I puked in my bed.”

That’s what I wrote on my Facebook status prior to Thanksgiving. Poor, Little Brother.

While he was hanging his head over the toilet, he said to me, “I suppose you’re going to make me go to school.”

Wow! Am I that strict about school attendance?

“No way, buddy. You are staying home with me to make sure you’re okay before you go back to school.”

Little Brother Highlights

After pumpkin carving, he asked, “Does my pumpkin look greedy?”

greedy pumpkin

Kid’s defense is farts and burps.

Gross – and you’re only six.  I assume this will only continue for years to come.

Dad said my nails were so long that I was growing wolf claws!

I know that Christmas is not just about presents. It’s about family. (YES!!)

Can’t you Smile?

Big Sister received a collection of awesome Shel Silverstein books for her birthday. When they saw his picture on the back of one of the books, they kept saying, “He looks creepy!”


Shel Silverstein back of book pic

Shel Silverstein headshot

C’mon, Shel, can’t you give the camera a smile?  For all the creativity and fun in his books, this headshot just doesn’t seem to fit!

Don’t Take me Literally!

Me: Okay kids, time to hop in the shower.

Big Sister: Mom, that’s dangerous. We can’t hop while we’re in the shower.

Tooth Fairy Troubles

Little Brother lost his first tooth and was super excited for the tooth fairy to come.  Unfortunately, the Tooth Fairy didn’t come right away.

Me: Maybe the Tooth Fairy was on vacation?

Daddy O: No, the Tooth Fairy couldn’t come because we had a fire in the fireplace last night.

The next morning comes, and still, nothing has arrived from the Tooth Fairy. Daddy O. acted quickly while Little Brother was out of the room, and I said, “Oops, see if it fell out of the tooth pouch.”

Little Brother: Maybe I missed it the first time.


Big Sister added that morning at breakfast, “I think the tooth fairy makes a castle out of teeth.”


Our Cat, Sumo

Sumo Kitty

Kids: She looks annoyed.

Me: Annoyed is her normal.

Tis the Season

During the first snowfall, Big Sister exclaimed, “It looks like we’re in a snowglobe!”

snow globe.jpg

Pretty, big snowflakes. We hope we’ll have a White Christmas!

Daddy, Mama O, our kids cutting down our tree

Cutting down our tree on a 50-degree day in Wisconsin! We named our tree Chris.

Enjoy the fun festivities of the season! Cheers!

Now go read those other fantastic blogs for a peek into some other homes:

Baking In A Tornado        

Menopausal Mother          

Searching for Sanity         

Spatulas on Parade          

Never Ever Give Up Hope   

Bookworm in the Kitchen   

The Blogging 911              






On Being Thankful

Thanksgiving and the holidays really are a delightful time of year.  My kids (ages six and eight) really are at a sweet age – old enough to start understanding more about the meaning of holidays we celebrate at church and with our families.

For Thanksgiving, they brought home numerous projects that shared what they were thankful for. It appeared that both kids made a similar project, so I just had to share them here:


on thankfulness Go Mama O.

Pictured on the top: my 8-year-old daughter’s picture, Bottom: my 6-year-old son

A few things that I love about these pictures: both include a cat.  I am surprised she made it into the picture because she and the kids don’t have the best relationship.  She’s a fat, old, grumpy, but cute kitty, who prefers us adults much more than the kids. Still, I’m glad they appreciate her.

Instead of family, my son is thankful for his tv.  We only have one, and he doesn’t watch it that often, but I guess that tv time is precious to him. It’s good to know where his priorities are.

I think there’s an age difference reflected in these pictures.  My daughter is very sweet, and while my son can be sweet too, he definitely has a more independent, stubborn side, sometimes acting as if he is an only child.

In all fairness, he did create other pictures that did say he was thankful for family, so all hope is not lost for him.

I’m grateful for teachers helping reinforce the importance of being thankful at school because it’s something we certainly talk about at home.