Fly on the Wall: Mom Jedi

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 9 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:

Baking In A Tornado                   http://www.bakinginatornado.com/

Searching for Sanity                 http://singlemumplusone.blogspot.com

Eileen’s Perpetually Busy            http://eileensperpetuallybusy.blogspot.com/

Spatulas on Parade                    http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/

A Little Piece of Peace                 http://little-piece-of-peace.blogspot.com

Never Ever Give Up Hope                   http://batteredhope.blogspot.com

Dinosaur Superhero Mommy           http://dinoheromommy.com/

Cluttered Genius             http://www.clutteredgenius.com

Here’s who you’ll be hearing from in my house:

  • Me, Mama O.
  • Daddy O.
  • Big Sister, age 7
  • Little Brother, age 5

Christmas Recap

My kids definitely know the lyrics to “Jingle Bells. Batman Smells,” but they were getting creative for the “12 Days of Christmas.”  Big Sister kept singing, “A party in a pear tree.”

After Christmas, I said to my family, “Well, we have to clean up after Santa where he had his cookies. He was a busy guy, so no time to clean-up.”

Little Brother chimed in, “Yeah, Santa doesn’t do dishes.”

I agreed, “No, not when he’s out delivering presents, but if I were Mrs. Claus, I’d have him help do dishes.”

I wrote about what Big Sister really wanted for Christmas in this last Fly on the Wall post. Well, Santa did find a way to bring her what she had on her list. Here she is on Christmas morning:

 

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So happy with her puppy named Cutie.

She takes it for walks around the house, feeds it, and cleans up after it. (It’s the puppy that eats its own poop – a little to close to real life, right?!)

We celebrated New Year’s with my sister and her family. Randomly, my eight year old nephew (the oldest kid there), said, “I wish I could walk on water like Jesus….because then I could get up water skiing all the time!”

Double Entendre

I was being goofy while playing the game called Cootie with the hubs and my kids. Putting on all the various bug body parts reminded me of the Paul Anka tune, “Put your Head on my Shoulder.”  So I was singing “put your leg on my cootie.”  It took me and Daddy O. a few turns until I sang, “put your head on my cootie” to realize the double entendre. I stopped signing. LOL

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The game of Cootie – anyone else remember this? It is probably from the 80’s, as it was a game from my childhood.

Another Game

For Big Sister’s birthday, we received a really fun family trivia game called “Beat the Parents.” Kids and parents are asked separate questions. For one question, I asked the kids, “What is Old Faithful?”

Little Brother replied, “Loving.”

Me, laughing, “No, good try. It’s a thing of nature.”

Other Funnies

We had a “nature sounds” alarm clock that we received as a wedding present. It became Big Sister’s clock when she was a baby, and she has fallen asleep to nature sounds for years (usually a pond sound or waterfall).  Well, after 11 years of service, the nature sounds alarm clock died, so I had to find replacements; this time for both kids who each wanted their own. I found this one from Amazon:

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New Clock Radio with custom soothing sounds

As you can see, it has a lot of buttons on it, so I had to read the directions for setup. My kids were excitedly pressing all the buttons, and Daddy O. was asking how to work it. I replied, “Well, it doesn’t say what to do when your kid presses buttons 29 times in a row!” Geez!

After school one day, Little Brother complained that a boy on the bus took of his hat. I asked what he did. Little Brother said, “Nothing.”

I continued to tell him, “Well, you have to learn to stand up for yourself.”

His comment, “There’s no standing on the bus.”

Kids can be so literal!

The Best for Last

I poured syrup on my daughter’s pancakes without her asking, so she asked, “Did you read my mind?” I replied, “I did.”

Without missing a beat, Big Sister said, “Moms can’t read minds, only Jedis can.”

My reply, “What if I’m a Mom Jedi?!”

Parting Words

And for one more picture, I will leave you with a a new sign that I bought at a local craft marketplace. I love the saying…

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Now, shoo Fly and be sure to read what’s going on with the other fabulous bloggers in this challenge!

 

 

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Fly on the Wall – Holiday Sentiments

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 9 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.

I love this challenge so much that I even have my own page for it on my blog HERE.

Buzz around, see what you think, then click on these links for a peek into some other homes:

Baking In A Tornado                   http://www.bakinginatornado.com/

Menopausal Mother                    http://www.menopausalmom.com/

Spatulas on Parade                     http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/

Searching for Sanity                    http://singlemumplusone.blogspot.com

Never Ever Give Up Hope             http://batteredhope.blogspot.com

Dinosaur Superhero Mommy         http://dinoheromommy.com/

Southern Belle Charm                   http://www.southernbellecharm.com

A Little Piece of Peace                   http://little-piece-of-peace.blogspot.com

Thanksgiving Leftovers

My 5 and 7 year old kids had some silly thoughts on what to be thankful for on Thanksgiving. Here’s what they shared as we were driving to Grandma and Grandpa’s house:

Big sister: I’m thankful I’m not an ant, so I won’t get squished.

Little brother: I’m thankful I’m not a tree, then I won’t get cut down. (He was thinking of the evergreen trees that we cut down for our Christmas tree)

Little Brother: I’m thankful that God made candy.

Many of Little Brother’s religious ed classmates also were thankful for candy, though some did say things like, “family, friends, our house.”

Decorating our Home

Little brother: Do you know that this stocking is a sock for a giant?

The kids went crazy decorating the tree. They wanted to put ornaments on so quickly. I just listened as I was nearby:

Big sister: Let’s put the cross next to the angel.

Little brother: Yeah, it’s like God is watching over us.

It was too sweet! I guess he is learning something from church / religious ed besides being thankful for God making candy.

 A New Rule

It was a frightfully frigid day with a high of five degrees, so I felt motivated (finally) to make something. We had shredded zucchini in the freezer, so I made zucchini bread. When it came time to eat it, I helped myself to the crust and an inside piece. Little Brother said, “No fair! You got two pieces.” I replied, “Yes, the baker gets two!”

Our Affordable Art Gallery

We have been coloring and painting (as usual), and I wanted to finally clean up our creations. Little Brother and I decided to hang up some of our favorites in an “art gallery” in our home.  We have two display areas. Here they are:

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I overheard Little Brother talking to Daddy O. about the gallery, and he said, “Yeah, I think we should charge 299 for some pictures.”  Then he paused, “or maybe 199.”  I am not sure if he meant $299 and $199 or $2.99 and $1.99. Either way, some of his priceless works are saved in a storage bin under his bed.

Santa, You are the Best

FINALLY  after five and seven years, respectively, the kids are okay with visiting Santa this year. Here they were with him earlier this month:

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Little brother and Big sister hanging with Santa

Big sister has been consistent in asking Santa and writing about what she wants: “I want a puppy that eats its own poop.”

Santa’s response, “We’ll try.”

Bless your heart Santa! This ACTUALLY is a real toy. See Target, FurReal Friends Pax, My Poopin’ Pup.  The food that you can feed it is actually then pooped out, and I believe you then feed the same pellets to the dog. Sigh.

She has been so consistent in asking for this toy, writing a letter to Santa over the weekend and asking for the same thing. I told her today that I emailed her letter to Santa, since it wouldn’t reach the North Pole in time via the postal service.

Santa’s response was cute –

“I see you’d like a special friend for Christmas. Now one thing about a puppy, real, or even pretend, is that flying in my sleigh can be a bit scary for them….. Now you know I will try my best for you, but I will have to check with your family if that’s ok. Will you check too? “

Santa, you are the best!!

I hope Santa is good to you and yours this holiday too! Merry Christmas & Happy New Year!

Fly on the Wall: Just Mama

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 6 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 7
  • Little Brother, age 5

And here we are, enjoying the beautiful fall leaves and some amazing weather!

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As overheard at the Dinner Table 

Daddy O: We need to take the leaf out of the table.

Big Sister: I don’t see a leaf. (a leaf of the table to make it bigger)

Little Brother: I’m eating an army of grapes.

Daddy O. remarked one morning,”That’s a bird in a blanket. (I had wrapped up a sausage in a pumpkin pancake) My reply, “What, I thought it was pigs in a blanket.” Daddy O. explained, “No, it’s turkey sausage, so it’s a bird.”

Highlights from the Kids

Little Brother while eating ice cream: Neck freeze! (as opposed to brain freeze)

We had a great time playing at Grandma and Grandpa’s House with cousins. I made a comment on how nice they played with their cousins, and Little Brother set me straight, “They are not our cousins. They are our friends!”

At dinner recently, we were asking the kids about their favorite part of the day. My son chimed in, “My favorite part of the day was Mama.” I asked, “Well, was it something you did with mama?” His reply was precious, ” No, just Mama!” Melt my heart…I wrote about him still being my baby in this post.

Big Sister declared, “The older I get the funnier I get.” Don’t we all?!

Big Sister: Do you know what I call weeds? The flowers’ mean neighbor.

New Level of Humor in our House

One of our toy magnetic board and decorative skeleton will never be the same.

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The man figure is going potty (the circles are butt cheeks), and the skeleton is self-explanatory. Sigh…and so it begins at age 5 and almost 7.

What’s Really Essential?

One evening I told him, “I declined to be part of a candle fundraiser.” He replied, “Good, we don’t use those.” I added, “Yea, and some family members now use essential oils more.” Daddy O. responded, “I’ve never understood for what or for whom oils were essential.” I laughed, “Me too. Good one!”

Burn it Now

I had my super organized BFF over, and this time we attacked my closet (after organizing toys one other time she visited). To some of my clothes she said, “Oh my, burn it now!” I highly recommend having some adult beverages while enlisting the help of a good friend to downsize your closet. Fun times and lots of laughs! Here were some of the cast-offs from that night:

 

More Fly on the Wall Fun

Now shoo fly, and be sure to click on these links for a peek into some other homes:

Baking In A Tornado                   http://www.bakinginatornado.com/

Menopausal Mother                    http://www.menopausalmom.com/

Spatulas on Parade                     http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/

Searching for Sanity                    http://singlemumplusone.blogspot.com

Dinosaur Superhero Mommy         http://dinoheromommy.com/

Fly on the Wall: Parenting in a Nutshell

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 9 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:

Baking In A Tornado                   http://www.bakinginatornado.com/

Menopausal Mother                    http://www.menopausalmom.com/

Spatulas on Parade                     http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/

Searching for Sanity                    http://singlemumplusone.blogspot.com

Never Ever Give Up Hope             http://batteredhope.blogspot.com

Dinosaur Superhero Mommy         http://dinoheromommy.com/

The Bergham Chronicles               http://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com/

When I Grow Up                       http://kimberlyyavorski.com/whenigrowup/

Wanting to Regress, I Guess

In past Fly on the Wall posts I have talked about growing older, mostly as it relates to my kids. In a unique twist, I heard my kids say, “I wish we were babies, and you had to change our diapers.”

Daddy O. replied, “Babies don’t earn coins for doing jobs. They can’t buy things with money. They can’t go swimming by themselves.” At age 6 Big Sister can be in the water by herself with an adult on the pool deck. Little Brother still needs an adult in the water with him at age 5.

Little Brother explained, “We would just swim on you. You do all the work, and we do all the relaxing.”

Me lamenting to Daddy O., “That’s parenting in a nutshell.” Sigh.

Camping / Outdoor Quips

While we were hiking, we had to double back to reach the correct trail. I was able to say, “Turn by the floating caterpillar!” It did appear to be floating, suspended on a thin line of a spider’s web. It was cool!

Both kids asked on our hike, “Are there wolves in the woods?”

I replied, “Just make your annoying noises and they’ll stay away.”

Big Sister was a big discouraged after fishing, saying, “I know why we didn’t catch any fish. It’s because we SUCK!” Wow, I didn’t realize she knew that phrase.  I explained that they didn’t suck, but they just needed to find a better fishing spot…and the fish don’t always bite, blah, blah blah (I’m sure she just heard the voice of Charlie Brown’s Mom.)

Wedding = Kid Free Time!

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Daddy and Mama O all fancy for the wedding – what I can do with time to fix my hair.

Daddy O. and I attended a beautiful wedding of an extended family member, while our kids went with their aunt and uncle and cousins. At the end of the weekend, Big Sister explained, “At our aunt’s house, you get points for sleeping in.” Hmm…maybe we should do that at home!

On our drive to the wedding we were enjoying some 80’s music. I heard the station identification and said, “Wait, is this the oldies station?!”  Daddy O. remarked, “Yeah, we are oldies.”

While up north we saw a few “Man’s Sale” signs. My sister and I laughed, wondering if men were for sale.  A few miles down the road more signs gave a few more clues as to what a “Man’s Sale” was – fishing, hunting, clothing for men, but it was a good laugh!

Little Brother’s New Game

At the step in our garage that leads to our home there were four water bottles lined up. Daddy O. asked, “What’s with these water bottles here?”

Me: It was a game. Little Brother would ride his bike around the garage and would deliver me a water bottle that he pretended was a bottle of wine. Then he’d ride around again and pick up another bottle and deliver it to me. I think it’s a good game.

Daddy O: Okay then…

Now shoo fly, and go check out all of these other posts!

 

Fly on the Wall: Stop Chatty, Chat, Chatting

It’s that time of the month again! 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 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

Animal Antics

My kids really love animals, so I wasn’t surprised when my son said, “I am chewing my spaghetti as a llama.”  Oh really! He’s continued to say this whenever we eat pasta now.

Little brother sniffing me (like an animal), then told me, “When you wake up, you smell like a stinky ball.”

I asked him, “Do you smell like a stinky ball when you wake up?”

“No way!” he said.

While riding in the car, Little Brother declared, “Guess what? Wolves and African wild dogs can tire their prey to exhaustion. They run and run and run and then they get the moose.”

Me to Daddy O. “Wow, he’s just like that kid in Jerry Maguire!”

Tonight in the car, the kids were comparing my driving speed to how fast animals can run. “A lion is 40 mph. Did you know giraffes can only run 25 mph? This is way slower than a cheetah can run. Yeah, that’s 70 mph.” They really crack me up!

New Desserts

As I may have mentioned in other posts, I have a lot of time at home with Little Brother while Big Sister is in all day kindergarten. During winter we try to stay busy even if we’re indoors, so we’ve ended up baking together several times. One day he came up with his own dessert and starting giving me instructions:

“First take a chocolate granola bar. Then put Nutella on it. And then add green sprinkles.” He let me make my own version with Nutella on a graham cracker, saying “you get the pink sprinkles.”  This guy is chocolate lover like me!

Every year for the past 14 years we have been fortunate to receive some Japanese candies along with a card from a family I met when I spent a summer in Tokyo. In turn, I try to send them American candies.  This year it was fun trying all of the candies as a family. My daughter recently held up a fig-newton looking bar, and asked what I thought it was.

“It’s not chocolate! I know that much. It’s probably bean paste.” (as an aside, my mom had mistaken chocolate for bean paste when she visited me in Japan and bought a dessert all by herself – big disappointment).

Big Sister gave it a try, and exclaimed, “You gotta try this bean paste!” I guess I have a new ingredient that I can sneak into baking…

Just because we’re on the topic of baking and desserts, I thought I’d add a few comments around our 10 year anniversary.

Daddy O: I would really love a cherry pie for our anniversary.

Me (later in the day): I made you a marriage of our favorites – your tart cherries and my dark chocolate made one delicious chocolate cherry cake!

Daddy O: This is so good, I’ve had to have two a day!

Mama O and Daddy O on their 10 year anniversary

The selfie I took of Daddy O. and me on our actual anniversary.

Say WHAT?!

I took Little Brother shopping recently, and he spied some camouflage walkie talkies. He was all excited and of course wanted to buy them. I told him that he should bring his money to buy that toy, so we went home to empty his piggy bank and count it. When Daddy came home he said, “I have enough money for a wafee toffee.” I corrected him, “You mean a walkie talkie, right?”  Little Brother, “No, wafee toffee.”  We ended up returning to the store to let him buy the walkie talkie, and he since has stopped saying “wafee toffee.” It sounded pretty cute though!

When Little Brother is getting impatient (usually when we’re out in public), he has taken to saying, “Stop chatty, chat, chatting.” But my name is Cathy…isn’t Chatty Cathy a thing?

We were driving around, looking for a place to eat Sunday brunch, and as we passed a favorite neighborhood bistro, Little Brother professed, “I love bistros.”

Big sister wanted to play some apps or read some e-books on my Nook Tablet, and asked for the password, “Can you tell me the password when I’m like 13 or 14 years old?” Yes, I sure can. She’s so cute!

Life Isn’t Fair

Big sister at age 6 is becoming prone to drama – eye rolls, hands on the hip, and stare downs from time to time! Ugh!  She blurted out, “Jordan and Kate ALWAYS get hot lunch. How come I NEVER get hot lunch?! Life isn’t fair. Don’t laugh at me, Mom.”

Oh my child…I could not help but laugh.  How much you have to learn! And I am sure I will be hearing, “Life’s not fair” from you many more times!

For more Fly fun, be sure to click on these links for a peek into some other homes:

Baking In A Tornado

Juicebox Confession

Menopausal Mother

Someone Else’s Genius

Spatulas on Parade

Searching for Sanity

Never Ever Give Up Hope

Dinosaur Superhero Mommy

Not That Sarah Michelle

Southern Belle Charm