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
Buzz around, see what you think, then click on these links at the bottom of my post for a peek into some other homes:
What We’ve Been Up to Lately…
So this happened –
And it’s been a stressful process! After working hard and staging our home for pictures, Daddy O. asked me what I wanted to do that weekend. My reply was, “Nothing! Let the house get a little messy before our listing goes live.”
Fortunately, our home had an accepted offer in about three weeks, so now we’re onto packing.
Here’s how another conversation went:
Me: Ugh, we have 12 teacups in this set of china from my grandma. How do I pack all of this?
Daddy O: Well, if you get rid of it, you’re ruining our kids’ chances of being on Antiques Roadshow.
We are keeping the teacups.
C is for…
We stayed overnight at Grandma & Grandpa’s for Easter and had the kids take a bath / shower before Easter Sunday. I set out the travel toiletries for Big Sister’s turn to clean up, giving her my small shampoo and conditioner bottles to use. Daddy O. came down and said, “Big sister just conditioned her entire body. Her explanation was that she thought the ‘c'(on top of the bottle) was for clean.”
Me: My stomach feels touchy.
Big sister: What happens when you touch it?
Daddy O. remarked, “Nothing natural comes out that way or in that color.”
Doesn’t it look pretty though? Tastes good too when your stomach isn’t touchy!
Best of my Fly on the Wall Posts
It’s hard to believe that I’ve been part of these post for the past two years!
US in Summer 2013 – one of my favorite family pictures
April 2014 was my first post and I’ve kept on participating regularly. I’ve enjoyed looking back through the posts to share some of my favorites:
The Golden Rule
We’ve been talking about the Golden Rule, after reading the Berenstain Bear’s book and big sister went to vacation bible school for the first time this summer. I was a bit surprised when big sister said, “Mom, remember the golden rule: You get what you get, and don’t throw a fit.”
An interesting interpretation of a rule by little bro:
Not eating your boogers is the golden rule.
I guess we need to review the Golden Rule a few more times!
On Getting Tired
Little brother: I took a yawn. (or in other cases, when he’s not tired, he says, “I didn’t take a yawn.”
Me: yawning with exaggeration
Little brother: That’s a Thunder Yawn!
Daddy O.: What’s a thunder yawn?
Little brother: A really big yawn.
I hope this post hasn’t generated too many yawns – be them tiny or thunder yawns!
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 and remember so many words as a kid!
While we were driving somewhere, he asked in his sweet little voice, “Do leaping willows jump?” I had to explain that they are called weeping willows, and no, they did not jump.
Do Books Take Baths?
My mom gave me some old books from my own childhood and even some from when my dad was a kid. My son especially loves Grandpa’s train book! When talking about the books, I said, “It’s an old book from when mom was little. It has old book smell.” Big sister replied, “Pweh! Do books take baths?”
Big sister said she had a “knick knack name” from a friend at school.
Big sister: Mom, I have a big brain like you. I have all sorts of things in my brain this morning.
Big sister shares, “Guess what Mom? Sometimes my brain goes crazy.”
At the end of a long, busy day with the kids, I was tired and just sitting down to read a magazine. My son scooted up on my lap, saying, “Can I come up?” I’m sure I grumbled something, but then he said one of the sweetest phrases that I have ever heard:
I love you more than anything!
On my birthday last year big sister gave me a hug and said:
I love you all around the universe.
I certainly love these posts to help me remember and record such sweetness! And it’s great to be part of such a fun group of bloggers – for more Fly fun, be sure to click on these links for a peek into some other homes:
Baking In A Tornado
Someone Else’s Genius
Spatulas on Parade
Searching for Sanity
Never Ever Give Up Hope
Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
Southern Belle Charm
My Brain on Kids
The Angrivated Mom