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 October: Do Bananas Talk?

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 14 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.

Little Brother Highlights

We recently said happy 4th Birthday to my baby boy! On his actual birthday, when I told him I loved him, he said, “I love you more!” So sweet!

Birthday boy taking good care of Spotty, his pet leopard.

Birthday boy taking good care of Spotty, his pet leopard (and bday gift).

While we were driving in the car, my son explains,

Owly (his stuffed owl) doesn’t like things that are boring.

Big sister chimes in, “Grown-ups are boring!”

My reply, “Hey kids, I heard that.” Sigh!

Since I’m home with him most of the week now (save for two mornings a week when he’s in preschool), he is around while I do most of our housework. He took an interest in folding one day, and showed me how it’s done. In the upper left image, he instructed, “And now you give it a hug!”  There is his “finished product” in our linen closet. A few lessons: find the joy in the mundane, and take whatever help you can get, even if it’s the work of a four year old!

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Big Sister’s Highlights

I’ll lead with my favorite thing I heard since last month from my kindergartner:

I miss you, mom, and dad when I’m off at school!

She was explaining this to her brother, saying what a long day it is, and YES, I have to agree! We miss you too big girl!

Other things she’s asked,

Is this syrup from the log cabin? (Reading the brand on the label)

Do bananas talk?

My reply, “What do you think? I think they can talk in your imagination.”

Little brother says quickly, “They don’t.”

Big sister, “Yes, they do.”

Little brother, clarifying, “They whisper.”

Almost every night or every morning, she has been commenting that people in China are waking up or going to bed (basically the opposite of what we’re doing). I asked her how she knew this, and she said, “I was just born knowing that.”

One Last Camping Trip

We enjoyed one last camping trip in late September, taking our two kids and nephews camping at a nearby site. Everyone had a great time, especially our oldest nephew. As we woke up in our tent early Saturday morning, he asked us earnestly, “Are we going to cook the old fashioned way?” I think he meant over a campfire, but it just sounded so cute! We broke out our propane camp stove and cooked breakfast that way.

Later that morning we did some hiking.  I had my hands full with my purse and several bags for the “treasures” that the kids found as part of the nature scavenger hunt, so I turned to Daddy O. and, much to my own embarrassment said, “I kind of wish I had a fanny pack!” Do cool, water-bottle holding type fanny packs exist??

Off and running on the trail!

Off and running on the trail!

This was our view from the trails – kids running on ahead of us! We all enjoyed the beautiful views and fantastic weather.

As you will only hear up north

Earlier this month, I went up north for a girls’ weekend to celebrate my sister’s birthday. We went to a small dive bar and took over the jukebox to play some dance music. During the night, I heard a guy say,

I got so hot that I took off my long underwear.

And to one guy wearing a blaze orange hat, a girl in our group said,

Did you think you were going to get shot while golfing?

Only in a bar up north will you encounter long underwear, camo, and blaze orange! Good times!

A Morning Observation

Daddy O. is typically the last one to wake up in our house. He likes to sleep in when he can, but this doesn’t happen often. Over the weekend, he commented

Our son in extra loud this morning.

My reply, “Little boys only have one volume!”

A Little Distracted

As many parents will agree, I’ve found it’s difficult to carve out my own time when my kids are vying for my attention. I came across these pictures, when my kids climbed on my lap and shoved their heads in between my face and my smartphone. THAT got my attention.

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Because taking silly selfies is more fun than just giving mom some time on her phone.

Similarly, my son climbs on my lap when I’m on the computer, saying, “Mom, get off the computer!”  Jeez – it’s tough to blog these days!

Thanks for reading my Fly post!! Now click on these links for a peek into some other homes:

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

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

http://followmehome.shellybean.com                          Follow me home

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

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

http://themomisodes.com                                        The Momisodes

http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com                            Someone Else’s Genius

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

http://www.clutteredgenius.com                             Cluttered Genius

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

http://www.gomamao.com                                         Go Mama O

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

http://dinoheromommy.com/                                  Dinosaur Superhero Mommy

http://nicholemomof8.blogspot.com/                       Nichole Mom of 8