The writings of a mom who sometimes loses her mind: It's half full today

Quotes from the kids

D- (Talking about the baby) "She said I love you. Did you hear her? She said wah wah wah...that's I love you in spanish."
We are sitting down talking at the start of a play. I tell the kids, "This is like a movie theater. You shouldn't talk." D chimes in, "And turn off your cell phones."
In the car I say, "No more messing around. Period." J replies, "Don't you mean exclamation mark?"
D- "Can I have some farties?" (smarties)
J- "I am going to wear my warmings tonight, I am pretty cold." (long johns)
O- "I know what a female is. I know what a mailbox is too. A female is a girl and mailbox is a boy. I know that because the wii and J taught me. Mom, why is a boy a mailbox and a girl a female?"
J- (we had Wendys for dinner) "Did you get me a Junior booger...whatever it's called?" I said, "Burger," and we both laughed.
J- "This is so hot. It must be 87 degrees or something. Ya, probably 87 degrees. It's pretty hot."
J- "Someone ate all the marshmellows out of my Lucky Charms." Dad responds dump it out and get a new bowl. J dumps it out. Dad says, "Not on the table! In the garbage." J gets the cereal off the table and into the garbage.
O- "How old are you and Dad? You're eighteen and he's thirteen, right?"
D- (talking about the bath water) I ask, "Is it too hot?" "No." "Is it too cold?" "No." "Then, it's perfect?" "No." I ask confused, "What?" D replies, "I just wanted to say no."
O- (speaking of baseball) "Do we play on the force field?"
D- (talking to Dad) "You can't feed the baby because you don't have bumps."
J- "O kicked me in the back in a pressure point." I ask, "What's a pressure point?" J says, "Well, I don't know but I think that's where I got kicked." I decide to take a look at J's back. It looks like J's back is really dry. I say, "What are all these little bumps?" J promptly chimes in, "Oh no! Chicken pox!" I think it's way past bed time.
O- "Don't eat that! It's for the beast!" I ask for what, and O says, "The beast." I finally get it, the feast.
O- "Dad are you hot?" Dad replies, "Yes, I am always hot!" O-"Let me feel." (O grabs Dad's arm) "No Dad, you're not hot."
J- "You don't want your old bike? How 'bout I trade you? I'll give you my bouncy ball."
Today J's hair didn't look combed and I said, "You need to fix your hair." Then I see J pick up the remote and comb with it. I ask, "What are you doing?" J answers, "Mom, the remote works great!"
The other night it was bedtime and I see J has just come out of the bathroom...with his hair freshy styled. I ask, "Why did you just do your hair?" J replies, "I don't want to have to do it in the morning."
O wrote a song for C. After singing the song for us, O decided the best part of the song was the line, "I love you even when you fart."
I know who that is. It's M. Wrestle Ballard.--O
You like to eat booggers.--J I know I do. They taste good.--O Here I have a boogger right now you can eat.--J I don't like other people's booggers...only my own.--O
Please don't pay my lunch money. (I ask why not.) I want to get a stamp on my hand. (They only give stamps for insufficient funds.)--J
You can be diaper man without a diaper. Don't waste the diapers.--J

Friday, February 20, 2009

It's half full today

Lately I wonder if I am happy with the little weight I have lost since my baby, or discouraged with the large amount of weight left to lose. J was so excited to tell me, "Mom, I can reach my arms all around you when I hug you now...you are so small." Not long after, O stated, "Mom, you look pregnant." Ughh. I guess both are true. Kids are pretty frank and pretty honest, for the most part. Realizing I am both small and big is a comforting realization for me. If I am both, I can choose which view I would like to adopt as my vision. In addition, I can stop the habit of quickly discarding the kind compliments of others, understanding that I should not be presumptuous as to how they view me. With this in mind, I choose today's glass to be half full...cuz I'm hungry (and thirsty ha ha). And, hunger and frustration don't mix.

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It's half full today

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