Christopher and Thomas were hard at work, digging their own labyrinth in the mulch pile in the front yard. They even had a sign that said “minotaur” with an arrow pointing to it. They wanted me to film them, and so here, for your viewing pleasure, is my first blog movie. [I especially loved the … [Read more…]
Overheard at the kitchen table this morning: Sean to Christopher:I’ve got lasers that can shoot through any armor! You can’t escape! Kathryn:No… I’m St. Martin de Porres and all I have to do is touch him and he’ll be healed again! [while this book doesn’t necessarily have lasers in it, it has obviously been quite … [Read more…]
Sweet, sweet kids that they are (especially Kathryn, who just turned seven and therefore knew what she was missing), the birthday kids this week graciously accepted a VERY toned down birthday celebration, understanding that Mommy couldn’t do much this year, and the big “present” for us all was the birth of Grace. Still, I want … [Read more…]
Thomas: Mommy, you never have to worry about the robbers coming to take you away. Me: No, sweetie… I don’t need to worry about robbers stealing me. Thomas: Dat’s wight, ’cause you’re too heavy to carry.
…why on earth I make poor Thomas walk around with hair in front of his eyes (see pictures below), let me state for the record: It is his choice! Really! If I so much as brush the hair out of his eyes, he will very firmly say, “No Mommy… God gave me ‘hanging down hair’!” … [Read more…]
So I’ll leave you with two actual, honest-to-goodness sentences heard here today. The first one I overheard as Thomas and Christopher were at the kitchen table, snacking… T: Christopher, wet’s eat some more chips, and then we can pway the “watch out for the throw-up” game! (Yes, I was horrified and no, as far as … [Read more…]