At dinner tonite (sweet n sour pork stir-fry) William would point to each different thing on his plate, asking "What's this?" A carrot. "What's this?" A pineapple. "What's this?"
"A piece of pork," I told him. "Do you know what pork is?"
No.
"Pork comes from a pig. It is piggy meat," I explain.
Gabriella joins in. "This is from a pig?!"
"Yes. Bacon and ham are from pigs also."
That really got her - she LOVES ham. "You mean people KILL pigs?!"
This afternoon as I was changing Tabitha's diaper, William came running up the stairs wearing a pirate outfit (surprise! it wasn't a princess dress!)
He has a panicky look on his face. "Mom! I just heard on the radio that some bad guys are coming!" (He had been downstairs alone, no radio or noise of any kind)
"Bad guys?!" I play along. "When will they be here?"
"In (pause) 7 days!" (3 year olds have no idea of time)
"What are they going to do when they get here?"
"They're gonna KILL us!" Oh my!
He looks over at the top of the stairs. "Oh! There they are!"
"Oh no! Do you have your sword?" Now I am getting panicky!
"Yeah, it's right here!" And he pulls out his imaginary sword from his imaginary sword holder on his belt.
And off he went to fight the "bad guys." My little knight in shining armor! or something like that!
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Quiz Time!
While the kids were eating lunch today, I took a few fun pictures. They were (for the most part) very cooperative. So, here is a little quiz - no pencil and paper required! :) Simply match up the sweet little face on the left with the feet on the right that go with that child. Scroll down slowly so you don't peek at the answers! I'm excited to have lots of comments on how many (and who) you got right!
WARNING: These are actual children, wearing, or not wearing, the clothing and accessories that they picked out today. No adult help or supervision was given (except in assisting Tabitha in putting on her clothes, including the pink jammie shirt she wanted on over her purple shirt)
And now, here are the answers!
Yes, it is true, my sweet son has just a bit of a little cross dressing problem - he loves wearing Gabriella's dress shoes and wearing her princess dresses! I guess that's what we get from me wanting baby #2 to be a girl so badly!
WARNING: These are actual children, wearing, or not wearing, the clothing and accessories that they picked out today. No adult help or supervision was given (except in assisting Tabitha in putting on her clothes, including the pink jammie shirt she wanted on over her purple shirt)
And now, here are the answers!
Yes, it is true, my sweet son has just a bit of a little cross dressing problem - he loves wearing Gabriella's dress shoes and wearing her princess dresses! I guess that's what we get from me wanting baby #2 to be a girl so badly!
Friday, January 25, 2008
Yes, We Have A Woman In The House
I was at Rite-Aid this morning, with William and Tabitha. Basically, we were killing time, waiting until it was time to pick Gabriella up from preschool. Wandering down an aisle, William suddenly got all excited, jumped up in the cart and started pointing, saying (very loudly) "We have some of those at our house! And those, too!" What he was pointing at? Tampons and maxi-pads!
Which reminds me of a funny email I received recently:
A man walks into a pharmacy and wanders up & down the aisles. The sales girl notices him and asks him if she can help him. He answers that he is looking for a box of tampons for his wife. She directs him down the correct aisle.
A few minutes later, he deposits a huge bag of cotton balls and a ball of string on the counter.
Counfused, the cleark says, "Sir, I thought you were looking for some tampons for your wife?"
He answers, "You see, it's like this. Yesterday I sent my wife to the store to get me a carton of cigarettes, and she came back with a tin of tobacco and some rolling papers, cuz it's "so-ooo-ooo much cheaper." So, I figure if I have to roll my own . . . . . so does she!"
Hmmm - sounds like something MY husband would do!
Which reminds me of a funny email I received recently:
A man walks into a pharmacy and wanders up & down the aisles. The sales girl notices him and asks him if she can help him. He answers that he is looking for a box of tampons for his wife. She directs him down the correct aisle.
A few minutes later, he deposits a huge bag of cotton balls and a ball of string on the counter.
Counfused, the cleark says, "Sir, I thought you were looking for some tampons for your wife?"
He answers, "You see, it's like this. Yesterday I sent my wife to the store to get me a carton of cigarettes, and she came back with a tin of tobacco and some rolling papers, cuz it's "so-ooo-ooo much cheaper." So, I figure if I have to roll my own . . . . . so does she!"
Hmmm - sounds like something MY husband would do!
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Three Marias and a Christmas Promise
Today I had a good cry. A bawl fest was more like it. Most of you know about my time in Ecuador too many years ago. For those who don't, from August 1999 - February 2000, I had the wonderful privelege of living in Ecuador as part of an orphanage volunteer group. As one of my Aunts said, I was like Mother Teresa - (which meant so much to me because Mother Teresa has always been one of my heroes!) It was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. Since then, the program has grown and developed and changed so much and monthly newsletters are now emailed to the alumni. It was this newsletter that I received today that brought on the waterworks. Just a small sampling of it: Imagine being the young age of 6 and knowing that your parents left you in a trash can when you were born. Or having seen your mother die, and then being sent to live with the nuns because Grandpa treated you so horribly, and having no idea where your daddy was but wishing and hoping everyday that he would miraculously return for you. And the joy of a new pair of shoes - brand new, that you get to pick out yourself - such a little thing that we all take for granted.
I can't go on - the tears are threatening to spill again. But once I got thru reading this story, I just felt as if there is something I need to do. But what? When Rick got home, as we were eating dinner, I attempted to tell him the story, but ended bawling again and told him he would have to just read it himself. I told him that I am ready for him to take me back to Ecuador (a dream of ours) so that I can bring that little girl, or a few of them, home with me. And you know what? My husband totally surprised me and said that it doesn't sound bad to him! Always before when I've talked of my dreams of adopting all my little Ecuador babies he has firmly told me No.
Now, I am not saying we are filling out paperwork or anything of the sort anytime soon. Especially since adoptions from Ecuador are on hold for the time being (pray that the government will have a change of heart!) But you never know.
Here is the link for those who are ready for a good cry - get some tissues first!
http://app.e2ma.net/campaign/7d2902f36a7a0197639a33b3311a11c1
I can't go on - the tears are threatening to spill again. But once I got thru reading this story, I just felt as if there is something I need to do. But what? When Rick got home, as we were eating dinner, I attempted to tell him the story, but ended bawling again and told him he would have to just read it himself. I told him that I am ready for him to take me back to Ecuador (a dream of ours) so that I can bring that little girl, or a few of them, home with me. And you know what? My husband totally surprised me and said that it doesn't sound bad to him! Always before when I've talked of my dreams of adopting all my little Ecuador babies he has firmly told me No.
Now, I am not saying we are filling out paperwork or anything of the sort anytime soon. Especially since adoptions from Ecuador are on hold for the time being (pray that the government will have a change of heart!) But you never know.
Here is the link for those who are ready for a good cry - get some tissues first!
http://app.e2ma.net/campaign/7d2902f36a7a0197639a33b3311a11c1
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Just Keep Going, Just Keep Going
Ok, so the day did get better (it normally does!). William and Tabitha were much happier after their naps. Gabriella's 2 friends (sisters) came over to play and entertained her. And I calmed myself with a bag of Hershey Nuggets Truffles - chocolate, yum! I ended up having Gabriella hide the bag from me so I didn't give myself a tummy ache!
Dinner tonite was Baked Potato Soup - just what we needed this snowy day! William took one look at it, and in true William form said, "EW!! I don't like that!" I replied, as I always do when he says this (most nites, except Mondays) "Yes, you do. We had it before and you ate it all gone!" And what do you know - he ate it all gone AND had seconds! I had to tell the kids what everything was. " The green things are green onions. The white chunky things are potatoes, and that is bacon and cheese on top." Gabriella kept talking about the "tomatoes" in her soup (potato, tomato). Tabitha found it humorous that she was eating her "Tatoe head" (which is what she calls the Mr. Potato Head that Grandma got each of the kids for Christmas) and I think she got more in her hair than in her tummy.
And then we put a message on our new answering machine. (I don't know what it was with my dear hubby, but for my bday he got me a new phone w/answering machine and a cell phone - does he think all I do is talk on the phone?) We were all pretty excited about the fun little message. So if you haven't already called us to listen, give us a ring! And if we don't answer, just talk away and most likely we are here, just letting the machine do its job and have some fun!
Dinner tonite was Baked Potato Soup - just what we needed this snowy day! William took one look at it, and in true William form said, "EW!! I don't like that!" I replied, as I always do when he says this (most nites, except Mondays) "Yes, you do. We had it before and you ate it all gone!" And what do you know - he ate it all gone AND had seconds! I had to tell the kids what everything was. " The green things are green onions. The white chunky things are potatoes, and that is bacon and cheese on top." Gabriella kept talking about the "tomatoes" in her soup (potato, tomato). Tabitha found it humorous that she was eating her "Tatoe head" (which is what she calls the Mr. Potato Head that Grandma got each of the kids for Christmas) and I think she got more in her hair than in her tummy.
And then we put a message on our new answering machine. (I don't know what it was with my dear hubby, but for my bday he got me a new phone w/answering machine and a cell phone - does he think all I do is talk on the phone?) We were all pretty excited about the fun little message. So if you haven't already called us to listen, give us a ring! And if we don't answer, just talk away and most likely we are here, just letting the machine do its job and have some fun!
What a Morning
7 AM is really way too early to wake up - especially if you are 5, 3, or almost 2 years old, or a mommy of any of the above. I keep hoping that some miracle will happen and my children will suddenly start sleeping in - even 7:30 would be appreciated!
But this morning especially, was really way too early. I went to bed way too late (I was finishing a good book) and woke up cranky and tired. And the kids. As soon as breakfast was over, it started - the whining and bickering. And a tired, cranky mommy does not handle that too well! So on came a movie and I was hoping my problem was solved. Not quite. Tabitha decided to play with noisy Little People toys, and there was incessant whining from "starving" children. Apples and a cookie did not suffice, so we had an early lunch. Tabitha wouldn't eat. William ate fast. Gabriella was the Pokie little puppy, but finally finished. Early naptime for Tabitha. William peed his pants and then went to bed crying that he "wasn't tired" and was asleep in 20 minutes. And Gabriella's "quiet time" consisted of showing me how to put her Polly poodle's skirt on and telling me all about her friend's Polly hamster and glitter haired Pollys and asking if I knew where her fairy was, and this and that and so on and on and on - it was far from quiet!
And now, like most days, nap time and "quiet" time are over all too soon.
But this morning especially, was really way too early. I went to bed way too late (I was finishing a good book) and woke up cranky and tired. And the kids. As soon as breakfast was over, it started - the whining and bickering. And a tired, cranky mommy does not handle that too well! So on came a movie and I was hoping my problem was solved. Not quite. Tabitha decided to play with noisy Little People toys, and there was incessant whining from "starving" children. Apples and a cookie did not suffice, so we had an early lunch. Tabitha wouldn't eat. William ate fast. Gabriella was the Pokie little puppy, but finally finished. Early naptime for Tabitha. William peed his pants and then went to bed crying that he "wasn't tired" and was asleep in 20 minutes. And Gabriella's "quiet time" consisted of showing me how to put her Polly poodle's skirt on and telling me all about her friend's Polly hamster and glitter haired Pollys and asking if I knew where her fairy was, and this and that and so on and on and on - it was far from quiet!
And now, like most days, nap time and "quiet" time are over all too soon.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
There Are 2 Ways To Handle a Mess
This is what I woke up to this morning. Gabriella came running in my room, saying something about William and Tabitha and sprinkles all over the floor. So I finally pulled myself out of bed, and wandered into the kitchen. Most days, I probably would have yelled and gotten mad. But instead, the new, improved, more patient mommy inside of me, grabbed the camera and took a picture of my little mess makers. And then we all helped clean it up. I had way too many candy sprinkles anyways!
In the words of Gabriella, "There's 2 ways to clean a mess: sweep it up or eat it up!" And yes, a little of both took place!
In the words of Gabriella, "There's 2 ways to clean a mess: sweep it up or eat it up!" And yes, a little of both took place!
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