Monday, October 8, 2012
My Darlin' Diva
Emilia's fashion tip for today requires you to hunt through your closet and find clothes that don't remotely fit you anymore, let alone match and preferably celebrate at least two separate holidays. Wear them. Wear them together and strut your stuff in clothes that are two sizes too small. You'll look just as awesome as she does.
Monday, September 24, 2012
If Only...
I wish it was as easy to post on this blog from my phone as it is to post on Facebook with my phone. Sadly, it is not, which is why you wonderful blog readers have been being neglected lately. It's not intentional, I promise. It's just so much easier and faster to post a picture and an update on Facebook!
But, in effort to keep us all on the same page, I'm here to let you all know that they boys started to learn to type today. They insisted that I find them a program and have been ever-so-kindly reminding me every day that they want to learn to type. They will sit by my side while I'm writing emails and just watch my fingers and make comments like, "I wish I could do that!" or "I can't wait until you find us a program so I can learn to type, too!"
Then, last week, one of the blogs I follow had a post on a FREE online typing program that kids really enjoy. Sweet! I'm all about the free programs! Today was the first day of typing and I had to make Micah stop after 45 minutes so that Josiah could have a turn. They're serious about learning this! After one day they both know the home row and several more keys!!
(The blog I referenced is Freely Educate and the program we are using is Dance Mat Typing)
But, in effort to keep us all on the same page, I'm here to let you all know that they boys started to learn to type today. They insisted that I find them a program and have been ever-so-kindly reminding me every day that they want to learn to type. They will sit by my side while I'm writing emails and just watch my fingers and make comments like, "I wish I could do that!" or "I can't wait until you find us a program so I can learn to type, too!"
Then, last week, one of the blogs I follow had a post on a FREE online typing program that kids really enjoy. Sweet! I'm all about the free programs! Today was the first day of typing and I had to make Micah stop after 45 minutes so that Josiah could have a turn. They're serious about learning this! After one day they both know the home row and several more keys!!
(The blog I referenced is Freely Educate and the program we are using is Dance Mat Typing)
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Four Year Old Fabulousness
Me: I'm going to take a shower
Emilia: Why??
Me: 'Cause it's been awhile and I'm kinda stinky.
Emilia comes up to me and sniffs my shirt.
Emilia: You're not stinky! You smell like coffee.
I take my shower and come back out. She looks at the boys and says with, in a slightly ticked off sort of way,
Emilia: Mommy took a shower. Now she doesn't smell like coffee.
Me: Is that a bad thing?
Emilia: Yes!
Me: Maybe I should just shower in coffee next time.
Emilia: Ok.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
Emilia started playing soccer last weekend. It was kind of a rough start, but once we got a few details worked out, all was good. While we were getting ready to go, though, this was the conversation.
Me: You're almost ready to go. You're gonna be awesome!
Emilia: Yeah, I'm perf-norm-ick.
Me: Perfnormic? What's that mean?
Emilia: It's like being good, only better.
About 30 minutes later...
Me: What was that word of yours that means better than good?
Emilia: I don't remember. What was it?
Me: I don't know, that's why I asked you. I loved the word and I'm trying to remember it.
Emilia: Hmmmm...I don't know. Can't remember.
We think.
Me: Perfnormic!
Emilia: Yes! That's it! Now don't forget it, mommy.
Emilia: Why??
Me: 'Cause it's been awhile and I'm kinda stinky.
Emilia comes up to me and sniffs my shirt.
Emilia: You're not stinky! You smell like coffee.
I take my shower and come back out. She looks at the boys and says with, in a slightly ticked off sort of way,
Emilia: Mommy took a shower. Now she doesn't smell like coffee.
Me: Is that a bad thing?
Emilia: Yes!
Me: Maybe I should just shower in coffee next time.
Emilia: Ok.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
Emilia started playing soccer last weekend. It was kind of a rough start, but once we got a few details worked out, all was good. While we were getting ready to go, though, this was the conversation.
Me: You're almost ready to go. You're gonna be awesome!
Emilia: Yeah, I'm perf-norm-ick.
Me: Perfnormic? What's that mean?
Emilia: It's like being good, only better.
About 30 minutes later...
Me: What was that word of yours that means better than good?
Emilia: I don't remember. What was it?
Me: I don't know, that's why I asked you. I loved the word and I'm trying to remember it.
Emilia: Hmmmm...I don't know. Can't remember.
We think.
Me: Perfnormic!
Emilia: Yes! That's it! Now don't forget it, mommy.
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Monday, September 3, 2012
He's Nine
We spent ONE day as a family celebrating this wonderful young man. We ate funny face pancakes with the fam and played some fun games together to get the day started.
We went to the movie theater TWO times before we made it in time to see the movie.
Madagascar THREE is a very funny movie!!
Josiah asked for FOUR things for his birthday: some new books (any books, just more books to read), a new Lego Hero Factory building set, Mario SuperSluggers Wii game and some money to donate to charity, specifically to homeless people.
FIVE is probably about the number of times that I teased him about possibly not getting the new Harry Potter book for his birthday. He gets one book every year on his birthday and this year was book number three. He's already read 262 pages of it. Next year he says he wants to get his new book first thing in the morning and be left alone for the rest of the day so he can read the whole thing. Except during meal times. He still wants to eat.
John and I made SIX funny face pancakes this morning for all the kids. We started the funny face tradition 5 years ago on when Josiah turned 4 and all the kids love it. When else do they get to eat chocolate chip pancakes with whipped cream and M&Ms?? For my kids, the answer to that is "Never!"
Josiah got SEVEN good night hugs and kisses tonight. We were all eager to try out nine-year-old hugs and kisses. We've never had those in this house before!!
We EIGHT spaghetti and meatballs for dinner tonight, Josiah's request. With garlic bread, broccoli ("cooked broccoli, mommy, because you know I like it better when it's cooked"), salad and parmesan cheese. That's the list he gave me. I said, "What? No sauce?" He rolled his eyes at me.
Tonight, after all of the saucy hands and faces were wiped clean, I stuck NINE candles in this sweet boy's cupcake. We all sang happy birthday, savored our Chocolate, chocolate chip cupcakes with chocolate frosting (Josiah's choice, inspired by a Bill Cosby episode) and watched him open his presents.
I love my boy. I love his laugh and his smile. I love that he still gets hiccups when he laughs really hard. I love his sense of humor on the days it comes out to play. I love how sweet he is to others. I love his big heart to help. I love watching him learn and grow. I love how his brain is a sponge and can remember everything he reads or sees or hears. I love knowing what an amazing person he is and helping him see it when he has doubts. I love the nine years I've gotten to share with him and I'm excited about the years that are still to come.
Happy Birthday, Josiah!
You are an amazing kid and I'm so lucky I get to be your mom.
We went to the movie theater TWO times before we made it in time to see the movie.
Madagascar THREE is a very funny movie!!
Josiah asked for FOUR things for his birthday: some new books (any books, just more books to read), a new Lego Hero Factory building set, Mario SuperSluggers Wii game and some money to donate to charity, specifically to homeless people.
FIVE is probably about the number of times that I teased him about possibly not getting the new Harry Potter book for his birthday. He gets one book every year on his birthday and this year was book number three. He's already read 262 pages of it. Next year he says he wants to get his new book first thing in the morning and be left alone for the rest of the day so he can read the whole thing. Except during meal times. He still wants to eat.
John and I made SIX funny face pancakes this morning for all the kids. We started the funny face tradition 5 years ago on when Josiah turned 4 and all the kids love it. When else do they get to eat chocolate chip pancakes with whipped cream and M&Ms?? For my kids, the answer to that is "Never!"
Josiah got SEVEN good night hugs and kisses tonight. We were all eager to try out nine-year-old hugs and kisses. We've never had those in this house before!!
We EIGHT spaghetti and meatballs for dinner tonight, Josiah's request. With garlic bread, broccoli ("cooked broccoli, mommy, because you know I like it better when it's cooked"), salad and parmesan cheese. That's the list he gave me. I said, "What? No sauce?" He rolled his eyes at me.
Tonight, after all of the saucy hands and faces were wiped clean, I stuck NINE candles in this sweet boy's cupcake. We all sang happy birthday, savored our Chocolate, chocolate chip cupcakes with chocolate frosting (Josiah's choice, inspired by a Bill Cosby episode) and watched him open his presents.
I love my boy. I love his laugh and his smile. I love that he still gets hiccups when he laughs really hard. I love his sense of humor on the days it comes out to play. I love how sweet he is to others. I love his big heart to help. I love watching him learn and grow. I love how his brain is a sponge and can remember everything he reads or sees or hears. I love knowing what an amazing person he is and helping him see it when he has doubts. I love the nine years I've gotten to share with him and I'm excited about the years that are still to come.
Happy Birthday, Josiah!
You are an amazing kid and I'm so lucky I get to be your mom.
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