Tuesday, April 29, 2008

A Day with my Little Man

Little Man is fully in the stage dcrmom calls the
"Festival of Questions!"

I feel like my most common question is "What?" followed closely by the statement, "Dude, I am just not sure what you are asking me."

So, here's a sampling:

All from Little Man, one after the other:
Why do airplanes go faster than cars?
Do firetrucks go faster?
What about trucks?
What about us?
We could go faster on an airplane?
What about a rocket?
Why does that truck go faster than our car?

Since Easter, Little Man has been obsessed with the idea that Jesus is coming back someday. We have had this conversation more times than I can count:
LM: Is tomorrow the day?
Me: The day what?
LM: The day Jesus comes back.
Recently, he added: And takes our arms apart.
Me: what? why would he take our arms apart?
LM: Well, he made us and when he comes back he'll take us apart, right?
Me: Well, not exactly.
This led to me trying to explain in 4 year old terms that God made Adam from dust and Eve from his rib, and that he designed us so that from then on babies grow in their mommies' bodies. (yes, in hindsight, that sounds brave. Or stupid. I'm still trying to decide which.)
LM: So, I grew in your body?
Me: Yes.
LM: And sister grew in Daddy's body?
Yeah, not exactly. And, obviously, I still have some work to do in this department.

While I'm cooking dinner:
LM: So, when do we get our parachutes?
Me: What? (see, I told you it was my most-asked question)
LM: You know, so we can jump out of airplanes and stuff.
Um, what?!?!
And, yes Mom, I told him never.

There was also a question recently about when he was getting a motorcycle and I told him that I would never be buying him one, but when he is grown man if he wants to spend his money that way, that was ok with me. So far, he has said that he is buying a pick-up truck, a motorcycle, several old cars, every "race" car we have ever passed - that means any sports car and any car with stripes or words on it, and probably some others that I've forgotten about. I figure he'll either be Jay Le*no or I don't have anything to worry about because he'll never be able to afford it all.

And with gas prices lately, I'm guessing the latter even if he IS as successful as Le*no.

For more funny things kids are saying, visit Mary at Not Before 7.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Gasoline smells what?

My hubby and I had a date night this past week while our kids were at a church activity. We discussed the kids, and especially talked about how much our Little Man likes cars. All cars. And pretty much only cars. In case you missed where I mentioned this love before, check out this. And this. And this. And this. You get the idea.

I was speculating on his future and wondering what plans God has in store for him. At this point, it's pretty hard for me to believe that cars of some sort are not in the plan.

And, as if I needed further confirmation....

On the way to pick the kids up from the church, we stopped and got gasoline for the mower. Which, of course, leaked in the van and made it smell horrible.

I had a headache.

But, my Little Man got in the car and said, "Mommy, what smells yummy?"

For more funny things, check out "Tiny Talk" at Not Before 7.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Native American Night

A couple of weeks ago, we finished our Native American unit by having a Native American night. I found this book on our trip to the Cliff Dwellings. It had some great ideas!

We invited Neighbor Girl to enjoy the fun. The girls made shawls and headbands. I cut the shawls a little large (oops!), but they had fun decorating them.

Our tepee is made from some extra "tubes" that are part of plastic shelves. I'm not sure why we have a box of them in the basement, but they came in handy. :) We made a long "poles" out of them and then wrapped a sheet around them. Punkin was very concerned that we have a hole in the top for the smoke to go out.

We had a meal. (WeaverDad and I cheated and had Italian.) But the kids had beef jerky, boiled eggs and a "yummy" main dish of hotdogs (instead of buffalo meat), hominy and kidney beans. We did not use traditional Indian methods of gathering or cooking, but it was interesting to see Punkin start to think about how people might have eaten before there were refrigerators and grocery stores.
We played some games that were explained in the book. The kids had fun with those, and mine still ask to play one of them.

Then, they curled up in the tepee and watched Pocahontas.

It was a fun night!

Monday, April 7, 2008

Tackle It Tuesday

Tackle It Tuesday Meme

I am SO excited this is done! :)

Craft supply area before: After:

School supply area before:

For more Tackle It Tuesday projects, visit 5 minutes for Mom.

Saturday, April 5, 2008

How did this happen?


My Little Man.... is 4!

He's my April Fool's Day baby, and I think it suits him. He loves to make people laugh.

I remember once when he was maybe 9 or 10 months old, we were in a hurry at lunchtime and drove through at McDonalds and sat in the car to eat. Punkin was in the rider's seat, and Little Man was sitting in my lap. He lost his balance a little and hit his head on the window. He began to cry - but Punkin laughed. He immediately stopped crying and did it again!

A more recent memory I have is of him trying to get the idea of a "knock-knock" joke. Punkin was in the phase of learning them, and she loved to tell the banana one that ended with "orange" and "Aren't you glad I didn't say banana?"

He didn't quite get why that was funny, but he got that people laughed. He would say:
"Who's there?"
"Banana who?"

It was so funny that we couldn't help but laugh, so he told it over and over.

The years have flown. WeaverDad keeps telling me to stop blinking. Some days, I wish I could.

Happy Birthday, my Little Man!

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Why I'm not a public school mom

Neighbor Girl spent the night with us last night because her big sis had a successful leg surgery yesterday.

We did well last night. I remembered to get her from the bus stop, we went to gymnastics, she actually liked the supper I fixed, and the girls finally fell asleep around 10 when I was just about to give up hope that they would ever quit giggling.

However, this morning I realized:
- All the other kids have on coats because it is well, COLD outside.
- Maybe I should have asked if she had any homework? (Oops, she did.)
- Her glasses are on my desk. I'm guessing they would be more useful to her if she had them.

So, I'm thinking maybe it's a good thing that we homeschool.