We stopped in the local farm store to look at the new baby chicks. Is there anything cuter than a fuzzy wuzzy chick?!!! Little yellow fluffy lumpy balls on two tiny orange stick legs, running about yelling, "CHEEP!" nonstop as if to say, "Buy me! Buy me! Buy me!" My goodness, it was tempting, but we are sardine impersonators at the moment. Adding another living, breathing creature to our living space is NOT an option. Besides, those cute little balls of fuzz are going to grow up and form a pecking order and brutally assault their own kind, and then they won't seem so darn cute. But I digress......
Here are a few recent quotes from my own little chicks, and no matter how big they get, they will always make my heart merry. :)
We were driving down a busy road when my eleven year old said, "Mommy, it's against the law to use your cruise control on this road. That sign said you will get a $250 fine for cruising!"
While walking around a busy store, my eight year old said, "Mommy, what does 'hoopauz' mean?" I had him repeat the word several times before I realized he had read "Whoop A$$" on a BBQ sauce bottle. Not being the time nor the place to get into this particular discussion, I told him it was sort of a naughty word. He said, "oh" and just went on to the next interesting thing in his line of vision. Man, I wish it were always that easy to answer their questions!
While walking around a busy store, my eight year old said, "Mommy, what does 'hoopauz' mean?" I had him repeat the word several times before I realized he had read "Whoop A$$" on a BBQ sauce bottle. Not being the time nor the place to get into this particular discussion, I told him it was sort of a naughty word. He said, "oh" and just went on to the next interesting thing in his line of vision. Man, I wish it were always that easy to answer their questions!
Fifteen minutes into our TWO THOUSAND MILE road trip, my four year old asked, "Mommy, are we almost there???"
My son was reading a book to his sisters, when the six year old started doing the popular potty dance. She took off running down the hall at top speed toward the bathroom and yelled, "PAUSE the book! I don't want to miss anything!" Maybe we should think about cutting back on TV/movie time.
My eight year old kept asking me where do you buy chlorine, and how much does it cost. After several days of questioning, I finally had to ask him why he wanted chlorine. He said because he wanted to smell good like daddy. It took me a few minutes to figure out he meant to say "cologne".
We have moved many times in the last few years, and lived in many states. After the last move, my four year old asked, "Mommy, have we ever lived on planet Earth?" Poor kid. Maybe we should think about putting down roots. On planet Earth, of course.
We were having a family discussion on the awesomeness that was Abraham Lincoln. I said that he was a "very good president". The six year old thought about that for a minute and said, "Oh. Then he and Obama would probably fight a lot." Smart kid. :)
Yesterday we drove passed a McDonalds and my 18 month old squealed, "ICE CWEAM!!!!!". That, my friends, is equal parts funny AND sad. I'm not at all sure an 18 month old should be able to recognize a McDonalds from her carseat, OR that she should know that you get ice cream there. That mommy-of-the-year-award is slipping away again. :/
Oh, life is fun. My heart is merry. :)
Oh, life is fun. My heart is merry. :)
