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Happy first birthday, Jack! Here’s a video of a few of your peeps celebrating the big day…
“Easy pea-zie, lemon squeezie.” -what Callie claims Math is.
“I ain’t gonna study no, no more! Ain’t gonna study no-no more…” – Anders’ rendition of the latest song Callie brought home from school for us. We’ve had Down By the Riverside on the brain all week! Oh, and he is now a worthy opponent in Battleship and Uno. Even though Callie always opts for Life, her all time favorite game.
Nate claims someone mysteriously stole his band book. YIKES!! Now how can that poor boy practice?! One wonders. He is scheduled to play at the ice cream social Saturday in spite of the devastating loss.
Jack is on the move; an official crawler. His specialties: the line up of shoes by the door, the bottom shelf of all bookcases, & the magazine basket. He’s also been know to try to juggle cans found on the bottom shelf in the pantry.
We’re working on getting family pictures taken for a belated Mother’s Day gift. We are in need of a sunny day, time to go to the park with our nice clothes assembled, and a third party to snap the shot to all converge at the same time. This may take us well into summer to accomplish. Better late than never, huh?
Our home is officially on the market. Had several people through it this week. I thought I’d really hate that part, but so far, it’s forcing me to keep the house presentable at a moment’s notice & I really like that. Wish me luck in that area when school’s out!!!
Just discovered two things: 1) There’s a British isle called Mann – never knew that. The people there are Manx and I guess it’s a great place to make movies. Who knew? 2) Come to find out, Moondog, the quirky nickname Keith gave Nate years ago, was actually a real blind composer/inventor who lived homeless on the streets of NYC & apparently wore homemade clothing to resemble Thor, the Viking god. Fascinating. Oh, the wealth of information you collect when surfing while your sons sleep in.
This is Ander’s favorite rendition of our latest song. He says she looks like Grandma. My only question is which one. You be the judge…
I know, I know. I’ve already sent you over to Prodigal Jon so many times before. But these last two have been really good. The one today is my new fav serious post he’s done. Excellent! Go read it. I’ll wait. I know I’ll be thinking on that one & weaving it into my talks with the kids for a long, long time to come.
The one from yesterday made me laugh out loud, again. I especially love the shofar horn bit. You’ll just have to read it. He is too funny! Hope he made your day as much as he did mine.
I just found this funny!! I agree – those Peeps are weird…
In the spirit of Anders’ birthday party last night, I bring you this amazing BBC footage of some pretty amazing little creatures…
Have you seen this yet? Comedian Louis CK on Conan O’Brian…
I love my oldest boy’s sense of humor; always have. But I am especially enjoying him as he gets older & all the more sophisticated in his presentation. I just had to write down a few for memory’s sake…
“Here’s my imitation of music class, ‘Okay, Class. Today, we’re watching Elf.’ (Nate turns around to make this sound imitating a teacher hiding a pop can) – kerchunk – s-s-s-s-s-s.” (That’s the sound of a pop can opening, in case you don’t recognize my spelling there.) “Oh-h-h-h-h! He makes me so-o-o-o thirsty!” Does Nate know how to pull his momma’s chain or what!? I SO want to hop up on my soapbox here on various fronts with that little skit (& he knows it, I think that’s why he tells me, just to see if I can listen without going off about how he at LEAST could show a musical for crying out loud)!! But I bite my tongue & he skips right along to, “My music teacher makes weird shapes with his hands. He says he can’t help it.” Me: “Is this the same band teacher with the pop addiction? The one who can’t make it through a class without opening & chugging a can? Might that have something to do with the weird shapes his hand involuntarily makes, you think?”
“Here’s Mrs. C during our country reports. POOF! zzzt-zzzt-zzzt-zzzt-zzzt. Zzzt-zzzt-zzzt-zzzt-zzzt… ‘Wait a minute class, I need to change cameras.’ She forgot her camera, so used a couple throw-aways with really bright flashes. It was annoying.” It hadn’t really dawned on me until then that he doesn’t know anything but digital cameras! He has no memory of the outrageously bright lights Dad’s movie camera used to have, or the sounds of film forwarding in the case let alone the dreaded manual forwarding wheel (didn’t we think those throw-aways were pretty slick a mere 15 years ago?), or of having to wait to see what your pictures look like! Wow, cameras sure have come a long way. I do get a huge kick out of the descriptions of teachers from a student’s perspective again. : ] We teachers are pretty quirky folk, aren’t we?
“Dun-dun-dun!!” – That dramatic little song (baritone, or is it a trombone?, menacingly descending by two & a half steps between notes) you hear in shows where it first hits a character’s brain that something really bad is going to happen. You know the one – where they zoom in on the face real tight & show the look of shock in the eyes. Well, Nate has started doing that little tune at the most hilarious moments: during the climax of a sappy Little House episode while little brother & sister are sitting nearby on the brink of tears, when told it’s time to do dishes, that type of thing. Keeps me chuckling every time! Like I said, his timing is getting pretty good.
I’ll add here it did me a world of good to go in to watch his presentation the other day. It was good for me to see other 6th graders. I may be too quick to worry about Nate sometimes as far as running off to school with unkempt hair & a beloved tshirt worn three days in a row. Keith’s been telling me not to worry so much (remember, he works with this crew & sees them every day) & I now see he (Nate I mean, not Keith) fits right in there with sixth grade, at least where my boy is. Sweet kids, but worried about their hair, clothing, etc. they are not. I had the bar set a little too high in my mind. Sixth grade. What an interesting time in life!
As dawn was breaking this morning, a little voice coming from Anders’ bunk: “Mom? I need you! And bring the scissors.”
The expression on his face!!
After I stopped laughing, and took pictures…
Last night, Anders & Daddy had a special basketball game outing. They came back with a “gum treat”.
How many times have I said!
Oh, never mind. Get the scissors.
Anders often leaves little calling cards around the house in unsuspecting places. Here’s one found in the hall windowsill this morning. After carefully lining up my deco houses, he ran out of sheep to have knocking at each door, so he put a knight head at one. He told me he wanted to surprise “them” when they came out. BOYS!!
Two more good ones: Jelly Bellies of Christendom & How Christian is Your Cubicle? have been added to the list of excellent posts by Prodigal Jon.
