We live not too far from my own Grandparents, and my girls just love them so much. As an Army family they have not had the opportunity to live near any grandparents or aunts and uncles until this past year. They love both Grandma and Grandpa Greg very much but they know that they have Grandpa Greg wrapped around their little fingers. They will ask to call them, so I dial and as soon as Grandma answers they ask for Grandpa Greg. When he gets on the phone they will use their sweet innocent voices and say, "Gwampa Greg? you come ober to my house?" And he will clear his schedule! On days he has to work, Bethany has told him to call her, so he does on his dinner break! They have him trained!
One thing about my grandparents is that they are coffee addicts! In the morning, after meals, in the evening, afternoon, just about anytime. It is not uncommon to hear my Grandma with her New York accent yelling, "Greg! You want your coffee now?" Maybe that is why Shea has begun greeting me in the morning with, "Mommy! I need my coffee!" Also she pretends to give her babies bottles of coffee. "Ok baby! Time to drink you coffee now!" When I give her a cup of juice she will also tell everyone that she is drinking her coffee.
On another note, I get endless material from my kids when they are in the bathtub. Oh the things you should not have to tell another person not to do! I can't just make a list because I have the memory of a goldfish, and there will likely be more material in the future, so for now I will just throw them in whenever and try to number them. Today's is #1, and I have sadly had to say this one more than a few times to my kids.
#1 "Do not lick your sisters butt!"
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
~ Last night as I was cooking dinner, Bethany was sitting at the dining room table playing with a little toy giraffe, little dinosaur, and a little people woman. The woman was the mom, the giraffe was the Dad and the dinosaur was the kid. And her pretend play sounds just like our real life! lol
Mom: Dinosaur, go to your room, right now!
Dinosaur: No!
Mom: what have I told you about that?
Dinosaur: No!
Giraffe: Do you think I'm messing around with you?! Get in your room now!
~Last night at Dinner: Shea- "Mommy cooks the bestest foods!" :D
~This morning while playing outside with her friends, Landon and Jade. They were playing in the dirt pretending to cook. Landon asked Shea, "Will you marry me?" Shea replied, "Not right now! I makin dinner." Landon will make a good little husband. Shea already orders him around and he obeys! Recently he arrived at our house and Shea walked over and shoved a baby doll in his arms and ordered him to hold the baby. Then she went back to her room. He did hold onto that baby until Shea came back and took the baby back from him.
Mom: Dinosaur, go to your room, right now!
Dinosaur: No!
Mom: what have I told you about that?
Dinosaur: No!
Giraffe: Do you think I'm messing around with you?! Get in your room now!
~Last night at Dinner: Shea- "Mommy cooks the bestest foods!" :D
~This morning while playing outside with her friends, Landon and Jade. They were playing in the dirt pretending to cook. Landon asked Shea, "Will you marry me?" Shea replied, "Not right now! I makin dinner." Landon will make a good little husband. Shea already orders him around and he obeys! Recently he arrived at our house and Shea walked over and shoved a baby doll in his arms and ordered him to hold the baby. Then she went back to her room. He did hold onto that baby until Shea came back and took the baby back from him.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
"I wish I could be a bird so I can eat clouds" said wistfully by Bethany... "CWOWDS! NOM NOM NOM!" ~ said in a scary monster voice by Shea
"Daddy, I got poops in my butt, are we home YET!" ~Shea
At the dinner table:
Me: Just taste your broccoli"
Bethany and Shea: I don't like broccoli
Me: They are little trees! You can pretend you are a giant and you are eating up all the trees!"
Bethany: Nope!
Me: thinking... "You know, broccoli makes you fart. If you eat broccoli, you will be farting a lot.
Shea: ( picking up the broccoli) I want farts!! (eating it) Now I can make farts, but not Benny cuz she not eat her broccoli. Benny, eat you broccoli so you can have farts! Only mommy and Daddy and me can have farts.
Bethany came to me requesting a band aid for her little toy zebra. I asked her why he needed one. She said because he is bleeding. I asked her how he got hurt. Her reply:
"I was throwing him at the ceiling and he hit his ear on a ladybug, and the ladybug went crunch, and her spots fell off, and zebra landed on one and slipped, and it scraped his stripes off and he was bleeding."
"Daddy, I got poops in my butt, are we home YET!" ~Shea
At the dinner table:
Me: Just taste your broccoli"
Bethany and Shea: I don't like broccoli
Me: They are little trees! You can pretend you are a giant and you are eating up all the trees!"
Bethany: Nope!
Me: thinking... "You know, broccoli makes you fart. If you eat broccoli, you will be farting a lot.
Shea: ( picking up the broccoli) I want farts!! (eating it) Now I can make farts, but not Benny cuz she not eat her broccoli. Benny, eat you broccoli so you can have farts! Only mommy and Daddy and me can have farts.
Bethany came to me requesting a band aid for her little toy zebra. I asked her why he needed one. She said because he is bleeding. I asked her how he got hurt. Her reply:
"I was throwing him at the ceiling and he hit his ear on a ladybug, and the ladybug went crunch, and her spots fell off, and zebra landed on one and slipped, and it scraped his stripes off and he was bleeding."
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
At the dining room table: "Nana, tell Shea to stop pissing me off!" ~Bethany
We took the kids to Barnes & Noble to do some book shopping. Bethany tells me she needs to go potty, so I tell her "Let's go." Shea hears this and says that she needs to go too. So off we go. Bethany goes into one stall and Shea and I go into another. I help Shea sit on the toilet. She sits for about 3 seconds then hops off and says "I pooped!" I look and tell her, "No, there's no poop." So she sits again for another 3 seconds, then hops off and again tells me, "I pooped!" I look again and tell her, "No, still no poop." She says, "Mommy, you sure?" then proceeds to stick her head inside of the toilet bowl for a better look. As I am getting her to get her head out, I hear Bethany yell out, "Mommy! There's a brown spot on my underpants!" That's when I hear quiet laughter coming out of the stall in between ours and Bethany's. So I get them finished up, and take them to the sink to wash their hands. Bethany stops to examine a metal box on the wall and loudly spells out, "T-A-M-P-O-N-S. Mommy, what does that spell?" I tell her is spells Tampons. She asks for some money to put in the slot. I tell her those are for big big girls. She says, "But I'm a big girl!" I tell her it's for big girls like mommies. Shea says, "I a big girl!" So Bethany naturally has to set the record straight, "No Shea! You are not a big girl yet. I'm a big girl." I choose to shuffle them out the door before Bethany remembers that she wants to get Tampons. As we walk out the door, my husband asks, "What took so long?"
We took the kids to Barnes & Noble to do some book shopping. Bethany tells me she needs to go potty, so I tell her "Let's go." Shea hears this and says that she needs to go too. So off we go. Bethany goes into one stall and Shea and I go into another. I help Shea sit on the toilet. She sits for about 3 seconds then hops off and says "I pooped!" I look and tell her, "No, there's no poop." So she sits again for another 3 seconds, then hops off and again tells me, "I pooped!" I look again and tell her, "No, still no poop." She says, "Mommy, you sure?" then proceeds to stick her head inside of the toilet bowl for a better look. As I am getting her to get her head out, I hear Bethany yell out, "Mommy! There's a brown spot on my underpants!" That's when I hear quiet laughter coming out of the stall in between ours and Bethany's. So I get them finished up, and take them to the sink to wash their hands. Bethany stops to examine a metal box on the wall and loudly spells out, "T-A-M-P-O-N-S. Mommy, what does that spell?" I tell her is spells Tampons. She asks for some money to put in the slot. I tell her those are for big big girls. She says, "But I'm a big girl!" I tell her it's for big girls like mommies. Shea says, "I a big girl!" So Bethany naturally has to set the record straight, "No Shea! You are not a big girl yet. I'm a big girl." I choose to shuffle them out the door before Bethany remembers that she wants to get Tampons. As we walk out the door, my husband asks, "What took so long?"
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
My mother-in-law is visiting, and today she got her first taste of Shea's sassyness. We were leaving the frozen yogurt shop and Shea refused to hold mother in law's hand while we walked to the car. So my mother in law picked her up and tried to put her in her car seat. So Shea did the dead weight thing and slithered to the floor of the car to be sure she wasn't doing anything that somebody else wants her to do. I am used to this, so I finished helping Bethany into the car and came over to get Shea in. Mother in law told her she needed to stop this. Then Shea told her, "Nana! You better drop the attitude!" I wanted to laugh so bad. It was so hard to keep a straight face.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Just a couple of phrases
Their latest phrases they have been saying a lot:
Bethany: "Excuuuuuuse me! Can I squeeze a word in!?"
Shea: When I tell her to do something, "Yah yah yah"
Such sassy little girls!
A while back some of the phrases they were coming up with were:
Bethany saying "Great Scott!" about everything.
Another Bethany one: "Shea, variety is the spice of life."
Also Bethany telling Shea, "Shea, did you know that I was a baby in mommy's tummy for a whole day in Georgia?"
Bethany: "Excuuuuuuse me! Can I squeeze a word in!?"
Shea: When I tell her to do something, "Yah yah yah"
Such sassy little girls!
A while back some of the phrases they were coming up with were:
Bethany saying "Great Scott!" about everything.
Another Bethany one: "Shea, variety is the spice of life."
Also Bethany telling Shea, "Shea, did you know that I was a baby in mommy's tummy for a whole day in Georgia?"
Follow ups on the Private parts discussion
Apparently the discussion about buh-jiba's and beenis's has them thinking. Especially Bethany. Here are the follow ups to that discussion.
~2 days after she discovered that boys have a beenis, I was driving her to school, and I could see her face in the rear view mirror. She was obviously thinking hard about something. But she was nice enough to wait until I was handing here over to her teacher to ask, "Mommy, Daddy is a boy, right?" Yes. "So, does Daddy's buh-jiba look like (friends sons name)?" So I had to pull her aside and answer her questions, then remind her that we don't talk about that at school.
~Then on Friday, Bethany and Shea were having a great time killing flies with the "fly slapper". Then they each picked out a dead fly and put them in tupperware containers with an apple slice they salvaged from dinnertime. Bethany named her fly "Tyler", and Shea named her fly "Mrs. Margaret" after her preschool teacher. Then Bethany asked me if her fly has a buh-jiba.
~ Today I see Bethany grabbing at Shea's "boobies", so I ask her, "What are you doing?" She tells me, "Playing with Shea's boobies!" I tell her that boobies are private, so leave Shea's alone. Then she say, "But mommy, I LOVE playing with privates!" Sigh....
~2 days after she discovered that boys have a beenis, I was driving her to school, and I could see her face in the rear view mirror. She was obviously thinking hard about something. But she was nice enough to wait until I was handing here over to her teacher to ask, "Mommy, Daddy is a boy, right?" Yes. "So, does Daddy's buh-jiba look like (friends sons name)?" So I had to pull her aside and answer her questions, then remind her that we don't talk about that at school.
~Then on Friday, Bethany and Shea were having a great time killing flies with the "fly slapper". Then they each picked out a dead fly and put them in tupperware containers with an apple slice they salvaged from dinnertime. Bethany named her fly "Tyler", and Shea named her fly "Mrs. Margaret" after her preschool teacher. Then Bethany asked me if her fly has a buh-jiba.
~ Today I see Bethany grabbing at Shea's "boobies", so I ask her, "What are you doing?" She tells me, "Playing with Shea's boobies!" I tell her that boobies are private, so leave Shea's alone. Then she say, "But mommy, I LOVE playing with privates!" Sigh....
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