We are still working on potty training Flower. It's a long story.
After dinner tonight Flower was sitting on the couch next to Dear Husband. Her diaper looked a little saggy so I asked DH to check it.
Dear Husband Flower, are you wet?
Flower No, I dry.
Dear Husband Are you sure you're dry, you look wet?
Flower Just pretend I dry.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Progress Report
Princess received her first progress report at school this week. As I read through it I forgot all the "little" things children are graded on in the early years. The progress report consists of a hundred lines of very small print and lots of Rs (Regularly), Ss (Sometimes) and Ns (Not Yet). I'm not the kind of parent to get worked up over progress reports....at least I'm trying not to be....but we had a lot of Rs and a few Ss so I think Princess is doing well.
I sat in the parking lot reading the report Monday morning. Thinking I was done I turned to the back page and had to laugh. Mrs. F sure has Princess figured out. Her final comment was this:
"Princess is my little Mom and could easily take over my job. She is very serious, listens, and takes in everything. She can play as hard as anyone when given the chance. She always tries her hardest."
I sat in the parking lot reading the report Monday morning. Thinking I was done I turned to the back page and had to laugh. Mrs. F sure has Princess figured out. Her final comment was this:
"Princess is my little Mom and could easily take over my job. She is very serious, listens, and takes in everything. She can play as hard as anyone when given the chance. She always tries her hardest."
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
When you thought I wasn't looking
I had a long day at work and my brain is not capable of composing something interesting right now. Instead I'll share an email my father-in-law sent us today. I thought it was something worth sharing...especially for those of you with children.
WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WASN'T LOOKING
A message every adult should read because children
are watching you and doing as you do, not as you say.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you hang my
first painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately
wanted to paint another one.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you feed a
stray cat, and I learned that it was good to be kind
to animals.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you make my
favorite cake for me, and I learned that the little
things can be the special things in life.
When you thought I wasn't looking I heard you say a
prayer, and I knew that there is a God I could always
talk to, and I learned to trust in Him.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you make a
meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I
learned that we all have to help take care of each other.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you take care
of our house and everyone in it, and I learned we have
to take care of what we are given.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw how you
handled your responsibilities, even when you didn't
feel good, and I learned that I would have to be
responsible when I grow up.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw tears come
from your eyes, and I learned that sometimes things
hurt, but it's all right to cry.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw that you
cared, and I wanted to be everything that I could be.
When you thought I wasn't looking I learned most of
life's lessons that I need to know to be a good and
productive person when I grow up.
When you thought I wasn't looking I looked at you and
wanted to say,'Thanks for all the things I saw when
you thought I wasn't looking.'
I AM SENDING THIS TO ALL OF THE PEOPLE I KNOW
WHO DO SO MUCH FOR OTHERS,
BUT THINK THAT NO ONE EVER SEES.
LITTLE EYES SEE A LOT.
Each of us (parent, grandparent, aunt, uncle, teacher, friend)
influences the life of a child.
How will you touch the life of someone today? Just by
sending this to someone else, you will probably make
them at least think about their influence on others.
Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply.
Speak kindly.
Leave the rest to God.
WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WASN'T LOOKING
A message every adult should read because children
are watching you and doing as you do, not as you say.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you hang my
first painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately
wanted to paint another one.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you feed a
stray cat, and I learned that it was good to be kind
to animals.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you make my
favorite cake for me, and I learned that the little
things can be the special things in life.
When you thought I wasn't looking I heard you say a
prayer, and I knew that there is a God I could always
talk to, and I learned to trust in Him.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you make a
meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I
learned that we all have to help take care of each other.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you take care
of our house and everyone in it, and I learned we have
to take care of what we are given.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw how you
handled your responsibilities, even when you didn't
feel good, and I learned that I would have to be
responsible when I grow up.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw tears come
from your eyes, and I learned that sometimes things
hurt, but it's all right to cry.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw that you
cared, and I wanted to be everything that I could be.
When you thought I wasn't looking I learned most of
life's lessons that I need to know to be a good and
productive person when I grow up.
When you thought I wasn't looking I looked at you and
wanted to say,'Thanks for all the things I saw when
you thought I wasn't looking.'
I AM SENDING THIS TO ALL OF THE PEOPLE I KNOW
WHO DO SO MUCH FOR OTHERS,
BUT THINK THAT NO ONE EVER SEES.
LITTLE EYES SEE A LOT.
Each of us (parent, grandparent, aunt, uncle, teacher, friend)
influences the life of a child.
How will you touch the life of someone today? Just by
sending this to someone else, you will probably make
them at least think about their influence on others.
Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply.
Speak kindly.
Leave the rest to God.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Sprouts
About a month ago, or maybe longer, we brought some peas home from Nana's garden. They were shelled in a plastic baggie. We put them in the crisper drawer and forgot about them. You'll see where I'm going with this in a minute.
Last weekend I was rummaging through the crisper drawer looking for a veggie to accompany our pb&j sandwiches for lunch. I grabbed a bag of carrots and discovered the peas.
The peas were a bit moldy and many of them had sprouted. Normally I would have thrown them out, but the day before Princess brought home a book she made at school about a boy who planted pumpkin seeds which sprouted, grew vines, flowered, and grew pumpkins...or something like that.
When I saw the sprouts on the peas I got out the book and we read it again. When Princess got to the page about the sprouts I showed her the sprouts on the peas. We discussed how the seeds sprout, grow plants, flowers, etc. Then we decided to leave the peas in the fridge for a while and see how much they would grow. I should also add Flower was sitting right next to Princess at the counter and was party to the entire conversation.
Last night we were watching TV and Flower was in the fridge. I heard her open the crisper drawer but didn't think much of it. I asked her to get out of the fridge so she shut the door and walked over to the living room...with a mouth full of sprouted peas. That kid will eat anything.
Last weekend I was rummaging through the crisper drawer looking for a veggie to accompany our pb&j sandwiches for lunch. I grabbed a bag of carrots and discovered the peas.
The peas were a bit moldy and many of them had sprouted. Normally I would have thrown them out, but the day before Princess brought home a book she made at school about a boy who planted pumpkin seeds which sprouted, grew vines, flowered, and grew pumpkins...or something like that.
When I saw the sprouts on the peas I got out the book and we read it again. When Princess got to the page about the sprouts I showed her the sprouts on the peas. We discussed how the seeds sprout, grow plants, flowers, etc. Then we decided to leave the peas in the fridge for a while and see how much they would grow. I should also add Flower was sitting right next to Princess at the counter and was party to the entire conversation.
Last night we were watching TV and Flower was in the fridge. I heard her open the crisper drawer but didn't think much of it. I asked her to get out of the fridge so she shut the door and walked over to the living room...with a mouth full of sprouted peas. That kid will eat anything.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Huh?
We went to a Halloween gathering at Princess’s school Saturday before trick-or-treating. The event was hosted by the church and many members of the congregation were there. Since we are members of another church I don’t know many people besides those who also work or volunteer at the school.
I have yet to meet the church’s pastor. I have probably seen him at different functions and didn’t know it. There was a friendly man at the party on Saturday so on the way home I asked Princess if he was the pastor. She said he wasn’t. I was still curious about the pastor so I asked Princess how old she thought he was. Dear Husband rolled his eyes and reminded me I just asked a 5 year old to estimate the age of a man she barely knows.
DH had a valid point so I rephrased my question. I asked Princess, “Does Pastor M look like a daddy or a grandpa?” I thought it was an easy question. She often refers to men in their 50s as grandpas. Princess thought for a moment and said, “He looks like an uncle.” Hmmmm, I had not considered that option.
I have yet to meet the church’s pastor. I have probably seen him at different functions and didn’t know it. There was a friendly man at the party on Saturday so on the way home I asked Princess if he was the pastor. She said he wasn’t. I was still curious about the pastor so I asked Princess how old she thought he was. Dear Husband rolled his eyes and reminded me I just asked a 5 year old to estimate the age of a man she barely knows.
DH had a valid point so I rephrased my question. I asked Princess, “Does Pastor M look like a daddy or a grandpa?” I thought it was an easy question. She often refers to men in their 50s as grandpas. Princess thought for a moment and said, “He looks like an uncle.” Hmmmm, I had not considered that option.
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