Six years of cracking us up. Six years of cuddles. Six years of bringing more love into our house. I love that he used to practically sleep in that red baseball cap. I think there were people who wouldn’t recognize him if he wasn’t wearing it.I keep thinking I have a favorite picture of him… […]
Today has been brought to you by the Letter S.
Scene: JoAnn Fabrics. I am making invitations and needed decorative paper. Grant: Look at all of these papers! What are these papers for? Me: They’re scrapbook papers. People use them to make scrapbooks, but I use them to make cards. Grant: Mom, you said a bad word. Me: (reviewing everything I had just said) No, […]
God bless you. Now move on.
Scene: Our kitchen. I’m battling an unwilling kindergartener over a homework assignment. Me: Please do your homework. Grant: I need to sharpen my pencil first. Me: No you don’t, it’s fine. Grant: Look! It’s raining! Me: Yes. Please do your homework. Grant: When do I get video games back? Me: At the rate you’re going, […]
Good friends to have around….
After school yesterday afternoon, I asked Grant how his day was. “It was great! Charlie and Douch (rhymes with couch) went to school with me!” “Who are Charlie and Douch?” “My hands, of course!” Of course. That kid is so odd. He’s been walking around, treating his hands like they’re little puppets and wants us […]
Christmas – according to Grant.
My Mom wanted to take Grant to have an over-night (or two or three) at her house. I did not have to think twice. (Christmas prep without a five year old under foot…? Um OK. Twist my arm.) My Mom called me to tell me a funny Grant story. Apparently, she and Grant were walking […]
There’s much to be said for slip-on shoes…
Wanna see what it looks like when a kindergartener asks another kindergartener for help tying his shoes…..? It was like macrame` and took me a good 5 minutes to get the knot(s) undone. I miss the velcro closures.
What’s in a name? And what does it have to do with you leaving the kitchen?
Scene: The kitchen. I am trying to make dinner. Grant is underfoot. Me: “Grant, I need you to get out of here, there are hot things in here and sharp things in here.” Grant: “OK…. Mom? Why didn’t you name me PJ? You shoulda named me PJ.” I just don’t even know what to say […]
I have 4 boys…
Scene: Helping Grant with his homework. Mom: “Let’s read the directions… you can choose from this list of words and draw a picture of the word you choose. Here are your choices: mom, dad, brother, sister, grandma, grandpa….” Grant: (incredulous) “Sister!?!? What’s a sister?!??”
Remedial Graffiti Artist
This morning we noticed that Someone had taken a pencil and written on the panes and trim around our sliding glass door. (Please click on the photo to more clearly see the artwork) Someone signed his name. When asked why he did this, Someone shrugged his shoulders and stated, “My brain is not very good.”
ugh. Not THAT stage….
Every. single. one. of my boys went through this stage…. Smile! = Grimace and bare your teeth. I sure hope Grant gets through it quickly….
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