April 26, 2010

just my age

The boys received Bogs for Christmas.  We love these boots.  They are waterproof, easy for a little one to slip on, and keep their feet warm up to, or down to, -30 degrees.  I haven’t had one boot complaint all winter!

That is, until last week, when a friend dropped off the three big boys from a full day of play…

I could smell her complaint.

Sweating, sock-less feet and a full day of outdoor adventures.

Our mudroom has become a tad fragrant as well.

“Socks, boys…. wear socks.” I suggest.

“Our feet are too hot!” they reply.

Today we opened the boot-tote in the garage, looking for hand-along rain boots to replace our stinky Bogs.

We found a pair of red ones for Isaac, and he put them on eagerly….

“Yeah, Mom!  They are just my age.  Just. My. Age!”

I love him.

good-bye Boggs, hello rain boots!

April 25, 2010

democrats

Ving was reading his A Beka health aloud to me the other day while I was busy working in the kitchen (before the miscarriage)…

“Most democrats contain chemicals which destroy bacteria on your skin, thus they help control the odor that is produced.”

I’m not a political gal.  I vote republican, but I am not proud of all that either.

It can be overwhelming with all the  political debates, health care reform, and bashing of parties.   I’m a patriot, but mostly tune  out politics unless I am shown where I can take action or vote.

As Ving was reading, I wasn’t there 100%.  My mind was subconsciously  listening, and rose to alertness, wondering how the democrats made it into his health book too!   Politics seem to be everywhere lately.

Then I came to my senses and responded:

“Honey, that’s deodorants… not democrats.”

We laughed.

October 22, 2009

birthplace

I was delighted to read Ving’s perspective on birthplace in today’s English lesson.

Although this is not a great sentence, nor is it exactly following the directions….

Use capital letters to correctly write particular names for the following persons, places, and things.

#8. your birthplace  ______________________________

Ving’s answer:  Your birthplace is in the car?

Only a Salisbury.

That was NOT in the A Beka teacher’s answer key.

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October 19, 2009

THIS.

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child:  “Ummm… mom,   a bug like just flew out of my hair onto my language book!”

mom: “What?”

child: “I went like this (rubbing fingers through hair, front to back to spike it up) and THIS came out.”

mom: “Lovely.”

I immediately started itching.  All.Day.

I Googled.

We stopped our lessons.  I inspected and combed everyone’s hair.  No findings.

I sent all children to the bathroom showers with strict orders for hot and soapy scrubbing.

Bathed the babies.

Took some photos while they were in the tub …. I stayed with them.

Detour:  When I took Isaiah out of the tub, he learned to pee for the first time all over the bathroom mat. He hasn’t been able to do so on demand.   Next, I placed him safely in the crib while I gathered clean clothes.  He continued to practice his new bearing down technique to pee.   The pee was already gone as his bladder was ummm empty, so he proceeded to bear down and pooped on Isaac’s pillow in the crib.   I bathed him again.  Cleaned out the crib.

I combed and inspected all heads again.

Nothing.

I have now waited four weeks and have inspected again.  Still nothing.

Thank you Jesus.

With a big family and busy dirty-ing boys, I have prepared myself – for someday, getting lice.

I’m thankful that time isn’t today.

For now, we’re okay.

I can now publish this post. It’s been four weeks.  You can still be my friend.  You can still come over.  You can borrow our hats.  You can sit on our couch.  You can ride in our van.  You can gather close at Church.  Do not be afraid.

And, you sweet bloggy friends -  even if I had lice, you’d still love me the same.  You’d just keep on visiting anyway.

This is one perk of blogosphere I hadn’t thought about before.

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September 6, 2009

in Jesus name, amen.

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Isaac:  “Eden Grace, do you want me to read you my Bible?”

Mom:  “I’m sure she’d love that!”

in Jesus name, Amen.

in Jesus name, amen.

Isaac: “In Jesus name, amen. In Jesus name, amen.  In Jesus name, amen.”

And off he went. All day, all over the house, reading his Bible…  “In Jesus name, amen.”

I love it.