Things kids say and hear: 2

Do you remember these?

Yes, those are jelly bracelets, like from the 80s.

They're ba-aa-aaccckkkk.

I don't know if it's a good thing or not. There are online rumors about symbolism, but really, on a young child they are just bracelets. In our house, we call them friendship bracelets. They are cheap, so I don't care if they get lost. If the kids want to trade them, great. I really don't mind. Normally that sort of thing drives me crazy, but not these. If they want 'em all up and down their arm, go for it. If they want to give 'em away, that's fine too. I like that the kids finally have something that I don't care if they lose or trade. It's liberating.

But I didn't realize they were international. Because, after sorting them and divvying them up and talking about all the trading and fun they'll have with their friendship bracelets, I realized that once again we either aren't speaking clearly or little ears just aren't hearing clearly.

My sweet 4-yo came up to me and told me excitedly that she hopes the neighbor girl's bracelets are French, too!

(Uhm, if you didn't get that, she thought they were French-ip bracelets! I didn't correct her. It's cute. Unless you're French. Then you're probably insulted. Sorry, I think it's cute.)

Things kids say and hear: 1

The other day, my 4yo (Child C) coughed. She coughed right into the inside of her elbow. Eagerly looking for reassurance that she did the right thing, she tapped on my arm and said "Momma, look! I coughed into my elbow!" (Um, no there was nothing to see as evidence.) With a smile and a little pat on her back I replied, "Well, that's a great place to put a cough!" Inquisitively, she pulled back a little and furrowed her eyebrows. "Putacough? I don't know what a 'putacough' is, momma!"

I think I laughed for about two minutes before I could explain to her what I had really said.

Now it's a big joke. Today she sneezed into her elbow and we repeated the whole conversation with 'putasneeze', both of us giggled incessantly for quite a few moments.

Over the weekend, we were watching a college softball game. My oldest, Child A, plays softball and takes her game pretty seriously. She was really enjoying the game. When it was over, one of the kids asked who won. Hubby replied "LSU." I guess we either have a habit of running our words together (considering the conversations above with Child C) or our kids have a hard time keeping up with what we said because the child asked, "Who is Ella Shu?"

When the kids make me laugh, it motivates me. This blog post is part of Unexpected Bliss' Motivation Monday. What motivates you?

WFMW - Gum Removal

I opened the freezer and found this inside:

Why, oh why is Child A's bible cover in the freezer?

This was truly baffling to me until I removed it.:

Does putting something with gum on it

really help remove the gum?

I mean, we saw it on The Doodlebops, but does it work?

Sure does! It just chipped right off with a butter knife.

Just be sure to leave it in long enough to freeze the gum.

A few hours should do it.

This is part of Kristen's weekly link-up, Works For Me Wednesday. To see what others are sharing or to link up your blog, head on over to We Are THAT Family.

Mother's Day

Yesterday morning, Child A had a softball game. It. was. freezing. Seriously, it was barely 40 degrees. While her team was at bat and she was on the bench, cheering on her team and waiting her turn, she jumped up, ran over to me and apologized.

She said, "I'm sorry, mommy!"
Curious about why she was apologizing, I asked her, "For what?"
She wrapped her arms around me and squeezed tightly. Then she looked up at me and said, "I'm sorry about your mommy."

It brought tears to my eyes and I just hugged her tightly. If you don't know me personally, you don't know that my mom passed away during the summer of 1999. Three months before Child A was conceived.

It was the sweetest Mother's Day words ever spoken.
Thank you, Child A. Thank you.

Happy Mother's Day to all of you who are mothers! May you enjoy today and every day with your children. For it is because of them that we are mothers!

Spring is in the air!

9-year old Child A was sitting at her desk, looking out the window when she saw 2 birds. They were flying in circles. One would land. The other would land on top of the other bird. Then back to flying in circles and it would all repeat. She was laughing and watching them play, but curious about what they were doing because it seemed to purposeful.

I simply told her that maybe they were getting ready to lay eggs. She looked at me, then back at the birds. Her eyes opened wide and she smiled. Then, knowledgeably, she said:

"Oh! One is trying to help the other push the eggs out. Scientifically speaking."

Or something like that. {wink, grin}