Friday, September 22, 2006

A Bubba - ism

We are in the BEAST, headed to pick up DH at the airport. The boys have their magnadoodles, and are letting their creative juices flowing when Bubba asks me a question I wasn't quite expecting:

"Momma, are 2's upside down or right side up?"

I'm not going to lie, I was completely dumbfounded by that question. Without missing a beat, Spiderboy wrote a 2 on his board and explained to Bubba how to do it. Boy am I glad somebody understood what he was asking.

Sunday, September 17, 2006

What to do at a yellow light?

From the back of the BEAST, I hear Spiderboy and Bubba talking about driving methods.

Bobcat: Bubba do you know what those (traffic) lights mean up there?

Bubba: Ummmmm

Bobcat: For the red one you STOP, the orange one you go really REALLY FAST...

Nice, note to self, the boys are observing our driving... I should've known something was up months ago when I heard them utter the words "Hey Lady, GET OUT OF THE WAY, we're trying to drive here!"

Friday, September 15, 2006

Dang you BURN BAN...

Well, I am just frustrated. Right now I should be packing up the cooler, getting the kids snack packs put together for the car ride, and transporting the dogs for their weekend with the grandparents. BUT NO... there is a stupid BURN BAN. You can't camp when you can't build a camp fire... I can bar-b-que my food anytime, I WANT A FIRE. And not some little fire, we build massive seen for miles kind of fires!


So now we will wait... watch the computer for when they lift that stupid burn ban... and then, like moths to a flame, we are OUTTA HERE!

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

The Bishop was in the house...

This morning we had a real treat... we attended daily Mass in which our Bishop was there celebrating. I knew this before hand, and told the boys. They were pretty excited about it, and were all a twitter remembering when we went to the colliseum to see his instillation ceremony.

Now, I forgot to mention this previously, but now all three boys have said at their 4 year check up that they want to be priests when they grow up (score one for us)... but we were talking about this again in the car on the way there... Spiderboy wanted me to go thru the heirarchy of the priest through pope roles in the Church. Upon finishing I asked what they wanted to be when they grow up and this is how it played. With a resounding energy Snookie annouced he wants to be POPE!!!!! YIPPEE. Spiderboy pondered it for a few moments and annouced he had decided that bishop is where he wants to land, and Bubba chimmed in wanting to be a bishop as well. SWEET!!!! Ahhhh, we must be doing something right, exposing them to the concept of vocations and that they aren't limited to marriage. If that is the only thing we do right (whether they choose it or not) I feel like we accomplished something.

The Bishop was in the house...

This morning we had a real treat... we attended daily Mass in which our Bishop was there celebrating. I knew this before hand, and told the boys. They were pretty excited about it, and were all a twitter remembering when we went to the colliseum to see his instillation ceremony.

Now, I forgot to mention this previously, but now all three boys have said at their 4 year check up that they want to be priests when they grow up (score one for us)... but we were talking about this again in the car on the way there... Spiderboy wanted me to go thru the heirarchy of the priest through pope roles in the Church. Upon finishing I asked what they wanted to be when they grow up and this is how it played. With a resounding energy Snookie annouced he wants to be POPE!!!!! YIPPEE. Spiderboy pondered it for a few moments and annouced he had decided that bishop is where he wants to land, and Bubba chimmed in wanting to be a bishop as well. SWEET!!!! Ahhhh, we must be doing something right, exposing them to the concept of vocations and that they aren't limited to marriage. If that is the only thing we do right (whether they choose it or not) I feel like we accomplished something.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Come on Fall, we need you...

The tent is taunting me. DH bought a new tent for his birthday... and every time I go out in the garage it taunts me. Take me to the Ozarks, take me to the hills, open me among the leaves, fill my rooms with sleeping bags... GO CAMPING, PLEASE! ANd I say to you Mr. Tent... I'm trying. I'm trying to find that perfect weekend that the weather will be wonderful. I'm trying to find that weekend that doesn't already have us scheduled to be here, there, and everywhere. And Mr. Tent... I think this will be our weekend! Now if the weather will just hold out... NO SHOWERS! If the temp will stay nice and in the 80's... AHHHHH, I think this is our weekend!

Monday, September 11, 2006

Week 5

This is week 5 for us in our homeschool calendar... and Boy Howdy, are we rockin' and rollin'.

Based on our rockiness last year, I had been steeling myself up over the summer preparing for a rough year having 2 full time homeschoolers and our youngest hanging out. It turns out that Spiderboy has really pulled himself together (I hear it has a lot to do with his age), and no matter what is prepared to do his work. Bubba, while he is still 4 (almost 5) he kind of has the personality that says he thinks he should be done... when he thinks he should be done. This is much like Spiderboy last year... but Bubba comes to the table with a much more upbeat outlook over all (thank goodness). And our sweet little Snookie Monster is really showing signs of greatness. I say this because I am increasingly surprised with his attention span and retention of material he is hearing the other two work on. Rockin' on little man!

Thursday, September 7, 2006

Poor Little Snookie Monster

Poor little monster had to go to the dr. today for his four year check up. How did it go? Well here are a few stats.

  1. 30 lbs - he's in the 10th percentile
  2. 39.5 inches - he's in the 25th percentile
  3. Projection: 5'8" when he is all grown up

And the grand finale... 5 freakin' SHOTS!

Tuesday, September 5, 2006

I'm not sure how to deal with it...

With Steve Irwin's death. I know that sounds weird, I don't even know the guy or his family for that matter... but like so many have said you felt like you knew him because of his genuiness. Plus, being a parent, and a wife you look at what he has left behind and can't help but feel terrible for them.

Hearing of the freak accident, it really did bring tears to my eyes... which kind of surprised me even. Gee, once a week the boys and I would snuggle up on the couch, waiting for DH to get home, and watch an episode of Croc Diaries (about his zoo mostly). The boys are always captivated by him and what he does. What a great loss not to have him out there anymore.