So, I had to make a quick trip to the Urgent Care last evening to check into the matter of a fractured nose (more on that later). Ryan had appointments scheduled at church, so I took the little cherubs with me. They were fantastic. They waited patiently in the waiting room (while I did deep breathing exercises as I considered the germs breeding there), they were fascinated by the x-ray of my face, and entertained by the model of the progressive worsening of the arteries of the heart.
We went to In-N-Out Burger to celebrate such good behavior.
So, anyway, as we drove home I said, "Thank you so much for being so great at the doctor's office and again at dinner."
Todd got a serious look on his face and proceeded to explain, "Yeah. Jared said that when you turn eight, you just aren't as wild anymore. So I guess that's what's happening." (Note that this bit of Jared wisdom is from his friend who turned eight two weeks ago).
"Really," I replied, trying to keep a straight face, "but you're not eight quite yet."
"But I'm close. So I must be getting less wild a little early."
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Ben-ism of the day
Ben was tired frustrated, and ready for the end of his day as I put him in the bath tonight. He had a pouty face and was telling me for the 100th time today that he had boogers. He began recounting how frustrated he is when he gets water in his eyes in the bath--recall that he was not yet in the bath, just thinking about it. He was so tired that he started to actually cry as he was telling me about the thought of it. "I get water in my eyes and then I can't see and I get so frustrated," he cried.
In an attempt to stop the downhill nature of the conversation, and the evening in general, I commented, "Mommies sometimes get frustrated, too."
"I know," he replied with understanding, "like on Sundays when Todd and me ask to play computer or playstation. You get frustrated then."
True. And by the time he had proclaimed this three-year-old understanding of the world, the tears were over.
In an attempt to stop the downhill nature of the conversation, and the evening in general, I commented, "Mommies sometimes get frustrated, too."
"I know," he replied with understanding, "like on Sundays when Todd and me ask to play computer or playstation. You get frustrated then."
True. And by the time he had proclaimed this three-year-old understanding of the world, the tears were over.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Leadership?
I recalled a funny story tonight and thought I'd share.
A few weeks ago, I had assigned Todd and Ben to clean up the car, as it is their nastiness that accumulates on the back seat, not mine. They were supposed to clear out all the trash, bring any books or toys inside, and straighten things up in general. I added that I would pay them for vacuuming if they so desired.
When I went back out to check on them a few minutes later, Todd was half-heartedly picking things up, and Ben was lying in the back window ledge, doing nothing.
When I asked him what was going on, he responded quite firmly, "I'm the boss and bosses don't work."
Classic. Perhaps we need to work on our leadership lessons?
A few weeks ago, I had assigned Todd and Ben to clean up the car, as it is their nastiness that accumulates on the back seat, not mine. They were supposed to clear out all the trash, bring any books or toys inside, and straighten things up in general. I added that I would pay them for vacuuming if they so desired.
When I went back out to check on them a few minutes later, Todd was half-heartedly picking things up, and Ben was lying in the back window ledge, doing nothing.
When I asked him what was going on, he responded quite firmly, "I'm the boss and bosses don't work."
Classic. Perhaps we need to work on our leadership lessons?
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Refrigerator Love
I'm not sure if his post will reveal my sense of cheapness about all things, or the amazingness of my children, but judge as you will:
We were in a need of a new fridge for the new house we will someday in the near future close on. . . .still waiting. Anyway, I was having a hard time stomaching the $1500 price tags for the fridges I actually wanted, because, let's face it, I'm a budgeter. Plus, the rest of the appliances in the house are bisque, and I was realy having a hard time buying an expensive bisque fridge. Well, we finally decided to take the Craig's list plunge and found a beauty for $350. So much more satisfying! Ryan and I picked it up on Monday morning, with help from Ryan H. (thanks, Ryan) and brought it home to our garage since we still don't have the aforementioned house.
When I got home with the kids later in the morning they saw the fridge. I am not exaggerating when I say they were thrilled! Todd said, "OH, MAN!" Ben quickly followed with, "We are SO lucky!" What, you may ask, was the source of their excitement? Have we been living out of an igloo cooler for the past several years? Nope. There is ice and water in the door of our new fridge and the joy my boys feel for this feature is evidentally boundless.
I love that my kids can be excited about fun surprises in life. They aren't so used to getting everything that they just expect it. And I love that a fridge can make their day!
We were in a need of a new fridge for the new house we will someday in the near future close on. . . .still waiting. Anyway, I was having a hard time stomaching the $1500 price tags for the fridges I actually wanted, because, let's face it, I'm a budgeter. Plus, the rest of the appliances in the house are bisque, and I was realy having a hard time buying an expensive bisque fridge. Well, we finally decided to take the Craig's list plunge and found a beauty for $350. So much more satisfying! Ryan and I picked it up on Monday morning, with help from Ryan H. (thanks, Ryan) and brought it home to our garage since we still don't have the aforementioned house.
When I got home with the kids later in the morning they saw the fridge. I am not exaggerating when I say they were thrilled! Todd said, "OH, MAN!" Ben quickly followed with, "We are SO lucky!" What, you may ask, was the source of their excitement? Have we been living out of an igloo cooler for the past several years? Nope. There is ice and water in the door of our new fridge and the joy my boys feel for this feature is evidentally boundless.
I love that my kids can be excited about fun surprises in life. They aren't so used to getting everything that they just expect it. And I love that a fridge can make their day!
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