Why Now?

I've finally decided to start blogging about our family. What prompted it? Mostly Mike's deployment to Iraq. The best part of our day together is telling all the funny, sweet and interesting things the kids did that day. This is the best way to share that. I will be trying my best to keep it current, but it isn't easy being all things to all people in this house while Mike is away!

Friday, March 15, 2013

Ramblings of a 6 year old and 2 year old

The discussion in the car tonight:

Me:  Look at the bluebonnets!

Grant:  Yea!  I love Blue-Bomb-its

Ella:  Grant, they aren't Blue-Bomb-its, they are Blue-VOMITS!!!!

(repeat above conversation about 20 times, until our car pulls into the garage)

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Ramblings of a 6 Year Old

Ella:  Mommy, are we going to have any more babies?

Me:  Probably not, unless God really wants us to have one.

Ella:  Oh, I really want a little baby.  They are so cute.  I want a baby sister.

Me:  What if God gave us a boy?

Ella:  Oh, well that would be good.  Then he would distract Grant so he would leave me alone!

Grant Stories

When I was picking up Grant from school, he was playing with his teacher's charm bracelet.  He noticed she had a tattoo on the inside of her wrist.  He licked four of his fingers and tried to rub it off her wrist.  Hilarious!

Also today, his teacher told me during nap time he was singing the Itsy Bitsy Spider very loudly.  His teacher told him it was OK to sing, he just needed to lower his voice.  So he crouched down close to the floor and continued signing.

Ramblings of a 6 year old AND two year old

Ella's Ramblings:
Ella:   Mommy, I'm not feeling good.  Can I get extra attention from you today?

Ella was upset when she found out another student scribbled on her picture.  She said, "Mommy, I'm going to tell whoever did this to meet me outside at recess.  I'm going to have a talk with them!


Grant's Ramblings:

Grant:  Momma, I give Elmo bowl.  He puking.

 
On the way to school (a funny smell in the car):

Grant:  Mommy, you poop?

Me:   No!

Grant:  Ella, you poop?

Ella: No Grant!  Only YOU poop in your diaper, not us!