My Sweet, Sweet Boy

Today when Grant got up from his nap he looked at me and said, "I love your beautiful hair.  And your beautiful nose."  He is too good to be true.

Potty Training

We finally decided to get serious about Grant's potty training.  He has been going on the potty when asked, but would still go in his diaper.  So, last Monday I told him no more diapers.  I said, "Big boys use the potty and babies use diapers."  (Grant will never let a baby comment slip by without him telling you that he is a big boy.)  He cried for his diapers and then he said, "Momma, I baby, I baby."

So I rolled up all the rugs and for this past week and he has been wearing NOTHING on the bottom unless we left the house.  (Whenever he wore underwear, he would just wet himself).  That meant a few puddles on the floor and one poop on the carpet but today he had his first day with NO accidents!  Yea Grant!

Ella's Snuggle

Tonight after Grant was in bed, Ella asked to snuggle with us.  So we snuggled her in our bed.  This usually ends up bad for me.  I usually get a head butt to the face or an elbow to my body.  However, tonight she was very snugly.  After a bit Mike said, "this is how Grant snuggles", and proceeded to rub his cheek against hers and hold her close.  After about 5 seconds she could tolerate no more.  She said, "Ugh!  You're choking me!  I need to get a drink of water!"  After her water, she came back to bed and we snuggled for a bit more and then she said, "All right, I've had enough.  I'm going to go hide."

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)

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!

Ramblings of a 5 year old

Ella:  I have questions for Jesus when I get to heaven.  But I think he will be too busy making people to answer my questions.  I think he is sitting in a chair making people on a table.

Ramblings of a 5 year old

Tonight Kelly babysat the kids.  I just love it when she does because inevitably she has some good blogging material when I get home.  A little background for those who don't know.  Ella LOVES dresses.  It would be all she would wear.  But, she has other clothes in her closet she must wear.  Every morning was a major battle picking out clothes.  So, I put up a chart where each day of the week she has to wear either pants, a skirt, or dress depending on the day of the week.  Friday, which is today, is skirt day.  Problem solved!  And since she loves dresses so much, we often threaten having to wear pants on a dress day for negative behavior.  So here it goes:

Ella: Kelly, are you in trouble?
Kelly: (confused and a little worried) No, why?
Ella: Because you are wearing pants, and today is skirt day.  If you are wearing pants, that must be your consequence for your behavior.
Kelly:  Laughing....

On a different day...
Ella:  Grant, are you Jewish?
Grant:  heh (yes)
Ella:  No, you aren't Jewish, you're Christian like me.  Are you Jewish?
Grant:  No.
Ella:  That's right, you're not.  You aren't wearing your hat!



Ella looking at these pictures of Grant:

Ella:  Grant looks like Grandpa Jerry because he always has to sit down a lot!

Ramblings of a 5 year old

Ella:  "Grant, were you made in China?"



Ella at Mike's office:  "Daddy, what happens if a lawyer drops a glass?

Mike:  "What?"

Ella:  "It breaks!"

(I was hoping for a great punchline).

 
Me:  "Ella, will you promise to live by me when you grow up?

Ella:  "I can't promise anything.  That is a long time from now."

Sweet Ella

My sweet Ella.  Today I was telling her how thankful I was that God healed her last week when we were at the ER suspecting an appendicitis (turns out it was a really bad bellyache from too much lactose the night before).  Then I just asked if she was excited to go to school tomorrow.  She said yes.  Then I asked her if she would like to go to school everyday, or to do it like it is now, with me teaching her 3 days a week.  She said, "I wish you could teach me everyday.  That way I wouldn't miss any time with you."  Oh, my sweet precious girl.  How I drink up this time.  I know in just a few short years, she will be trying to spend more time with friends than with me. 

First Day of School

                                                                  First day of school

                                                                    Ella at her desk

                                                    "Daddy, you're embarassing me!!!!

Handsome Man!

Soooooo Handsome!!!

Pumpkin Patch 2012

At the pumpkin patch and apple orchard in Medina, TX.

Halloween 2012

Halloween Tonight.  This was Grant's saying,  "Trick or treat, smell my feet, lick my feet, tickle my feet. hehe"

Ramblings of a 5 year old and 2 year old

Last night during good night hugs:

Ella:  I don't want you to go, please one more hug and kiss, please please!

Me:  I'm going to be with you all day tomorrow.  Mommy is your teacher tomorrow.

Ella: (jumping on bed) Yea! Yea! Yea!!!!

Me:  (Sigh)  I just know in a few years you will not be so excited to spend the day with me.  Will you promise you will want to be with me forever?

Ella:  Of course!  But, one day you will die.

Me:  Umm, yes.  But you can leave before that - when you get married.

After that, Ella started making a list of the boys she could marry.


Grant during playtime:

Grant:  Mama fith (fix) my butt peas.

Me:  Are you poopy?

Grant:  Yeth.

(diaper changed and cream on)

Grant:  Mama fith my butt.  Yea!!!! (clapping and cheering)

Funny bits

Today Grant spilled an entire cup of water.  I went to get the Sham-Wow, because they really do work well to clean up lots of water.  Ella and Grant decided to help me.  Ella got half of a paper towel, which was funny in itself, then Grant came with a kleenex to finish it up.  I'm just glad they are still at the age where they want to help mommy.

Me to Ella:  "Now, I need you to be quiet because I have to make some phone calls."

Ella:  (with her head tilted to one side and a smirk) Oh, are you going to call your girlfriends, and talk all girly and giggly-like?"

Ramblings

Now that Grant is starting to talk more (sigh of relief), I'm going to start adding his ramblings to the blog.  Sure, they are mostly unintelligible, but I have become pretty good at figuring out most of it.  Last night, when Grant was sleeping we could hear little grunts and quiet squeals.  Then I clearly heard "choo choo" spoken, at least a few times.  It was at least a 9.7 on the cuteness scale (10 being a perfect score).  As I write this, it makes me want to go in his room and give him a squeeze.

Listening to Ella while she was playing make believe:
"Oh, your teacher didn't text me that you were coming!"


Shopping for khaki pants for her school uniform:
"Mommy, why do we have to get tacky pants?  Can't I get another kind?"

Choo Choos

Choo Choos are Grant's most favorite thing (besides mama, dadda, Ewwa and Buff).  At night when we say prayers, and we give our thanks to God for everything, he always has to add "choo choos" to the list.  After he wakes up, one of the first things he asks for is his choo choos.  He is always on the look out for a train where ever we go.  At dinner time we discuss as a family our high point, low point and middle point (this was Ella's addition) of our day.  Tonight we asked Grant, "What was your high point?"  Grant said,   "Choo choo."  "What is your low point?"  Grant said, "Choo choo."  "What was your middle point?"  Grant said,  "choo choo."   Ah, to be two again.

 

Ramblings of a 5 Year Old

On the flight back home:
Me:  Ella, you will need to sit next to this man but mommy will be right across the aisle from you.
Ella:  Can I talk to him all the way?
Man:  Sure, I'd love to talk with you.
Me to Man:  Be careful what you ask for.

Ella on the toilet (yes another poop comment);
Ella:  Momma, let me show you this poop I shot out all at one time!  It's humongous!

Ella:  Momma, you look nice today!  I like your dress and your hair.  You look like a different woman from the back!
Me:  Thank you???