Monday, March 6, 2017

Morning Musings

Our Child: "When the last person dies, Jesus will have to bury them - right?"

Friday, February 24, 2017

Overheard

Cecily: "Please stoop".

Oliver: "No, I'll talk and talk and talk until you die".

Cecily: "Noooooooooooooooo"!

Saturday, September 10, 2016

Cecily's Nightmare

Cecily: There was a giant crab chasing me, and he was going to eat me!

Me: Oh, that's scary.

Cecily: Yeah (shortly pronounced and said dramatically with a sigh). 

And there were NO Mommies there in the house!

Me: Oh, I'm sorry.

Cecily: Yeeeeaaaah-uh . . . Oh, and  batman was there!

Me: Really?! Was he there to save you?

Cecily: No! I was saving HIM.


Friday, September 9, 2016

Cecily Pirate

Cecily: [runs into our room]

Mom: Cecily, you need to go to your room. 

Cecily: Call me pirate!

Mom: Cecily, go to your room.

Cecily: Call me pirate!

Mom: Go to your room, pirate!

Cecily: Okay! [Runs to room].

Monday, September 5, 2016

Playground Proclamations

Whenever Cecily swings at the playground she'll yell, "This is the best day ever!!!"



Friday, August 19, 2016

Water Suspicions

My oldest makes a lot of ambient noise. Humming, singing, tippity-tapping, knocking, buzzing, and quiet-time is code name for extremely loud narrative time. 

My middle child has a penchant for mischief. Pastimes include cutting her hair, opening childproof locks - on medicine bottles, cabinets, etc. And recently she's moved away from unlocking to locking - the doors, when I'm outside. Go outside to take out the trash? Locked out. Go to the garage to unpack the house? Locked out. Go outside to talk to husband? Locked out. Scream from outside the door at your child and unintentionally introduce yourself to your new neighbors? Done. 

My youngest is big. Last checkup stats report 92% for weight and 99% for height and 81% for head circumference. Each time you make eye contact with the sweet babe he smiles and then proceeds to stuff his fist in his mouth, because as always - he's hungry. 

You start to wonder if there is something wrong with your children. That there's something in the water in Camargo (except you're already drinking purified and bottled water because you're always suspicious). Then you hopefully believe that these traits of something better to come. An active imagination, the ability to problem solve, and someone tall enough to reach the high cabinets for me.