Fun With Courtney

Courtney is 3.  She told me she wanted to write her name.  So we both sat down at the table, each with their own paper in front of them.  Truthfully, I wasn't expecting too much.  I showed her how to write a C and then she proceeded to write her own C on her own paper.  We proceeded this way and the end product looked like this:

 

Yeah.  I was really impressed too!

 

 

Later Courtney and I went to the grocery store to get a few things.  In true fashion she had to go to the bathroom in the middle of our shopping trip.  (She doesn't really have to go...she usually just wants to see the bathroom).  So of course we see these pictures on the bathroom door.

 

"Mommy, this bathroom is for girls with clothes, and this bathroom is for the naked girls."

Working Together

Apparently supper was very very disgusting according to 2 boys.  Beans, potatoes and some sort of meat.  They both asked me if I would feed them.  Being busy, I told them to feed each other.  So they did.  Both scooped a pile of food into the other's mouth and then they both choked and gagged it down--tears running down their face, their feet stomping on their chairs to promote manliness and bravery in order swallow the 'disgusting' food.  Hilarious to watch.  The pictures just don't do it justice.

Death to Chocolate

 We awoke this morning to a Reeces Pieces graveyard.  17 chocolate bars met their demise.










However, the culprit must have gotten tired of them as 2 survived.





 
 
 
 

Upon interogation, one child claimed they were very good.

 

As parents we deliberated on her punishment.  Making her wear a pig snout for the day and calling her Oink seemed the most deserving and appropriate.  But we resorted to more traditional methods, spoke to her and required her to clean up after herself.



36 Hours

On Saturday afternoon, September 6, the kids were doing this:

And a lot of this.

36 hours later...on September 8 we got THIS!

..and we got it ALL day!

Lincoln's Take on School

For the past couple of mornings this massive, orange, cylindrical tube swallows up my kids and doesn't spit them out until suppertime. I have attempted to sneak aboard, but the gaping mouth snapped shut right in front of me.  This morning I attempted to bite the tail as it once again swallowed the little masters--but to no avail as a bellow as black smoke rushed into my face, disorienting me, as the tube shot off down the road.

Perhaps even more disconcerting is the fact that the big master stands and allows this all to happen.  When I nibble at the children, I get a whack.  But when this, this THING eats her children she is smiling and waves and happily holds me by my collar to prevent me from investigating this new enemy.  Then she happily makes her way back down the driveway with the smallest ones--not a concern at all that her other young have been eaten.  This is indeed, a strange species.

 At suppertime I realized that the cylindrical tube returns to vomit out the children.  I imagine they did not digest well.  That ought to settle that.  You do not eat something that has made you sick.  But again, this morning the 'tube' ate the children.  I am extremely confused.

Now You See It....Now You Don't!

 At 3:00 this afternoon, I made 2 large pizzas for supper.  I tried a wholegrain crust and loaded them with pizza sauce, ham, pepperoni and salami.  Just before grating the mozzarella cheese, one of the kids called for me and I went running to the office.












When I got back a few minutes later, the pizzas were gone.  All I found was a bit of pizza sauce smeared on the floor and a husky dog licking his chops.  He got a loud holler and a huge boot.


















We're still not on speaking terms.

Pictures

Courtney is happily planted in front of her best friend.

On a trip to the Devonian Botanical Garden, these 2 got tired and decided to rest up a bit.

It was 8:00 pm (bedtime) and these boys wanted to go swimming.  I told them to give me 3 reasons why I should let them swim.  Well...they scratched their heads...

But they DID come up with 3 reasons and I let them go swimming...in fact, I even joined them!

I don't like dressing my kids in the same clothes but for the first time I bought matching outfits.  The girls were ecstatic to receive matching dresses.

It's August and that means PLENTY of gardening!  The girls are a wonderful help and we have the best conversations while picking beans.

Eric got a pellet gun for his birthday from his grandpa.  I tell you, his grandpa knows EXACTLY what an 11 year old likes!

Courtney got kitties again. That is one happy 3 year old. One morning I couldn't find her.  She wasn't in her bed, she wasn't planted in front of the T.V.  Nope, she crossed the driveway (when there were big trucks driving back and forth since we were catching chickens) and went to go see her kittens.

And with that, I think I'm sort of caught up.  I really need to post some of the interesting conversations I'm having with the kids lately.