Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Maggie's Blog

After weeks of getting on to Maggie for not keeping up with her blog, she has finally done it!
Actually, she blogged in a big way - 19 new posts! So take a bit of time and go check hers out. Link on right side, blog list- click on her name, not the post title

CTR 6

So as a lot of you know, I have been released from my Young Women calling. It was a great few years and I love the girls dearly - however, they were never as funny as the kids in my new calling!
I am actually serving in two callings, Activity Day girls on Tuesday nights, and the CTR6 class on Sundays. It's the 6 year old's that are the funny ones!
I told a friend about some of the funny things that they do and she suggested that I blog about them - so here goes.
(Please keep in mind two things...#1 I am not a very funny person, and A LOT may get lost in the translation. #2 There are things that make you say "You just had to be there.")



While telling the kids about the golden plates and how Joseph Smith came to have them - a really important story in LDS history- I found myself pleased at how well they were listening. They were all absolutely enthralled in the story - except for little Monica.

ok, let me back up - do you remember those fuzzy worms on the fishing wire? Well, Monica had one with her this day.

Back to Monica - Remember, kids quiet, edge of their seats...
I had to do a double take as a caught a glimpse of her in the corner of my eye. She was sitting there, still and quiet and completely serious - staring at me with this worm folded in half to make the shape of a tear drop placed at the corner of her eye, with THE SADDEST FACE you have ever seen - like she was crying this huge purple tear! Corners of her mouth turned down in a great big frown, blinking back these imaginary tears, she sat like that the entire time! You have no idea how hard it was to keep my composure and finish my story!



Next funny thing from Sunday -


As class began, before the fuzzy tear thing happened, Knowing that I was going to need their full attention for my story, I reminded them that I had been very sick the week before. I told them that I still wasn't feeling great and it would help me a lot for them to be reverent.


Hannah: What was wrong with you?


Me: I had Pneumonia!


Reuben: What is doo-monia?


Me: It's like a cold in your chest


Sasha: I have AHHstma (emphasis on the AH, like say AHH)


Hannah: I had a cold once


Andrew: I had a cold once


Preston: I had a cold once

Reuben: I threw up once

Monica: You know what I had once? I had, (dramatic pause, eyes big and serious)


D-I-A-R-H-E-A!

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

A boy and his cat

Sprout brought home a present for Tim again today - this time it was a new prize!
Not a mouse or a bunny, but a snake!
Tim was sad at first that she had killed it, but he quickly decided that it was cool and they sat outside for a long time playing with the dead carcass! YUCK!
First he played keep away with her,
and then he pulled the snake along by it's head as if it were a train while Sprout chased it around and around him! SICK!
What boy would want a dog when he could have so much fun with a kitten and a dead grass snake!

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Charlie's Lucky Morning!

Somehow a bag of cookies ended up getting knocked off of the pantry shelf onto the floor this morning before school without my noticing. - I'm sure in Maggie's haste to get her Granola Bar. When I came home from dropping off the kids, I discovered the spilled cookies and quickly picked them up and threw them away - all the while thinking how grateful I was that Charlie didn't discover them first.
I did notice that he was by the back door, waiting patiently to be let outside - but I took my time cleaning up the kitchen a bit first. Then I got distracted by some paperwork needing to be returned to Tim's class, wrote a few checks, etc.
Out of the corner of my eye I see Charlie - still by the back door staring at me - head down, eyes upward - obviously hoping I don't look at him too closely.
When I ask him what is wrong, he lifts his head and this is what I see!

I tell him to drop it, and he does - but it is so soggy from being held in his mouth for who knows how long, that I didn't want to touch it! When I let him know that it was OK to eat it- he acted like he had just found a pot of golden...well, cookies!
He proudly took it outside to enjoy his treasure in the sunshine -It was his lucky morning for sure!

Monday, April 20, 2009

L-A-Z-Y!

Lazy or excellent time management?

How I found Tim this morning when I went to wake him

Tim thought he would save some time getting dressed in the morning and allow for a few minutes of extra sleep, by wearing his uniform to bed!
Maggie was appalled that I let him wear his wrinkled, slept- in clothes to school today!
I tried to talk him into changing, but he said that he thought he looked just fine and after all, he had showered just before bed, so I decided that was not an argument worth having -
of'course he left with the understanding that this was a one time only thing!
His teacher probably thinks we live out of our car!

Movie night with Tim - aka, Mom's big mistake!

Tim and I found ourselves at home alone on Friday night, so we decided to watch a movie.
We chose Marley and Me.
I had read the book about a year ago and remembered liking it and had heard good things about the movie. I was hesitant to watch it in the theater because I had been warned about the need for tissues - I know i cried in the book too! Tim and I thought we could be strong and go ahead and watch it at home -
Boy! Were we wrong!
About half way through the movie he started asking, "Is Marley gonna die?" I remained silent. His question became more and more urgent as the movie progressed, and by the time the movie was over, he and I were both sobbing! Not just crying, but SOBBING!
Tim cried so hard he couldn't even talk and his breathing was more like gulping for air!
Tommy and Maggie came home moments after the movie ended, and Tim ran downstairs and hugged daddy and tried to tell him about it, but couldn't stop crying long enough for him to understand! Thank goodness daddy is always good for a big hug!
A word to the wise... if you haven't seen the movie, DO NOT watch it with your 9 year old, very sensitive, animal lover child!
P.S. the next movie we watched was Seven Pounds - again with the sad ending! Tim was very angry about that one and I don't think he will ever watch another movie again!

Papa got schooled!

Gran, Papa, Brenda, Keith, Lindsey and Rebecca all came last weekend for a day visit. Tim decided that Papa needed to be shown a thing or two about a little game he likes to call...one on one! Poor papa got "schooled" as Tim would say, by a nine year old in flip-flops!