It's a running joke in our family that I don't take my dishes to the sink after supper. Truth be told I would, but someone always grabs them before I get the chance - sometimes even before I'm done eating - just so they can say "Look who didn't take her plate to the sink again." One night I actually got the chance to take my plate to the sink before someone ripped it out from under me and later I saw someone had noted it on the calendar! HA!
The other evening at supper Orin was asking me if I knew what an observation log was. Having no clue what he was talking about, I said no. He explained it's like a journal of specific observations. His teacher singled him out in class and asked what the topic would be if he were to keep an observation log. Orin's reply was "How many times Mom actually takes her dishes to the sink". Then proceeded to tell his class how I never take my own dishes to the sink. The entire class found this hilarious.
That little turkey just gave me a great big dose of my own medicine. Now he knows how much fun it is to embarrass me. He may never cease.
March 18, 2010
March 11, 2010
Dad's Apprentice
The boys have been doing a good job helping with Beth's house. Orin helped Dad switch the direction her new sliding door opens.March 10, 2010
Don't Color on the School!
The boys got home from school one day and before they were all the way inside the door I hear from Logan "You'll be getting a call from the principal."
"Great. NOW what?" I asked.
"Matthew colored on the school." States Logan.
"Aaannd" starts Orin "He won't listen to Safety Patrol."
When I questioned the trio further, I learned that Matthew found a crayon on the playground, picked it up and decided it would be a good color for the school's wall.
In addition, he's been being a stinker to those in charge of waking the "walkers" to and from school.
I immediately called the school to let them know we'd be coming scrub the wall. They were appreciative and said there would be lesser consequences because we were handling things from home.
I was almost disappointed when I saw the damage. So much fuss over such a small amount of "art". If he was going to get himself in trouble, he could have made it worth his while. (At least he chose a school color.)
A little WD40 and some soapy water to scrub that off afterwards and voila! No more blue brick.
As for the attitude adjustment - the threat of having to hold hands with an older brother on the way to and from school was enough to deal with that.
Jesus and the Strangling of Cats
It was suppertime. I was making PB&J sandwiches in the kitchen. Mark and the boys were all seated at the table, already eating. Normal conversation was happening.
Out of nowhere Matthew popped out this question.
"If Jesus was still alive would we have to strangle our cat?"
(uh...)
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Matthew quizzically.
Matthew was asked to repeat his question.
"If Jesus was still alive now and he hadn't been killed, would we all have to strangle our cats?"
I was giggling so hard I couldn't turn around. What an interesting confusion of words.
I'm not sure who brought it to light - Mark or myself - but one of us said "Do you perhaps mean sacrifice?"
"Oooh... Yeah." says Matthew.
We all got a good laugh out of that one.
I got busy with other things and didn't think about it again until now, but I need to talk to Matthew and make sure he doesn't think people were strangling their animals way back when. Good to know he's thinking though!
Out of nowhere Matthew popped out this question.
"If Jesus was still alive would we have to strangle our cat?"
(uh...)
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Matthew quizzically.
Matthew was asked to repeat his question.
"If Jesus was still alive now and he hadn't been killed, would we all have to strangle our cats?"
I was giggling so hard I couldn't turn around. What an interesting confusion of words.
I'm not sure who brought it to light - Mark or myself - but one of us said "Do you perhaps mean sacrifice?"
"Oooh... Yeah." says Matthew.
We all got a good laugh out of that one.
I got busy with other things and didn't think about it again until now, but I need to talk to Matthew and make sure he doesn't think people were strangling their animals way back when. Good to know he's thinking though!
Matthew's Homemade Megaphone
A bit of background before I go into this story...
One evening I was on the phone with my beloved hubby on his way home from work. He was in a less than wonderful mood. Something annoyed him, he was somewhat rude, I was less than pleasant back and he hung up on me. I said "Jerk". And that was that. I didn't think much of Matthew standing there.
(Really this was no big deal. By the time Mark got home the entire thing was long forgotten.)
Fast forward a week or so...
Matthew and I were sitting watching Orin's basketball practice. I had taken along some books and other activities to keep Matthew occupied. Among them were papers to draw on. Creative Mr. Matthew rolled up some of these papers into a tube-like form and began using them as a megaphone type of thing. This started out cute. He was saying things like "I saw Dad kiss Mom" and "I saw Mom hug Dad". He wasn't being too loud and actually seemed to be entertaining the other parents so I let it go.
Suddenly, I hear a huge booming voice beside me bellow out "Mom called Dad a JERK!" (emphasis on the word 'Jerk' of course.)
Everyone in the Gymnasium had to have heard it. As the surrounding parents erupted into laughter, I turned to this giggling child to try to take his homemade megaphone from him but he'd already slipped away from me.
Once again I hear "Mom called Dad a Jerk!". This time much less of a bellow, much more of a 6 year old giggly voice. Still, I had to get him settled down. Who knew what he was going to say next?!
It's a good thing I have a good relationship with my hubby. That gym full of parents could have gotten an earfull!
One evening I was on the phone with my beloved hubby on his way home from work. He was in a less than wonderful mood. Something annoyed him, he was somewhat rude, I was less than pleasant back and he hung up on me. I said "Jerk". And that was that. I didn't think much of Matthew standing there.
(Really this was no big deal. By the time Mark got home the entire thing was long forgotten.)
Fast forward a week or so...
Matthew and I were sitting watching Orin's basketball practice. I had taken along some books and other activities to keep Matthew occupied. Among them were papers to draw on. Creative Mr. Matthew rolled up some of these papers into a tube-like form and began using them as a megaphone type of thing. This started out cute. He was saying things like "I saw Dad kiss Mom" and "I saw Mom hug Dad". He wasn't being too loud and actually seemed to be entertaining the other parents so I let it go.
Suddenly, I hear a huge booming voice beside me bellow out "Mom called Dad a JERK!" (emphasis on the word 'Jerk' of course.)
Everyone in the Gymnasium had to have heard it. As the surrounding parents erupted into laughter, I turned to this giggling child to try to take his homemade megaphone from him but he'd already slipped away from me.
Once again I hear "Mom called Dad a Jerk!". This time much less of a bellow, much more of a 6 year old giggly voice. Still, I had to get him settled down. Who knew what he was going to say next?!
It's a good thing I have a good relationship with my hubby. That gym full of parents could have gotten an earfull!
Shoppin' at Ots
We've been laughing about this for a while now. How bizarre is it that Save-A-Lot and Big Lots - located side by side in the same plaza, mind you, would both have lights out in the same way?
Gargantuan Snowman
It's not everyday you see a snowman that big! (Unless it's winter and you live near Orrville.)
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