More Funnies Around Our House

~ Ever since Baby A was sick a few weeks ago, she has wanted her paci at every waking moment. She only gets it at naps, bedtime and in the van but when she was sick I caved and gave it to her anytime she wanted it. Well she is back to her self 100% but still expects her paci anytime. It's not happening.  She knows to leave it in her bed but now she has gotten smart. When I am not looking I have found her in her room sitting quietly in the dark with her paci in her mouth. When she sees me, she cries because she knows I am going to take it away. Well yesterday as I cleaned the kitchen I noticed her walk back to her room (which is off the kitchen) and then a few minutes later she dashes, faster than I have ever seen her run, through the kitchen into the living room. I walk in the living room and find her sitting in the corner with her paci in her mouth. She is SMART, she grabbed her paci out of her bed and tried to run quickly past me so I wouldn't notice her. Oh boy is she a stinker!!

~ On the same note as Baby A and her paci, if she wants her paci...she knows she can't have it unless she is going to sleep so her new phrase to say......Baby A Seepy!! We don't fall for that, this girl loves to sleep but not all day long.

~ We went to my father-in-law's retirement party Monday at his work. We walk into the decorated room and Baby A sees the food. What does she do??? The same thing she does anytime she sees food... she starts saying "Baby A hungry". She doesn't leave it alone either. You can try to ignore her but she only gets louder and LOUDER!

~ Scooter and I headed to the grocery store to pick up a few last minute things for our camping trip last week. I love going places just me and him because he will always open up and talk to me. Sometimes it is all about Pokemon and sometimes it is about life. This was one of those times we were talking about life.  He asked me "Mom, do you ever wonder what I am going to be when I grow up?" I tell him of course I do.... I just know your going to be something pretty amazing but whatever it is I just want you to be happy. He then tells me "I really want to be a Paleontologist when I grow up." And if you know Scooter then you know that he would make an AWESOME paleontologist.  I told him just that too, that he would make an awesome paleontologist. He asked if they had to go to school for a long time and I told him I wasn't sure but that I thought they did (but for the record, I haven't the slightest clue about that). I also explained that it would be a hard career to be in because judging by what I learned in my school science classes, a lot of that line of work teaches about evolution and we don't believe in that (I am not saying that all paleontologists believe that, let me make that clear). We talked more about why we don't believe in evolution and I encouraged him to not let that change his mind about being a paleontologist. My exact words were "Scooter, I have no doubt in my mind that God could use you in that field to spread his love and be a light to so many." His exact words to me..." You just never know mom, You will probably see me on TV and it will say Christian Paleontologist loves Jesus!"  The boy gets it!!! He genuinely gets the fact that with Christ he can do ANYTHING! Now I have it written down so in years from now I can look back and compare what he becomes in life to what he thought he would be in life. My what an amazing kid he is.......and I get to be his momma!!

~ Rascal is a fun loving little boy. The kids is so full of life and it just pours out of him. Sure he is shy around others besides family but if you happen to catch him open up to be his true self you will see his personality shine through. He has so much personality he doesn't know what to do with all of it. We have had to really work on him about "serious time". Up until now if you told him "I love you" he would tell you "he loved you too" but he would say it while standing on his head, giving the world's goofiest face, and picking his nose.... I wish I was kidding. It's extremely hard to keep a straight face and discipline him when he isn't being serious and making some sort of hilarious facial expression while you are getting on to him. So now we will tell him Rascal this is "serious time" and he has to stop all the goofiness and be serious about the situation. I seems to help but you can still see it is taking his everything to be serious. Let me be clear, I NEVER want to change his full of life personality but there is a time to be silly and a time to be serious and we are trying to help him see that.  I love that he can make me smile even when I am mad, I love his sweet smile (with his gaps from knocking his teeth out) and I love that he just doens't care what people think. I think I/ we can all learn a thing or two from this incredible 6 year old!

~ We have hit the phase with Scooter that he is beginning to pull pranks on his momma. First let me say I regret all the times I would hide from my mom and jumped out to scare her and so on....... I am getting my pay back. I'm so sorry mom!
The other day while working in the garden I found a frog. I let him stay in the garden so he will eat all my bugs, however I want to know where he is at all times so I don't get startled by him. I try to make sure I find him first and then go about weeding or picking the veggies. The other day I couldn't find him so I assumed he just went on his way to a new home. I should have known better......... Scooter had been out around the garden and found the frog first. Frogs are not safe around our home... the boys treat them as friends and will put them on their bikes, trampoline and even their heads. Back to the story....I knew Scooter had the frog and that was ok with me. He knows I HATE frogs!!! As long as I can see them that's fine but I don't want to touch them or step on them or have them jump and startle me. Scooter thinks it would be funny to try and put the frog on me.......NO IT ISN"T FUNNY! I see what he is trying to do and try with all my might to not laugh and be serious about telling him to stop! It doesn't happen so Scooter is chasing me around the yard with this frog, as I scream stop. I am sure it was hilarious (or weird) to our neighbors.  Not so much to me! I did manage to get inside and never have the frog touch me but it was a close call a time or two.

~ Here are a few Baby A words she uses lately. Not sure how she comes up with them but they are amusing:

Baylink (blanket)
Moose (more juice)
poke a poke (Pokemon and pocket)
resoom (restroom)
Ahh Bird (Big bird)
bouncy (trampoline)
Hiee girl (Heidi girl, this is what Tim and I call Heidi)
tee bee (TV)
wazee (water)
any drink with ice she calls "coke"
bobbie (broccoli)

~ Baby A has learned to open any kind of door (knob, lever etc..) This means if you are in the bathroom or getting dressed you better lock the door because she WILL bust in on you. She can also open the fridge and she stands there saying "I hungry".
She loves to put things in pockets. Unfortunately clothing in her size doesn't typically have pockets so instead she just shoves whatever it is in her pull-up or underwear. We MUST work on changing this ASAP! I am trying to teach her to carry a purse and stick whatever it is in her purse.
I have said before she LOVES jewelry. Sunday she wanted her necklace and/or bracelet on and I couldn't find her necklace. Her bracelet was red and she was wearing pink so I didn't put it in her because it would clash with her outfit. I figured her necklace was in the van from the week before so I planned to put it on her when we loaded the van to head to church. That wasn't good enough for her. She went into my bathroom found a royal blue hair rubber band and put that on as her bracelet. I laughed and assumed she would take it off before we left....nope. I loaded her up in the van and put her necklace on and tried to get the rubber band away....nope. She wanted to wear her "bracelet". So she did.... she wore my royal blue rubber band with her pretty pink dress all morning Sunday at church. Lesson learned....I shouldn't worry about jewelry clashing on my toddler.