Kellan's new 'game' is playing America's Funniest Home Videos. This entails him running around the house trying to hurt himself, then asking me if that would have been a funny video...
I love Christmas music and love even more that it's an appropriate time to listen to it now. Say, rather than in July as I usually do. When the song "Santa Baby" comes on, Kellan cracks up. He finds this song incredibly ridiculous.
Kellan said his favorite things are checkers and Buffalo Wild Wings. I've never seen him play checkers in my life...
Kellan was looking at his piggy bank. He asked me if he could use the money in there to play pool at Catch 22. (Our local sport's restaurant). Sigh...
I told the boys I had a sore throat. Camden told me to try to go poop and see if that makes me feel better. Then he indicated I should try this poop thing in my own bathroom, not theirs...
I was getting the Christmas decorations out and doing a few things around the house. I could hear Camden singing Jingle Bells. I came out, and he had decorated the whole tree by himself signing Jingle Bells the whole time...
Camden just reminded me that Jesus' dad's name is Joey...
Kellan was playing with my hair at Mass. And making a huge deal that his hand kept getting caught up in my tangles. I think the people behind us are going to buy me conditioner for Christmas...
I was in the shower and Kellan came running in full blast to announce that he had spilled. I sighed and asked how big the spill was. He cheerfully replied, "it doesn't matter, 'cause you can use a towel - and towel's are the best!"
I noticed that when Camden has been writing his name on his homework he's been writing Camden.Tilley. I kept asking him why he was putting a dot between his first and last name instead of a space. He said, but that's how Mrs. Weckerly writes her name. Ha!
Camden was being a mischievous monkey, and burped in Kellan's cereal. Since Kellan didn't see this act, Camden made sure to tell him what he had done. Kellan laughed and laughed, then looked at Camden and said, "but you're really tricking, right?".
This is amazing. Camden is so into football lately and I couldn't be happier. He is a Vikings fan, but we'll let that slide. We were watching the Vikings/ Cardinals game. I was cleaning up the kitchen, and looked up right as the Cardinals had scored. I said, "sorry, Camden! But there's still a lot of time left in the game". Camden was adamantly telling me that the player's knee was down. I figured, since he's still learning the rules, he saw the player fall down in the end zone. But sure enough, they reviewed the play and said the runner's knee was down and called back the touchdown. I was stunned and extremely proud!
My Boys
Saturday, December 12, 2015
Sunday, November 29, 2015
November 29th, 2015
Kellan was telling us how he was playing with Reid at school the other day. Camden gasped and said, "there's a Reid in my class too!". There was a short period of silence then they both said, "I guess there are two Reids"...
I don't think it's any secret that Kellan loves his 'iPat'. He was showing me some of the funny things Pink Panther was doing. Then he laughed and said, "Look how he looks at me at the end!". Then his face got really scared and he asked me, "but he can't really see me, right?!".
Camden loves playing football - by his rules of course. One team is always playing the Lions, and the other team always happens to be beating the Lions. He gives me play by plays and updates me on the score. One time he was having trouble spitting out the score. He giggled and said, I keep forgetting the Lions have zero because I'm so used to counting actual numbers. Oh kid...
I'm just going to write this on down and not try to analyze it.
Kellan: I got up really early to get a drink, but it was still sunny so I had to go back to bed. But I can't go to bed when it's sunny.
I picked up Camden from school and was heading to get Kellan. I had to go pee so badly. I was wriggling and complaining. Finally Camden piped up from the back seat. "Well Mom, you should have told me you had to go to the bathroom. We have bathrooms at my school"...
Camden calls Woodstock from Charlie Brown "Woodstocking". I psychically can't correct him because I find this hilarious.
At Camden's 6 year check up, he weighs in at 32lbs and is 40 inches!
Camden was telling me he has recess before lunch then asked me if I do too. Ha! What's lunch let alone recess?!
Camden fell asleep in the car on the way to the North Pole Experience. When he woke up, he looked around at us and said "Why hello!".
On this same car ride, the car was quiet. Camden exclaimed, "Wow! I can't even believe Kellan's not talking!"
Kellan was being his usual self one day and Camden looked at me and grinned. He said, "I like Kellan".
Camden was itching his foot and said he had a mosquito bite. Then he pondered, "How'd I get a mosquito bite when my shoes have shoes on?!" Laughter erupted from all of us.
Camden coughed slightly so I immediately assumed he was choking. When I looked at him, he said "that wasn't a choke, just a cough". He knows the right things to say.
Kellan told us that when he's a dad, he's going to have a girl named Skeleton and a boy named Pumpkin. I wonder if his kids will be born near Halloween time?
I've really been focusing on Kellan to make sure he's listening and paying attention to when I talk to him. We've had this discussion several times, so when he didn't answer me I got a little frustrated. He looked at me innocently and said, "I couldn't hear you because I was crunching on an apple!". Well played, little blue eyed Cow.
Kellan was cold last morning and asked to turn the heat on so he wouldn't turn into an igloo!
I don't think it's any secret that Kellan loves his 'iPat'. He was showing me some of the funny things Pink Panther was doing. Then he laughed and said, "Look how he looks at me at the end!". Then his face got really scared and he asked me, "but he can't really see me, right?!".
Camden loves playing football - by his rules of course. One team is always playing the Lions, and the other team always happens to be beating the Lions. He gives me play by plays and updates me on the score. One time he was having trouble spitting out the score. He giggled and said, I keep forgetting the Lions have zero because I'm so used to counting actual numbers. Oh kid...
I'm just going to write this on down and not try to analyze it.
Kellan: I got up really early to get a drink, but it was still sunny so I had to go back to bed. But I can't go to bed when it's sunny.
I picked up Camden from school and was heading to get Kellan. I had to go pee so badly. I was wriggling and complaining. Finally Camden piped up from the back seat. "Well Mom, you should have told me you had to go to the bathroom. We have bathrooms at my school"...
Camden calls Woodstock from Charlie Brown "Woodstocking". I psychically can't correct him because I find this hilarious.
At Camden's 6 year check up, he weighs in at 32lbs and is 40 inches!
Camden was telling me he has recess before lunch then asked me if I do too. Ha! What's lunch let alone recess?!
Camden fell asleep in the car on the way to the North Pole Experience. When he woke up, he looked around at us and said "Why hello!".
On this same car ride, the car was quiet. Camden exclaimed, "Wow! I can't even believe Kellan's not talking!"
Kellan was being his usual self one day and Camden looked at me and grinned. He said, "I like Kellan".
Camden was itching his foot and said he had a mosquito bite. Then he pondered, "How'd I get a mosquito bite when my shoes have shoes on?!" Laughter erupted from all of us.
Camden coughed slightly so I immediately assumed he was choking. When I looked at him, he said "that wasn't a choke, just a cough". He knows the right things to say.
Kellan told us that when he's a dad, he's going to have a girl named Skeleton and a boy named Pumpkin. I wonder if his kids will be born near Halloween time?
I've really been focusing on Kellan to make sure he's listening and paying attention to when I talk to him. We've had this discussion several times, so when he didn't answer me I got a little frustrated. He looked at me innocently and said, "I couldn't hear you because I was crunching on an apple!". Well played, little blue eyed Cow.
Kellan was cold last morning and asked to turn the heat on so he wouldn't turn into an igloo!
Thursday, November 26, 2015
Sunday, November 8, 2015
November 8th, 2015
We were grocery shopping, well, just walked in the door and Kellan screamed "HALO'S!!!!!" At the top of his lungs. Since I've been asking the angels and saints to pray for us, I got a little scared for a minute. Then I realized he was talking about the little oranges called 'halo's'. We honestly don't watch that much TV, but he must have seen and memorized the commercial. I went over to the stack and he looked at me earnestly and told me that only kids could eat them, not grownups.
Forward to this morning. Kellan asked me if he could have a 'halo'. I said yes, and while I had my back turned to get his milk (first mistake of the day wasn't until 5:37am. That's a record) - he had grabbed the orange and took a huge bite out of the skin. His face was priceless and of course Camden was the one who had alerted me to what was going on. I made sure to tell Kellan that if he was going to learn from a commercial, to watch the whole thing. 'Halo's' need to have the skin peeled off before eating. Needless to say, we've been giggling about this all day....
Kellan came around the corner with the cutest biggest dimply grin ever. Grammy laughed and said "look at that face!". Kellan looked seriously worried and grabbed and rubbed his face and asked "what's wrong with my face?!"
Kellan got a new puppy book full of stickers. He took it upon himself to cover his face full, and I mean full, of stickers. I found this hilarious and didn't take them off his face when we went into Walmart. We passed a guy that had a big mustache. Kellan pointed at him and laughed at his mustache. I looked at Kellan's sticker face and told him he was in no place to make fun of a guy with a mustache. Luckily the guy found this hilarious and we all stood there laughing.
The boys have had allergies or a little virus for a few days now. I keep feeling their foreheads to see if they're warm. When I was checking Kellan, he barely looked up and nonchalantly asked if there was a "Bieber in him"...
The boys were asking for candy - and pulling out all the tactics to get it. Kellan said, "You should give us chocolate, Mom. That's what helps us grow". Ok Kellan. Hit me in my weak spot. But I must say, it did sound like he was trying to convince himself as well...
Camden James Tilley is a full blown bike rider now! Thanks to Grammy and Granfy and his cool Ninja Turtle helmet!
I asked Kellan to say something funny. He said a few funny things and we all laughed. Then he asked if he could stop now...
Kellan was rocking and deep in thought. I asked him what he was thinking about. He replied, "toast"...
I asked Kellan how school was. He said, "A kid threw a rock at me when I was swinging, but that didn't slow me down!"...
Camden had to go to the bathroom really badly. We were really close to Grammy and Granfy's, so I said, "I'll hurry!" Camden said, "Ok, but don't go over the speed limit". Only him...
I surprised Kellan and picked him up from school early. He was so excited and started giggling. Then he said, "I thought a Christmas Tree was going to pick me up!"
I asked Kellan about who he played with at school. He said, "Mason". Then he wrinkled his nose and said, "But Mason smells like dirt and I'm allergic to dirt"...
Forward to this morning. Kellan asked me if he could have a 'halo'. I said yes, and while I had my back turned to get his milk (first mistake of the day wasn't until 5:37am. That's a record) - he had grabbed the orange and took a huge bite out of the skin. His face was priceless and of course Camden was the one who had alerted me to what was going on. I made sure to tell Kellan that if he was going to learn from a commercial, to watch the whole thing. 'Halo's' need to have the skin peeled off before eating. Needless to say, we've been giggling about this all day....
Kellan came around the corner with the cutest biggest dimply grin ever. Grammy laughed and said "look at that face!". Kellan looked seriously worried and grabbed and rubbed his face and asked "what's wrong with my face?!"
Kellan got a new puppy book full of stickers. He took it upon himself to cover his face full, and I mean full, of stickers. I found this hilarious and didn't take them off his face when we went into Walmart. We passed a guy that had a big mustache. Kellan pointed at him and laughed at his mustache. I looked at Kellan's sticker face and told him he was in no place to make fun of a guy with a mustache. Luckily the guy found this hilarious and we all stood there laughing.
The boys have had allergies or a little virus for a few days now. I keep feeling their foreheads to see if they're warm. When I was checking Kellan, he barely looked up and nonchalantly asked if there was a "Bieber in him"...
The boys were asking for candy - and pulling out all the tactics to get it. Kellan said, "You should give us chocolate, Mom. That's what helps us grow". Ok Kellan. Hit me in my weak spot. But I must say, it did sound like he was trying to convince himself as well...
Camden James Tilley is a full blown bike rider now! Thanks to Grammy and Granfy and his cool Ninja Turtle helmet!
I asked Kellan to say something funny. He said a few funny things and we all laughed. Then he asked if he could stop now...
Kellan was rocking and deep in thought. I asked him what he was thinking about. He replied, "toast"...
I asked Kellan how school was. He said, "A kid threw a rock at me when I was swinging, but that didn't slow me down!"...
Camden had to go to the bathroom really badly. We were really close to Grammy and Granfy's, so I said, "I'll hurry!" Camden said, "Ok, but don't go over the speed limit". Only him...
I surprised Kellan and picked him up from school early. He was so excited and started giggling. Then he said, "I thought a Christmas Tree was going to pick me up!"
I asked Kellan about who he played with at school. He said, "Mason". Then he wrinkled his nose and said, "But Mason smells like dirt and I'm allergic to dirt"...
Sunday, November 1, 2015
November 1st, 2015
The boys were working on a thank you card and asked me how to spell giraffe. I thought and then frantically yelled, "Work on this project on your own, ok!" That's appropriate, right?
Camden asked me to play football with him. I said "one sec". He yelled, "Hurry! The game's about to start! The referee has the ball in his car!"...
In the car, Camden kept shooting ducks. I mean major ducks. Like take this kid to a gastroenterologist ducks. Kellan thought and said, "Why am I not shooting ducks. Weird"...
We were at the park. I looked over and Kellan was on the ground. I asked, "did you trip?". He looked around and said, "I think so"...
Camden was writing a story for his homework. He came up with a funny plot and asked Granfy to guess what it was. Granfy kept guessing Bible Stories. I told Granfy to think outside the box. Camden told Granfy to "think inside a store"...
Kellan, if you know him at all, is a tad obsessed with Monster Trucks. I really want to take him to a Monster Truck show. Kellan knowingly said, but we'll need to wear ear plugs. Then I could see the wheels spinning in that cute big head and he wondered aloud, "but where will we plug them in?!"
I was tucking the boys in, and said "Goodnight". Camden replied, "Goodnight. See you at the party". I smiled a motherly smile, closed the door and got sad that there was another party I wasn't invited to...
In the morning, when a cow licked haired cow woke up, I asked him what he dreamt about. He replied, "I had plants with laser beams dreams". I wouldn't have it any other way.
On our ride to school, Camden loves playing tic-tac-toe with me. Or as this cool kid calls it, 'tic-tag'. The only problem, as you can see, is that I'm driving and Camden wants to play a game that's main strategy requires looking at a game board. I tried to compromise and asked Camden to tell me where he played. But that's part of his winning tools and he thinks it's fun not to tell me. So, needless to say, I put my competitive side aside and just try my best. Why didn't they tell you this was part of motherhood too?
Camden asked me to play football with him. I said "one sec". He yelled, "Hurry! The game's about to start! The referee has the ball in his car!"...
In the car, Camden kept shooting ducks. I mean major ducks. Like take this kid to a gastroenterologist ducks. Kellan thought and said, "Why am I not shooting ducks. Weird"...
We were at the park. I looked over and Kellan was on the ground. I asked, "did you trip?". He looked around and said, "I think so"...
Camden was writing a story for his homework. He came up with a funny plot and asked Granfy to guess what it was. Granfy kept guessing Bible Stories. I told Granfy to think outside the box. Camden told Granfy to "think inside a store"...
Kellan, if you know him at all, is a tad obsessed with Monster Trucks. I really want to take him to a Monster Truck show. Kellan knowingly said, but we'll need to wear ear plugs. Then I could see the wheels spinning in that cute big head and he wondered aloud, "but where will we plug them in?!"
I was tucking the boys in, and said "Goodnight". Camden replied, "Goodnight. See you at the party". I smiled a motherly smile, closed the door and got sad that there was another party I wasn't invited to...
In the morning, when a cow licked haired cow woke up, I asked him what he dreamt about. He replied, "I had plants with laser beams dreams". I wouldn't have it any other way.
On our ride to school, Camden loves playing tic-tac-toe with me. Or as this cool kid calls it, 'tic-tag'. The only problem, as you can see, is that I'm driving and Camden wants to play a game that's main strategy requires looking at a game board. I tried to compromise and asked Camden to tell me where he played. But that's part of his winning tools and he thinks it's fun not to tell me. So, needless to say, I put my competitive side aside and just try my best. Why didn't they tell you this was part of motherhood too?
October 31st, 2015
Happy Halloween!
Camden is the red ninja turtle, or Raphael as he's commonly called, and our Kellan chose to be a volcano this year...
We were up in Anthem and passed the carnival. Kellan was obsessed and kept asking if we could go. I tried to make up every excuse of why we couldn't stop. The fair was closing down, it was too crowded, we didn't have any money. I really thought that last one was a perfect excuse, but good 'ole Kellan outsmarted me. He said, "Mom, there are workers at the carnival, right?" I told him yes. He said, "I bet they have money. Why don't we tell them we don't have any money and they'll pay for us to go in!"
While we were up in Anthem, I took the boys by our old house. Kellan couldn't quite grasp the concept of why we couldn't go inside. He asked, "Why? Is it drippy?" (huh?!) Then he tried to make valid arguments as to why we absolutely had to go inside. He said, "I left my garbage truck and all my toys in there". I think I'll wait a few more years to drive the boys by any more of our old houses...
In the car Kellan suddenly yelled, "Hey! I know something!". Camden Grammy and I waited patiently, but that seemed to be the end of Kellan's announcement...
Camden just loves his school. We all do. Kellan absolutely cannot wait to go next year, but he does understand that he needs to work hard and complete preschool before he can go. He was asking Camden a few questions about Kindergarten. Camden was proudly telling his brother the inside scoop. Then Kellan asked me if there were any 8 year olds in Kindergarten. I explained that usually Kindergartner's are 5 and 6. Some could be 4 too. After thinking about this for a while, I stopped thinking about why Kellan would want to know if it's ok that an 8 year old is still in Kindergarten... No need to worry about things in advance, right?
Camden's school has parents volunteer to help out with lunch duty. I will be helping out in a few days. Camden was a little curious about this. God forbid Mr. Cool -who won't let me kiss him or say I love him when I drop him off - didn't prepare me for how to behave when I enter his territory. He kept asking me what I was going to wear. I figured jeans or something, but then asked him what the other parents wore. He told me they wore yellow vests. I did know about the yellow safety vests, but now it was bothering me that I wouldn't wear the right attire under said yellow safety vest. While I was envisioning the perfect attire, Camden said, "just please wear clothes, ok, Mom?". Ok Camden, that's a valid request.
Camden is the red ninja turtle, or Raphael as he's commonly called, and our Kellan chose to be a volcano this year...
We were up in Anthem and passed the carnival. Kellan was obsessed and kept asking if we could go. I tried to make up every excuse of why we couldn't stop. The fair was closing down, it was too crowded, we didn't have any money. I really thought that last one was a perfect excuse, but good 'ole Kellan outsmarted me. He said, "Mom, there are workers at the carnival, right?" I told him yes. He said, "I bet they have money. Why don't we tell them we don't have any money and they'll pay for us to go in!"
While we were up in Anthem, I took the boys by our old house. Kellan couldn't quite grasp the concept of why we couldn't go inside. He asked, "Why? Is it drippy?" (huh?!) Then he tried to make valid arguments as to why we absolutely had to go inside. He said, "I left my garbage truck and all my toys in there". I think I'll wait a few more years to drive the boys by any more of our old houses...
In the car Kellan suddenly yelled, "Hey! I know something!". Camden Grammy and I waited patiently, but that seemed to be the end of Kellan's announcement...
Camden just loves his school. We all do. Kellan absolutely cannot wait to go next year, but he does understand that he needs to work hard and complete preschool before he can go. He was asking Camden a few questions about Kindergarten. Camden was proudly telling his brother the inside scoop. Then Kellan asked me if there were any 8 year olds in Kindergarten. I explained that usually Kindergartner's are 5 and 6. Some could be 4 too. After thinking about this for a while, I stopped thinking about why Kellan would want to know if it's ok that an 8 year old is still in Kindergarten... No need to worry about things in advance, right?
Camden's school has parents volunteer to help out with lunch duty. I will be helping out in a few days. Camden was a little curious about this. God forbid Mr. Cool -who won't let me kiss him or say I love him when I drop him off - didn't prepare me for how to behave when I enter his territory. He kept asking me what I was going to wear. I figured jeans or something, but then asked him what the other parents wore. He told me they wore yellow vests. I did know about the yellow safety vests, but now it was bothering me that I wouldn't wear the right attire under said yellow safety vest. While I was envisioning the perfect attire, Camden said, "just please wear clothes, ok, Mom?". Ok Camden, that's a valid request.
Thursday, October 22, 2015
October 22nd, 2015
I was lovingly tucking my first born son into bed tonight. I was stroking his (coarse) hair and was lavishing him with compliments of how smart, polite, thoughtful, funny, etc. he was. My hearts had eyes in them for this wonderful boy I've been blessed with. During the middle of said lavishing, Camden rolled over and said, "ok, bye Mom.". The hearts flying from my eyes froze mid air. I just know that there has never been one instance in my life that I have stopped people when they were in the middle of complimenting me.
Camden was asking about the process of how he was born. It wasn't a painful conversation, but I was using scientific terms like uterus and epidurals. (j/k about the epidural. I'm milking the pain of childbirth for as long as I can). He finally admitted that there were still things he didn't quite understand, but that's ok because he's six and is still learning. I laughed and said, "Hey! We're all always learning. I'm 35 and learn stuff every day!". I didn't think a thing of this but Camden, of course, pointed out that I am not, in fact, '35' anymore...
Camden was asking about the process of how he was born. It wasn't a painful conversation, but I was using scientific terms like uterus and epidurals. (j/k about the epidural. I'm milking the pain of childbirth for as long as I can). He finally admitted that there were still things he didn't quite understand, but that's ok because he's six and is still learning. I laughed and said, "Hey! We're all always learning. I'm 35 and learn stuff every day!". I didn't think a thing of this but Camden, of course, pointed out that I am not, in fact, '35' anymore...
October 22nd, 2015
Kellan has asked me several times if he can sit on the couch and watch my iPad while I vacuum. It's a really specific request and it's been requested several times. I'm not sure which he wants more. For me to vacuum, or to watch the iPad. Eh... it's prolly just to watch the iPad I think as I see the carpet covered with so much fuzz from one of 'Scuse Me's toys it looks that our floor is in the clouds...
Wednesday, October 21, 2015
October 21st, 2015
Ok, Grammy. Your birthday was yesterday. Can you please stop making us wish you a happy birthday?
Honestly, I don't think I could have invented a better Grammy for my boys. As for a mom to me, eh, there's room for improvement. ;)
Out of the blue yesterday, Kellan said "Mom, I'm really happy". There were no toys, no new special treats, just those words from my boy. As much as I am not emotional, that moment will stick with me forever.
Kellan was walking around with a bucket on his head. (I would say don't ask, but I think you know Kellan well enough by now that it didn't cross your mind that this was odd at all). Then he tripped and said "sometimes when you have a bucket on your head, you trip"...
Kellan: Tomorrow is a vegetable and tomorrow is today.
You know how people have Gandhi quotes hanging up? You may want to frame this one now...
I gave Kellan a granola bar to eat in the car. He didn't finish it by the time we got to Grammy's house so he said, "I'm going to tell Grammy to set this on a paper towel because she doesn't like sticky counters"... Welcome to my childhood Kellan. It's great to have you here...
I dropped Camden off at school and gave him a huge (embarrassing to him) hug and kiss. While I was starting to walk to the car he yelled, "Bye Mom! Have fun at work!"...
I smelled the milk to make sure it was still good. Kellan was observing and asked me if it smelled like balloons. I just kind of looked at him. He informed me that "if it smelled like balloons, it probably wouldn't be tasty"...
Kellan was talking non stop and then got the hiccups. After trying to get out a few (million) sentences he exasperatedly raised his hands and asked, "Why are my hiccy-pops interrupting me?!"...
Kellan: If 'Scuse Me had 5 legs it would be hilarious. One would probably come out of his chin!...
Camden asked me something about car parts. Then another question about cars. I told him he should probably ask Dad this stuff. He looked at me and said, "but you're older". I'm assuming because I'm older I should know everything. I know all the important things, but I leave stuff like this to younger folks...
I told Camden that my Grandma's name was Joanne. He said, "Oh. Like Joanne Fabrics?" Yes kid I'm trying to convince myself is my child, yes...
Honestly, I don't think I could have invented a better Grammy for my boys. As for a mom to me, eh, there's room for improvement. ;)
Out of the blue yesterday, Kellan said "Mom, I'm really happy". There were no toys, no new special treats, just those words from my boy. As much as I am not emotional, that moment will stick with me forever.
Kellan was walking around with a bucket on his head. (I would say don't ask, but I think you know Kellan well enough by now that it didn't cross your mind that this was odd at all). Then he tripped and said "sometimes when you have a bucket on your head, you trip"...
Kellan: Tomorrow is a vegetable and tomorrow is today.
You know how people have Gandhi quotes hanging up? You may want to frame this one now...
I gave Kellan a granola bar to eat in the car. He didn't finish it by the time we got to Grammy's house so he said, "I'm going to tell Grammy to set this on a paper towel because she doesn't like sticky counters"... Welcome to my childhood Kellan. It's great to have you here...
I dropped Camden off at school and gave him a huge (embarrassing to him) hug and kiss. While I was starting to walk to the car he yelled, "Bye Mom! Have fun at work!"...
I smelled the milk to make sure it was still good. Kellan was observing and asked me if it smelled like balloons. I just kind of looked at him. He informed me that "if it smelled like balloons, it probably wouldn't be tasty"...
Kellan was talking non stop and then got the hiccups. After trying to get out a few (million) sentences he exasperatedly raised his hands and asked, "Why are my hiccy-pops interrupting me?!"...
Kellan: If 'Scuse Me had 5 legs it would be hilarious. One would probably come out of his chin!...
Camden asked me something about car parts. Then another question about cars. I told him he should probably ask Dad this stuff. He looked at me and said, "but you're older". I'm assuming because I'm older I should know everything. I know all the important things, but I leave stuff like this to younger folks...
I told Camden that my Grandma's name was Joanne. He said, "Oh. Like Joanne Fabrics?" Yes kid I'm trying to convince myself is my child, yes...
Friday, October 16, 2015
October 16th, 2015
The boys are a tad obsessed with Jimmy Johns. (Wonder where they get that). I proudly told Camden that I actually met Jimmy John. (There's nothing that builds more confidence than bragging to your 6 year old). I then told Camden, that if he had a restaurant he could name it Camden James. He replied, "but I'm just a kid".
When we're in the car, and Camden's talking about himself, he always refers to himself as "the one that starts with C". As if I can't tell who's talking, or what scenarios belong to whom...
Kellan: When 'Scuse Me turns green, we know 'she's' sick and we have to take 'her' to the doctor. (It's driving me nuts that Kellan can't grasp the fact that 'Scuse Me is a boy... Maybe I should focus more on the fact that he thinks people have to turn green to be sick. (Damn you iPad and your hocus pocus teachings).
Kellan is going through a new wonderful phase. He gets dramatically fake devastated when he does something wrong and I correct him. Then he fake sniffles and asks if it was a mistake. I finally called him out on this, and said "No. It's not a mistake when you do something you know is wrong". He could not believe that his blue eyed act did not pan out for his benefit...
Kellan: I don't know how, but every time you see me licking my nose, that means I need a Kleenex...
The boys had make-up swim lessons. Camden went first, and then sat with me while Kellan swam. Kellan absolutely loves swim, but, to put this gently, hasn't mastered most of the skills yet. I involuntarily began cracking up as the instructor told Kellan to swim to the center of the pool. He moved all his limbs, but went nowhere. When the instructor saved his life and his face popped above water level, he had the world's biggest grin. Admittedly, this only made me laugh harder. Camden caught on to this and starting chuckling. He checked with me to make sure he was laughing at the right thing. I told Camden, that Kellan enjoys every second of life, but still needs a little more practice with swim. At that precise moment, Kellan was again attempting to glide through the chlorine filled waters without any success. Kellan just so happened to look up at us at that very moment and see us unable to control our laughter. Before I had the ability to research if this was a bad parent moment, Kellan began belly laughing with us. Hashbrown #parentingwinwhenitdidn'tseempossible.
Camden is working on his sight words. I am so proud of him, because everywhere we see one of his sight words, he points it out. Unfortunately, (you knew an unfortunately was coming), I do not know what Camden's sight words are. Being the amazing Mom I am, I wanted to work with Camden on his words in the car. Since I didn't know what words to ask him to spell, I kept throwing words out there that could be considered a sight word. Finally, Camden put me out of my misery and said, "Mom, you can just yell out words and I'll tell you if they're my sight words". What he didn't tell me was that when I said a word that wasn't a sight word, he was going to remain silent. I need to see a chiropractor now that I had to keep craning my neck to see if he was in the car when I didn't say a sight word. (I think my computer has saved the phrase 'sight word' now that I have typed 'sight word' so many times).
Camden: They're called dune buggies because there are lots of bugs in the sand and they run over them.
Camden said he played football at school and got knocked down quite a bit. I questioned, "you play tackle football?". He replied "yes, and I don't know why".
When we're in the car, and Camden's talking about himself, he always refers to himself as "the one that starts with C". As if I can't tell who's talking, or what scenarios belong to whom...
Kellan: When 'Scuse Me turns green, we know 'she's' sick and we have to take 'her' to the doctor. (It's driving me nuts that Kellan can't grasp the fact that 'Scuse Me is a boy... Maybe I should focus more on the fact that he thinks people have to turn green to be sick. (Damn you iPad and your hocus pocus teachings).
Kellan is going through a new wonderful phase. He gets dramatically fake devastated when he does something wrong and I correct him. Then he fake sniffles and asks if it was a mistake. I finally called him out on this, and said "No. It's not a mistake when you do something you know is wrong". He could not believe that his blue eyed act did not pan out for his benefit...
Kellan: I don't know how, but every time you see me licking my nose, that means I need a Kleenex...
The boys had make-up swim lessons. Camden went first, and then sat with me while Kellan swam. Kellan absolutely loves swim, but, to put this gently, hasn't mastered most of the skills yet. I involuntarily began cracking up as the instructor told Kellan to swim to the center of the pool. He moved all his limbs, but went nowhere. When the instructor saved his life and his face popped above water level, he had the world's biggest grin. Admittedly, this only made me laugh harder. Camden caught on to this and starting chuckling. He checked with me to make sure he was laughing at the right thing. I told Camden, that Kellan enjoys every second of life, but still needs a little more practice with swim. At that precise moment, Kellan was again attempting to glide through the chlorine filled waters without any success. Kellan just so happened to look up at us at that very moment and see us unable to control our laughter. Before I had the ability to research if this was a bad parent moment, Kellan began belly laughing with us. Hashbrown #parentingwinwhenitdidn'tseempossible.
Camden is working on his sight words. I am so proud of him, because everywhere we see one of his sight words, he points it out. Unfortunately, (you knew an unfortunately was coming), I do not know what Camden's sight words are. Being the amazing Mom I am, I wanted to work with Camden on his words in the car. Since I didn't know what words to ask him to spell, I kept throwing words out there that could be considered a sight word. Finally, Camden put me out of my misery and said, "Mom, you can just yell out words and I'll tell you if they're my sight words". What he didn't tell me was that when I said a word that wasn't a sight word, he was going to remain silent. I need to see a chiropractor now that I had to keep craning my neck to see if he was in the car when I didn't say a sight word. (I think my computer has saved the phrase 'sight word' now that I have typed 'sight word' so many times).
Camden: They're called dune buggies because there are lots of bugs in the sand and they run over them.
Camden said he played football at school and got knocked down quite a bit. I questioned, "you play tackle football?". He replied "yes, and I don't know why".
Wednesday, October 14, 2015
October 14th, 2015
Kellan got a really big mosquito bite and proceeded to tell a very long story about mosquito's that didn't make sense. Camden finally interrupted him (I have never been so thankful for a rude interruption), and said "only girl mosquito's bite". As I brought my thoughts from deep breathing mode to actually listening to the conversation, I thought, "did I know that only female mosquito's bite and is that true?". I almost went to full doubt mode when both Camden and Kellan confirmed that yes, only female mosquito's bite. And they can cite their sources on this one... Chris and Martin from the Wild Kratts...
Kellan mentioned his best friend, Ali, hadn't been at school lately. (I didn't know he had a best friend). He said, "maybe she went to kindergarten, then college". It's a good preschool, but c'mon...
In a conversation I thought I was part of, Kellan caught me off guard by suddenly cracking up. (He has two modes. Straight faced or belly laughing). Through his giggles, I heard him say, "I thought 'T' started with 'A'!
Since it's getting close to Halloween, I explained to Kellan that 'mummies' are spelled m-u-m-m-i-e-s and 'mommys' are spelled m-o-m-m-y-s. Kellan thought and said, "Oh, so there's no 'q'?".
Kellan mentioned his best friend, Ali, hadn't been at school lately. (I didn't know he had a best friend). He said, "maybe she went to kindergarten, then college". It's a good preschool, but c'mon...
In a conversation I thought I was part of, Kellan caught me off guard by suddenly cracking up. (He has two modes. Straight faced or belly laughing). Through his giggles, I heard him say, "I thought 'T' started with 'A'!
Since it's getting close to Halloween, I explained to Kellan that 'mummies' are spelled m-u-m-m-i-e-s and 'mommys' are spelled m-o-m-m-y-s. Kellan thought and said, "Oh, so there's no 'q'?".
Tuesday, October 13, 2015
October 13th, 2015
We finally agreed on a name! Please welcome, Spike 'Scuse Me Thorn Tree Tilley to our family.
Sunday, October 11, 2015
October 11th, 2015
We are so incredibly blessed to have Camden James Tilley. He is the most thoughtful, intelligent, funny boy ever. Happy 6th Birthday to my guy!
The other day at dinner, Camden was telling me how he'd like his hamburger prepared. He really pondered this decision and said he would like his burger with cheese, ketchup and buns. The he added, and of course the brown part. I think he meant the burger? You know, for the hamBURGER.?
We were watching the Lions game today. (I know, I know. I don't know why I take this week after week). The Lions made a really bad play, and I got *ahem* mad. Then, I noticed a flag on the play. As much as I love football, I honestly never know what team the flag is on until they put it on the TV screen. So, when the ref came on to explain the foul, I got really excited because it was on the Cardinals. I cheered and Camden asked me if that ref was talking to me...
Camden got 100% on his very first ever school spelling test!
Not just being a mom, but Camden is excellent at everything...except singing... I will admit that.
The boys were cracking up at something, and I distractedly said, "that's disgusting". Kellan laughed and said, "no, Mom. It's Monday!" (It was Sunday by the way)...
Camden was sound asleep on the couch, and Kellan was wide awake scowling at a movie. I whispered to Kellan to look at Camden and listen to him snore. Kellan listened, and looked amazed when he heard a snore. Then he looked at me wide eyed and asked if Camden had ZZZ's coming out of him...
We were at the park. Camden, "Scuse Me and I were playing soccer. Kellan was sitting in the grass playing with his monster truck. Then I heard from a little Moo Cow, "Mom, I'm great at breaking grass"...
Camden has been so excited for his birthday. (Wonder where he gets that). I said to Camden, "I can't believe you're almost 6!" He wisely looked at me and informed me that he wouldn't be a 6 year old until tomorrow 'morning'. Emphasis on the 'morning'.
The boys can't quite grasp the fact that 'Scuse Me is 8 "months" old and not "years" old yet. Camden finally relaxed once he settled on the fact that 'Scuse Me is zero. I honestly tried to explain that we count age in months until someone is a year old, but alas, this was not sitting right with Camden. We took "Scuse Me to the park, and he zoomed off running and nearly pulled the leash out of my hand. I got frustrated and told 'Scuse Me to be careful. Camden shook his head and said, "'Scuse Me is a zero year old mystery"...
Kellan was quizzically checking 'Scuse Me out, and then asked me why 'Scuse Me doesn't wear a shirt. I explained to him that animals don't need clothes. After a while, I relived our conversation and wondered why Kellan didn't seem too concerned that 'Scuse Me doesn't wear pants either...
Camden's learning the 10 Commandments in school, which is great, but also makes you realize you're not living life perfectly. We are training 'Scuse Me not to jump up at us while we're at the table eating. Kellan sternly told 'Scuse Me to get down, and Camden sagely said these words to Kellan. "Kellan, when you talk to 'Scuse Me in that tone of voice, you are not following the 10 Commandments". Oh learning this part of the Bible should just continuously bring joy to the Tilley household...
Last week the students got out of school at noon. When I picked Camden up he informed me that today had been "early release day". I remember calling it the less technical term "half day" when I was a kid. Then again, I wasn't the coolest kid...
We are all really good about saying our prayers in the morning. Kellan's catching on more and more each day. I said, "But in your Mercy, hear and answer us". Kellan repeated, "But in your car seat, hear and answer us"...
We've been outside a lot lately, so I've been more aware (anxious) about making sure the boys stay hydrated. We were talking about how you have to drink a lot of water, and that makes you pee more too. Kellan went to the bathroom, and all of the sudden I heard belly laughing. I reluctantly, I mean motherly, went to see what was going on and he was just absolutely cracking up. I asked him what on earth was so funny. When he caught his breath, he said, " I can't believe I just peed. I've been drinking Gatorade, not water!"...
I asked Kellan what the best part of his day at school was. He deadpanned "when I tripped". I didn't probe...
We (the boys) are still kind of reluctant on 'Scuse Me's name. Kellan said, "why don't we name him school picture day?" (Take a gander where he got that suggestion. I'll give you a minute to think it through). Camden heaved, "No, Kellan! That's a girl's name!"...
Taking 'Scuse Me for a walk, Kellan cheerily commented, "'Scuse Me's a great bad dog". I think he meant that as a compliment...
The other day at dinner, Camden was telling me how he'd like his hamburger prepared. He really pondered this decision and said he would like his burger with cheese, ketchup and buns. The he added, and of course the brown part. I think he meant the burger? You know, for the hamBURGER.?
We were watching the Lions game today. (I know, I know. I don't know why I take this week after week). The Lions made a really bad play, and I got *ahem* mad. Then, I noticed a flag on the play. As much as I love football, I honestly never know what team the flag is on until they put it on the TV screen. So, when the ref came on to explain the foul, I got really excited because it was on the Cardinals. I cheered and Camden asked me if that ref was talking to me...
Camden got 100% on his very first ever school spelling test!
Not just being a mom, but Camden is excellent at everything...except singing... I will admit that.
The boys were cracking up at something, and I distractedly said, "that's disgusting". Kellan laughed and said, "no, Mom. It's Monday!" (It was Sunday by the way)...
Camden was sound asleep on the couch, and Kellan was wide awake scowling at a movie. I whispered to Kellan to look at Camden and listen to him snore. Kellan listened, and looked amazed when he heard a snore. Then he looked at me wide eyed and asked if Camden had ZZZ's coming out of him...
We were at the park. Camden, "Scuse Me and I were playing soccer. Kellan was sitting in the grass playing with his monster truck. Then I heard from a little Moo Cow, "Mom, I'm great at breaking grass"...
Camden has been so excited for his birthday. (Wonder where he gets that). I said to Camden, "I can't believe you're almost 6!" He wisely looked at me and informed me that he wouldn't be a 6 year old until tomorrow 'morning'. Emphasis on the 'morning'.
The boys can't quite grasp the fact that 'Scuse Me is 8 "months" old and not "years" old yet. Camden finally relaxed once he settled on the fact that 'Scuse Me is zero. I honestly tried to explain that we count age in months until someone is a year old, but alas, this was not sitting right with Camden. We took "Scuse Me to the park, and he zoomed off running and nearly pulled the leash out of my hand. I got frustrated and told 'Scuse Me to be careful. Camden shook his head and said, "'Scuse Me is a zero year old mystery"...
Kellan was quizzically checking 'Scuse Me out, and then asked me why 'Scuse Me doesn't wear a shirt. I explained to him that animals don't need clothes. After a while, I relived our conversation and wondered why Kellan didn't seem too concerned that 'Scuse Me doesn't wear pants either...
Camden's learning the 10 Commandments in school, which is great, but also makes you realize you're not living life perfectly. We are training 'Scuse Me not to jump up at us while we're at the table eating. Kellan sternly told 'Scuse Me to get down, and Camden sagely said these words to Kellan. "Kellan, when you talk to 'Scuse Me in that tone of voice, you are not following the 10 Commandments". Oh learning this part of the Bible should just continuously bring joy to the Tilley household...
Last week the students got out of school at noon. When I picked Camden up he informed me that today had been "early release day". I remember calling it the less technical term "half day" when I was a kid. Then again, I wasn't the coolest kid...
We are all really good about saying our prayers in the morning. Kellan's catching on more and more each day. I said, "But in your Mercy, hear and answer us". Kellan repeated, "But in your car seat, hear and answer us"...
We've been outside a lot lately, so I've been more aware (anxious) about making sure the boys stay hydrated. We were talking about how you have to drink a lot of water, and that makes you pee more too. Kellan went to the bathroom, and all of the sudden I heard belly laughing. I reluctantly, I mean motherly, went to see what was going on and he was just absolutely cracking up. I asked him what on earth was so funny. When he caught his breath, he said, " I can't believe I just peed. I've been drinking Gatorade, not water!"...
I asked Kellan what the best part of his day at school was. He deadpanned "when I tripped". I didn't probe...
We (the boys) are still kind of reluctant on 'Scuse Me's name. Kellan said, "why don't we name him school picture day?" (Take a gander where he got that suggestion. I'll give you a minute to think it through). Camden heaved, "No, Kellan! That's a girl's name!"...
Taking 'Scuse Me for a walk, Kellan cheerily commented, "'Scuse Me's a great bad dog". I think he meant that as a compliment...
Friday, October 9, 2015
October 9th, 2015
The boys are so excited for Camden's birthday party tomorrow. In the car they were chattering away. Camden looked at Kellan and said, "when we're all playing soccer tomorrow, Kellan, I'll pass the ball to you. OK buddy?".
I think Grammy's a little nervous about Camden's party venue. It's an awesome park with tons of fun stuff, but the bathrooms are, well, park-ish. Grammy told Camden and me a million times to remember to pick up hand soap. We were walking in to WalMart today, and Grammy asked Camden, "what are we supposed to get here for the park bathrooms?". Camden immediately responded, "doors!".
I can't believe I'm old enough for this, but I had Camden's parent/teacher conference today. He is such a smart, sweet, polite caring guy, and Mrs. Weckerly definitely verified that. Word for word, she said, "when I have kids, I want them to be just like Camden". That's definitely a compliment!
On the other side, when I was leaving to head to the parent/teacher conference, I said "bye, Camden!". He replied, "Good Luck!". What the?...
I think Grammy's a little nervous about Camden's party venue. It's an awesome park with tons of fun stuff, but the bathrooms are, well, park-ish. Grammy told Camden and me a million times to remember to pick up hand soap. We were walking in to WalMart today, and Grammy asked Camden, "what are we supposed to get here for the park bathrooms?". Camden immediately responded, "doors!".
I can't believe I'm old enough for this, but I had Camden's parent/teacher conference today. He is such a smart, sweet, polite caring guy, and Mrs. Weckerly definitely verified that. Word for word, she said, "when I have kids, I want them to be just like Camden". That's definitely a compliment!
On the other side, when I was leaving to head to the parent/teacher conference, I said "bye, Camden!". He replied, "Good Luck!". What the?...
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
October 6th, 2015
Camden was doing his homework tonight. He was at the part that involved counting and adding up. This was too easy for him, so instead of counting in English, he decided to count in Spanish. I could tell he was getting a little bored, because 'Scuse Me made one little whining noise and he stated, "when 'Scuse Me whines, I can't cooperate on my homework"...
Speaking of Spanish, Camden was telling me that they are learning Spanish in school. I asked him if Mrs. Weckerly taught this class, or if another teacher came in. I asked him who this teacher was and he looked at me and deadpanned, "the Spanish teacher". Ok, got me there...
The boys are still getting used to the 'puppiness' of "Scuse Me. This pup has energy. When he jumps on the boys, they are a little unsure, so I just make sure to tell them that's "Scuse Me's way of showing how much he loves them. Camden was being very sweet to 'Scuse Me, and gave him a chew toy. I said "Aw! 'Scuse Me, can you tell Camden thank you?". Camden turned his big wise brown eyes at me and said "he can't talk, so it's ok if he doesn't say thank you. I understand".
This was Kellan's revelation on he way to swim. The boys were laughing and Kellan said "what the?!". Then he thought and said, "Hey, Mom! Heck comes after that". A few seconds of thought, and then "are those boys doing - comes at the end". Yes it does, Kellan, Yes it does...
Speaking of Spanish, Camden was telling me that they are learning Spanish in school. I asked him if Mrs. Weckerly taught this class, or if another teacher came in. I asked him who this teacher was and he looked at me and deadpanned, "the Spanish teacher". Ok, got me there...
The boys are still getting used to the 'puppiness' of "Scuse Me. This pup has energy. When he jumps on the boys, they are a little unsure, so I just make sure to tell them that's "Scuse Me's way of showing how much he loves them. Camden was being very sweet to 'Scuse Me, and gave him a chew toy. I said "Aw! 'Scuse Me, can you tell Camden thank you?". Camden turned his big wise brown eyes at me and said "he can't talk, so it's ok if he doesn't say thank you. I understand".
This was Kellan's revelation on he way to swim. The boys were laughing and Kellan said "what the?!". Then he thought and said, "Hey, Mom! Heck comes after that". A few seconds of thought, and then "are those boys doing - comes at the end". Yes it does, Kellan, Yes it does...
Saturday, October 3, 2015
October 3rd, 2015
I finally sat down at the end of the day and Kellan came and sat with me. I said "whew! Mom is glad to sit down and relax!. His response - verbatim "We can go to Grammy's in the home and relax"...
Brag alert. Camden's homework is so easy for him, he started turning the math book upside down, and writing his name upside down (right side up once you turn the book around). I can't even explain what he's doing, but needless to say, I'm hoping colleges start recruiting him soon...
Last Monday was the first day we put "Scuse Me (new name pending) in his cage before we went to school/work. Once we got him in his comfy cozy cage, all three of us stood there thinking. I saw a light bulb go off over a monkey's head and Camden ran into his bedroom. Kellan and I stood in the living room and did his signature move -shrugged. Camden came running back - lightning fast in his blue school shoes. He had "Beverly Hills Chihuahua 2" in his hand. He breathlessly explained that we should put this movie on for "Scuse Me every time we leave the house. That way he has something to keep him busy. Both boys were so excited. I put the movie in and we all felt a little better leaving "Scuse me in his cage while we were out...
Kindergarten homework has already kicked my booty. While looking Camden's work over before I sat down with him to start, I was a little confused. I honestly prayed that Camden knew what the heck "counters" were. Prayer answered, he did.
Brag alert. Camden's homework is so easy for him, he started turning the math book upside down, and writing his name upside down (right side up once you turn the book around). I can't even explain what he's doing, but needless to say, I'm hoping colleges start recruiting him soon...
Last Monday was the first day we put "Scuse Me (new name pending) in his cage before we went to school/work. Once we got him in his comfy cozy cage, all three of us stood there thinking. I saw a light bulb go off over a monkey's head and Camden ran into his bedroom. Kellan and I stood in the living room and did his signature move -shrugged. Camden came running back - lightning fast in his blue school shoes. He had "Beverly Hills Chihuahua 2" in his hand. He breathlessly explained that we should put this movie on for "Scuse Me every time we leave the house. That way he has something to keep him busy. Both boys were so excited. I put the movie in and we all felt a little better leaving "Scuse me in his cage while we were out...
Kindergarten homework has already kicked my booty. While looking Camden's work over before I sat down with him to start, I was a little confused. I honestly prayed that Camden knew what the heck "counters" were. Prayer answered, he did.
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
September 30th, 2015
According to my Cow, 'Silly Putty' is called 'Laffy Taff'.
At the end of swim lessons tonight, Camden got pulled aside to get a ribbon. Kellan excitedly went up to the instructor and asked "Do I get a ribbon too?!". The instructor just shook his head no. Kellan cheerfully yelled "OK!" and ran off to me to get his towel.
Then he was the loudest cheerleader while Camden got his 'Awesome Day' ribbon. What a not a care in the world guy!
Kellan was being silly while we were getting ready for bed. He announced "I'm a nut job!", thought a moment, and then asked "does that mean I have to get a job gathering nuts?"
At Party City tonight - Camden, of course, had to go to the bathroom. I think he just likes to check out the powder room at every establishment. I looked around and told Camden there might not be a public bathroom here. Kellan determinedly started walking down the aisle. He didn't bother to look back at us, but waved his hand to motion for us to follow. He lead us right to the bathroom. I asked how the heck he knew where the bathroom was. He said he was just here with Grammy the other day so that's how he knew. When we walked in he held his nose and said "Yuck!". I didn't really smell anything, so I looked at him puzzled. He told us "I pooped when I was here with Grammy and it still stinks!". They had gone to Party City about a month ago, but I am sure proud that my boy's stink can last that long!
Kellan loves to watch America's Funniest Home videos. Although it does concern me that he only laughs at the segments when people get hurt. We were watching an episode and I wasn't really hearing the belly laughter I usually hear from him while viewing this program. Finally he said "why can I not laugh?" I think that's a Kellan equivalent to "this one isn't that funny"...
Camden was at the dentist the other day, and Kellan had to wait patiently. He was actually doing really well. Of course when I opened my mouth to tell him what a good boy he was being, he whined and asked "why is Camden saying 'ah' for sooo long?"...
Kellan "Mom? Can we go eat lunch somewhere that doesn't have lunch?"
Me: Making a mental note to make sure I brought home the right kid from the hospital.
At the end of swim lessons tonight, Camden got pulled aside to get a ribbon. Kellan excitedly went up to the instructor and asked "Do I get a ribbon too?!". The instructor just shook his head no. Kellan cheerfully yelled "OK!" and ran off to me to get his towel.
Then he was the loudest cheerleader while Camden got his 'Awesome Day' ribbon. What a not a care in the world guy!
Kellan was being silly while we were getting ready for bed. He announced "I'm a nut job!", thought a moment, and then asked "does that mean I have to get a job gathering nuts?"
At Party City tonight - Camden, of course, had to go to the bathroom. I think he just likes to check out the powder room at every establishment. I looked around and told Camden there might not be a public bathroom here. Kellan determinedly started walking down the aisle. He didn't bother to look back at us, but waved his hand to motion for us to follow. He lead us right to the bathroom. I asked how the heck he knew where the bathroom was. He said he was just here with Grammy the other day so that's how he knew. When we walked in he held his nose and said "Yuck!". I didn't really smell anything, so I looked at him puzzled. He told us "I pooped when I was here with Grammy and it still stinks!". They had gone to Party City about a month ago, but I am sure proud that my boy's stink can last that long!
Kellan loves to watch America's Funniest Home videos. Although it does concern me that he only laughs at the segments when people get hurt. We were watching an episode and I wasn't really hearing the belly laughter I usually hear from him while viewing this program. Finally he said "why can I not laugh?" I think that's a Kellan equivalent to "this one isn't that funny"...
Camden was at the dentist the other day, and Kellan had to wait patiently. He was actually doing really well. Of course when I opened my mouth to tell him what a good boy he was being, he whined and asked "why is Camden saying 'ah' for sooo long?"...
Kellan "Mom? Can we go eat lunch somewhere that doesn't have lunch?"
Me: Making a mental note to make sure I brought home the right kid from the hospital.
Sunday, September 27, 2015
September 27th, 2015
We got our Beagle yesterday! Welcome 'Scuse Me to the family!
Last night, Kellan frickin' locked the bathroom door and shut it. This would have been fine, of course, if someone had been in the bathroom to unlock it on their way out. But alas, no one was in said bathroom. I was so proud of myself (after getting hysterical of course) that I had the great idea to get a screwdriver, take the doorknob off and get the door open. Yay me 'cause it worked! Then later that night, the boys and I were in the bathroom and they locked the door. We were in the bathroom so that part was ok, but then I froze and wondered if maybe the doorknob would fall off and we would be trapped in there. Mom and Dad, if you don't hear from us for a while, just assume we're trapped in the bathroom... sigh...
Mom: I smell poop
Camden: I smell farm animals
Kellan: I smell water
I took the boys to the trampoline park today. They love this place. I would too, but the staff won't let me jump :(
They asked if they could go back to the trampoline park tomorrow. I told them we only go every once in a while, because it's a special treat for when they're really good. I added, if we went every day, it wouldn't be as exciting. Camden immediately deadpanned "yes it would". -then ganged up on me by adding "right, Kellan?" Kellan, of course, vigorously nodded his head and said "yea, Mom. It would be awesome"...
At the trampoline park, they have a really cool harness thing that lets you jump super high. Kellan loves this - Camden not so much. The staff have to weigh people before they can get on to know how many bands to use, and Kellan weighed in at 30lbs. As Kellan was jumping, the young kid running the machine asked me how old Kellan was. I said 4 1/2. The high school kid thought a minute and asked "4 1/2 years or 4 1/2 months". I honestly don't know if he was joking or not.
We picked Grammy and Granfy up from the airport this afternoon. (Oh thank God they're back home). As we were driving around the airport, the boys were so excited to see the planes coming in and taking off. After a moment of delicious silence, Camden mused, "I like this airport. It has lots of walls". Yes, Camden. I think people come to Sky Harbor for the walls.
We went to have lunch with Aunt Pammy after we got 'Scuse Me all settled in at home. As soon as we ordered, I asked an iPad engrossed Kellan if he was going to eat. (Starting the nagging early - I am). Kellan actually looked up from the iPad for a minute, and said that yes, he was going to eat. Then he glanced around the table and looked confused and told me "wait, I'll eat when my food gets here". Well played Cow, well played...
Driving home, the moon was on Kellan's side of the car (a thing the boys tend to fight about like I have any control on that one). Kellan announced "the moon's by me because it thinks I'm cute".
Kellan wisely explained to me that if airplanes were made of bricks, they wouldn't be hurt by lightning. After a minute of thinking (smoke coming out of his petite ears with that one), he said, "also, if airplanes were made of bricks, a wolf couldn't blow it down"...
When I picked Camden up from school he was cracking up. He was laughing so hard he couldn't get out what was so funny to even tell me. I started laughing so hard there were tears streaming down my face - and I didn't even know why I was laughing. Finally, after 23 deep calming breaths, Camden told me they were playing four corners at school. The game where all the kids choose a corner of the classroom and the kid in the middle has his eyes closed and calls out a 1,2,3 or 4. Whatever number is called, the kids in that corner are 'out'. Camden said he was so excited and nervous when he picked his corner. He didn't want to be 'out'. He got so happily worked up that he shot a huge duck. Poor kids that picked that corner to be in...
We were practicing baseball with Camden. He's so competitive and can't stand to lose, so we basically weren't teaching baseball, but rather how to be a good sport. I started talking about softball and Camden vigorously and adamantly decided he would much rather play softball than baseball. This went on for several minutes with me telling him he shouldn't probably join a baseball team and him getting ridiculously angry. Finally, I realized he thought softball meant the ball was 'soft'. Once we explained that to him, he didn't care what kind of ball he played, he just wanted to always win.
Also while playing baseball, I noticed Camden was throwing with his right hand. He's left handed, so I asked him if he'd rather throw with that hand. He knowing told me, "No, this is my good hand so I'm saving it". Hopefully he'll sign a millions of dollars pro sport contract and 'saving' his good arm is worth it.
I bought the boys a few cheap outside toys, and put them in a gift bag. I had the bag on the counter, and when we got home, that's right where they zoned in. I told them if they are really good, we can see what's in the goodie bag. Kellan could not stand the fact that he couldn't look in the bag right that minute. Every time he walked by the counter, he said "MOM! Can we PLEASE see what's in the goooooooooodie bag?"
Camden and I were having a snowball fight with balled up pieces of paper. The rules of this snowball fight (I didn't know this required rules, but I guess Camden's version does) vary. I did pick up on the fact that the 'rules' of this game changed according to how Camden's snowball flew. Out of nowhere, Camden threw a fit and said "I want to play snowball fight!!!". I looked around, wondered if I was missing something. I thought we were having a snowball fight.?
It cracks me up because about 75% of the time Kellan says something, he laughs like "what the heck did I just say?". We passed WalMart and saw a fire truck out front. Well, I should be clear and say Kellan saw the fire truck. Kellan can spot those things miles away. Kellan informed me that the fire truck was there to get groceries. Then he laughed and said "groceries?!". Fire trucks don't need groceries! Dimples galore after that one.
Last night, Kellan frickin' locked the bathroom door and shut it. This would have been fine, of course, if someone had been in the bathroom to unlock it on their way out. But alas, no one was in said bathroom. I was so proud of myself (after getting hysterical of course) that I had the great idea to get a screwdriver, take the doorknob off and get the door open. Yay me 'cause it worked! Then later that night, the boys and I were in the bathroom and they locked the door. We were in the bathroom so that part was ok, but then I froze and wondered if maybe the doorknob would fall off and we would be trapped in there. Mom and Dad, if you don't hear from us for a while, just assume we're trapped in the bathroom... sigh...
Mom: I smell poop
Camden: I smell farm animals
Kellan: I smell water
I took the boys to the trampoline park today. They love this place. I would too, but the staff won't let me jump :(
They asked if they could go back to the trampoline park tomorrow. I told them we only go every once in a while, because it's a special treat for when they're really good. I added, if we went every day, it wouldn't be as exciting. Camden immediately deadpanned "yes it would". -then ganged up on me by adding "right, Kellan?" Kellan, of course, vigorously nodded his head and said "yea, Mom. It would be awesome"...
At the trampoline park, they have a really cool harness thing that lets you jump super high. Kellan loves this - Camden not so much. The staff have to weigh people before they can get on to know how many bands to use, and Kellan weighed in at 30lbs. As Kellan was jumping, the young kid running the machine asked me how old Kellan was. I said 4 1/2. The high school kid thought a minute and asked "4 1/2 years or 4 1/2 months". I honestly don't know if he was joking or not.
We picked Grammy and Granfy up from the airport this afternoon. (Oh thank God they're back home). As we were driving around the airport, the boys were so excited to see the planes coming in and taking off. After a moment of delicious silence, Camden mused, "I like this airport. It has lots of walls". Yes, Camden. I think people come to Sky Harbor for the walls.
We went to have lunch with Aunt Pammy after we got 'Scuse Me all settled in at home. As soon as we ordered, I asked an iPad engrossed Kellan if he was going to eat. (Starting the nagging early - I am). Kellan actually looked up from the iPad for a minute, and said that yes, he was going to eat. Then he glanced around the table and looked confused and told me "wait, I'll eat when my food gets here". Well played Cow, well played...
Driving home, the moon was on Kellan's side of the car (a thing the boys tend to fight about like I have any control on that one). Kellan announced "the moon's by me because it thinks I'm cute".
Kellan wisely explained to me that if airplanes were made of bricks, they wouldn't be hurt by lightning. After a minute of thinking (smoke coming out of his petite ears with that one), he said, "also, if airplanes were made of bricks, a wolf couldn't blow it down"...
When I picked Camden up from school he was cracking up. He was laughing so hard he couldn't get out what was so funny to even tell me. I started laughing so hard there were tears streaming down my face - and I didn't even know why I was laughing. Finally, after 23 deep calming breaths, Camden told me they were playing four corners at school. The game where all the kids choose a corner of the classroom and the kid in the middle has his eyes closed and calls out a 1,2,3 or 4. Whatever number is called, the kids in that corner are 'out'. Camden said he was so excited and nervous when he picked his corner. He didn't want to be 'out'. He got so happily worked up that he shot a huge duck. Poor kids that picked that corner to be in...
We were practicing baseball with Camden. He's so competitive and can't stand to lose, so we basically weren't teaching baseball, but rather how to be a good sport. I started talking about softball and Camden vigorously and adamantly decided he would much rather play softball than baseball. This went on for several minutes with me telling him he shouldn't probably join a baseball team and him getting ridiculously angry. Finally, I realized he thought softball meant the ball was 'soft'. Once we explained that to him, he didn't care what kind of ball he played, he just wanted to always win.
Also while playing baseball, I noticed Camden was throwing with his right hand. He's left handed, so I asked him if he'd rather throw with that hand. He knowing told me, "No, this is my good hand so I'm saving it". Hopefully he'll sign a millions of dollars pro sport contract and 'saving' his good arm is worth it.
I bought the boys a few cheap outside toys, and put them in a gift bag. I had the bag on the counter, and when we got home, that's right where they zoned in. I told them if they are really good, we can see what's in the goodie bag. Kellan could not stand the fact that he couldn't look in the bag right that minute. Every time he walked by the counter, he said "MOM! Can we PLEASE see what's in the goooooooooodie bag?"
Camden and I were having a snowball fight with balled up pieces of paper. The rules of this snowball fight (I didn't know this required rules, but I guess Camden's version does) vary. I did pick up on the fact that the 'rules' of this game changed according to how Camden's snowball flew. Out of nowhere, Camden threw a fit and said "I want to play snowball fight!!!". I looked around, wondered if I was missing something. I thought we were having a snowball fight.?
It cracks me up because about 75% of the time Kellan says something, he laughs like "what the heck did I just say?". We passed WalMart and saw a fire truck out front. Well, I should be clear and say Kellan saw the fire truck. Kellan can spot those things miles away. Kellan informed me that the fire truck was there to get groceries. Then he laughed and said "groceries?!". Fire trucks don't need groceries! Dimples galore after that one.
Wednesday, September 23, 2015
September 23rd, 2015
I was kind of shocked that no one's wished me a happy 1/2 birthday today!
We're going to check out a rescue beagle this Saturday! We're all so excited, but can't agree on a name!
Mom of the year alert. I have a checklist pasted to the garage door to make sure I don't forget what we need for school in the morning. This list includes Camden's red folder, snack, backpack, reminder to put sunscreen on them, etc. Well, since the note is placed so prominently on the way out the door, you'd think I wouldn't forget anything. ('You'd think' is the key phrase). I dropped Camden off at school and was talking to a teacher. I should point out that I am making every effort to be involved in the school, liked, known - you name it. While talking to this new teacher, Camden was putting his school stuff where it goes. He then yelled across the room - "Hey Mom?! You forgot my snack!" Instead of being embarrassed (at first) I went into panic mode. What will my kid eat?! Will his blood sugar level drop?! The teacher then reassured me they would provide a snack for him and she forgot her kid's snack yesterday. I think I'm going to fit right in! (Since I'm in defensive mode, I would like to point out that this is the first time I've forgotten something since school began...)
To continue with this story, when I picked Camden up, the aide said Camden was hungry. She said they offered him an apple, and a few other snacks, but he didn't want them. I got dinner ready as soon as we got home. While dinner was cooking, I noticed Camden's lunchbox on the counter. I opened it, and all the snacks I had packed him were still in there. I looked at Camden incredulously and asked "If you were so hungry, why didn't you eat your snack?" Camden replied, "Uh Mom? You forgot to bring my snack to school, remember"... Whoops...
In the car, I told Camden, "You have the whole world at your fingertips. You can do anything!". He replied "but my Mom and Dad don't let me do anything"...
When Kellan gets out of bed once I've tucked him in, he tends to just stand behind the couch so I don't see him and he doesn't get in trouble. I don't exactly know why he'd rather stand behind the couch than be in his comfy cozy bed, but I don't understand a lot of things Kellan does. I had just settled down to watch the 15 minutes of TV I usually watch before I fall sound asleep. All of the sudden, I heard a HUGE duck. I looked around in disbelief, because I knew it wasn't me that had shot that duck. Then there was a burst of giggles and a Kellan came into eyesight. How can you get mad at a kid for getting out of bed when the scene plays out that way?...
I'm still trying to get the timing down to get Camden and Kellan to school and make it to work on time. I always worry that one will be mad if I drop them off first (or second, because who knows what they'll fight over). I decided to take Kellan first because his school opens earlier than Camden's before school care. I was trying to explain this to Kellan, sensitively, when he knowingly replied "drop me off first, Mom, because preschool really needs me". Yay!
I happened to have a quarter (don't ask me how I got that kind of money) and was teaching Camden how to play heads or tails. He was doing it right, but after several times of guessing heads when it was tails, and vice versa, he began making the call once the coin had landed. That's a good way to always be right. I say sheesh to the 50/50 chance of being right.
Camden was trying to get me to play a game with him. I told him "just a sec". He beckoned, "C'mon Mom, it will be exercise!". And here I thought I was looking pretty decent...
This same monkey earlier in the day had this to add to his credit. I had sat in a kids chair, and he told me I should probably use two...
Kellan asked me why we had named him Kellan. I was explaining this process to him when he got ridiculously mad and screamed "why didn't you name me traffic light?!?!"...
Kellan fell out of the car while trying to get in the other day. I softened his fall because I was right behind him and he was fine. A few minutes later he told me "you could catch me with a net"...
Well Kellan saved me some time from checking on him when he told me this interesting fact. As I was getting ready in the morning, the boys were in the kitchen having breakfast. I kept asking from the bathroom if they were eating. Finally Kellan walked in, face covered in Nutella, and wisely told me, "Mom, if you see chocolate on my face, you know I'm eating"...
I told Camden "you're something else, kid. He over thought this (go figure) and asked "who am I?"...
We're going to check out a rescue beagle this Saturday! We're all so excited, but can't agree on a name!
Mom of the year alert. I have a checklist pasted to the garage door to make sure I don't forget what we need for school in the morning. This list includes Camden's red folder, snack, backpack, reminder to put sunscreen on them, etc. Well, since the note is placed so prominently on the way out the door, you'd think I wouldn't forget anything. ('You'd think' is the key phrase). I dropped Camden off at school and was talking to a teacher. I should point out that I am making every effort to be involved in the school, liked, known - you name it. While talking to this new teacher, Camden was putting his school stuff where it goes. He then yelled across the room - "Hey Mom?! You forgot my snack!" Instead of being embarrassed (at first) I went into panic mode. What will my kid eat?! Will his blood sugar level drop?! The teacher then reassured me they would provide a snack for him and she forgot her kid's snack yesterday. I think I'm going to fit right in! (Since I'm in defensive mode, I would like to point out that this is the first time I've forgotten something since school began...)
To continue with this story, when I picked Camden up, the aide said Camden was hungry. She said they offered him an apple, and a few other snacks, but he didn't want them. I got dinner ready as soon as we got home. While dinner was cooking, I noticed Camden's lunchbox on the counter. I opened it, and all the snacks I had packed him were still in there. I looked at Camden incredulously and asked "If you were so hungry, why didn't you eat your snack?" Camden replied, "Uh Mom? You forgot to bring my snack to school, remember"... Whoops...
In the car, I told Camden, "You have the whole world at your fingertips. You can do anything!". He replied "but my Mom and Dad don't let me do anything"...
When Kellan gets out of bed once I've tucked him in, he tends to just stand behind the couch so I don't see him and he doesn't get in trouble. I don't exactly know why he'd rather stand behind the couch than be in his comfy cozy bed, but I don't understand a lot of things Kellan does. I had just settled down to watch the 15 minutes of TV I usually watch before I fall sound asleep. All of the sudden, I heard a HUGE duck. I looked around in disbelief, because I knew it wasn't me that had shot that duck. Then there was a burst of giggles and a Kellan came into eyesight. How can you get mad at a kid for getting out of bed when the scene plays out that way?...
I'm still trying to get the timing down to get Camden and Kellan to school and make it to work on time. I always worry that one will be mad if I drop them off first (or second, because who knows what they'll fight over). I decided to take Kellan first because his school opens earlier than Camden's before school care. I was trying to explain this to Kellan, sensitively, when he knowingly replied "drop me off first, Mom, because preschool really needs me". Yay!
I happened to have a quarter (don't ask me how I got that kind of money) and was teaching Camden how to play heads or tails. He was doing it right, but after several times of guessing heads when it was tails, and vice versa, he began making the call once the coin had landed. That's a good way to always be right. I say sheesh to the 50/50 chance of being right.
Camden was trying to get me to play a game with him. I told him "just a sec". He beckoned, "C'mon Mom, it will be exercise!". And here I thought I was looking pretty decent...
This same monkey earlier in the day had this to add to his credit. I had sat in a kids chair, and he told me I should probably use two...
Kellan asked me why we had named him Kellan. I was explaining this process to him when he got ridiculously mad and screamed "why didn't you name me traffic light?!?!"...
Kellan fell out of the car while trying to get in the other day. I softened his fall because I was right behind him and he was fine. A few minutes later he told me "you could catch me with a net"...
Well Kellan saved me some time from checking on him when he told me this interesting fact. As I was getting ready in the morning, the boys were in the kitchen having breakfast. I kept asking from the bathroom if they were eating. Finally Kellan walked in, face covered in Nutella, and wisely told me, "Mom, if you see chocolate on my face, you know I'm eating"...
I told Camden "you're something else, kid. He over thought this (go figure) and asked "who am I?"...
Saturday, September 19, 2015
September 19th, 2015
I chaperoned the junior high dance for Annunciation tonight. I don't know if I feel cool or super not...
Kellan knows that he has to ask politely when he wants something. When he really really wants something, he asks very politely. He uses this template - "May you please take me to Peanut Butter Pizza?".
Out of the blue (not like this has ever occurred with Kellan), he told me he stepped on allergies...
Grammy and Camden are in Grammy's room folding towels. They are both in their glory.
Kellan has Grammy's doily on his face and can't understand why he can only see dots...
Kellan had a Grammy day, and I asked him what the best part of the day was. He replied, "watching the iPad". Bwa a a. It's not just me he wants to ignore!
So, as much as I call a bee dee bee dee a bee dee bee dee, I will reluctantly agree the scientific term is 'penis'. I repeatedly asked the boys to settle down because it was almost their bedtime Obviously, both boys were in t-shirts and underwear, (no pants policy) and after several exhausting attempts to get them to calm down, Kellan provided me with this explanation. "I can't calm down because I'm upside down and my penis is out!".
I 100% no lie just heard Camden say blackish-blue on his own accord. I recommend getting in to Grammy's and my head to find out why that's so funny.
Camden was talking and paused a moment (Holy Cow!) and asked what Great Grandpa Gall's name is. Because, God forbid he call him 'Great Grandpa Gall'. I told him His name is John. Silence for a moment (Holy Cow!) and then Camden asked, "John Deere?"...
We all had to get out of the pool abruptly (that's another story) and while we were drying off, Kellan whipped out his bee dee bee dee (see!) and peed right on the pool deck dangerously close to his dry clothes. We all looked at him and screamed, and he laughed and asked "how did that happen?".
Kellan knows that he has to ask politely when he wants something. When he really really wants something, he asks very politely. He uses this template - "May you please take me to Peanut Butter Pizza?".
Out of the blue (not like this has ever occurred with Kellan), he told me he stepped on allergies...
Grammy and Camden are in Grammy's room folding towels. They are both in their glory.
Kellan has Grammy's doily on his face and can't understand why he can only see dots...
Kellan had a Grammy day, and I asked him what the best part of the day was. He replied, "watching the iPad". Bwa a a. It's not just me he wants to ignore!
So, as much as I call a bee dee bee dee a bee dee bee dee, I will reluctantly agree the scientific term is 'penis'. I repeatedly asked the boys to settle down because it was almost their bedtime Obviously, both boys were in t-shirts and underwear, (no pants policy) and after several exhausting attempts to get them to calm down, Kellan provided me with this explanation. "I can't calm down because I'm upside down and my penis is out!".
I 100% no lie just heard Camden say blackish-blue on his own accord. I recommend getting in to Grammy's and my head to find out why that's so funny.
Camden was talking and paused a moment (Holy Cow!) and asked what Great Grandpa Gall's name is. Because, God forbid he call him 'Great Grandpa Gall'. I told him His name is John. Silence for a moment (Holy Cow!) and then Camden asked, "John Deere?"...
We all had to get out of the pool abruptly (that's another story) and while we were drying off, Kellan whipped out his bee dee bee dee (see!) and peed right on the pool deck dangerously close to his dry clothes. We all looked at him and screamed, and he laughed and asked "how did that happen?".
Monday, September 14, 2015
September 14th, 2015
Camden and Kellan (more Camden) love doing slo-motion videos. They begged to do this after the bath. I hesitated because I know how wound up they get and it might not be easy to get them to calm down for bed. I told the boys we could take 5 videos and that was it. After we watched the 5th one, I went to see if I could find a movie to help the boys relax before bed. Then I saw a white butted Kellan march by me to the bathroom and say "let's brush our Teeth-y McTeetherton's!". I didn't say a word, and we went potty, brushed/ flossed and read a book and went to bed. And to think - I was going to let them stay up for another 1/2 hour, but who am I to get in my way? Whatever SuperMom power I have, I'll take it!
We were having a lazy day, and Kellan hadn't said a word in about 40 minutes. Out of nowhere, he questioned "ice cream pizza?!". I don't know...
At lunch, Kellan took a huge bite of food. I, of course, freaked out and yelled "Kellan! That's way too big of a bite!". He looked at me and said "but my mouth's not talking"...
Kellan loves looking out the window and saying "a thunder cloud is rolling in". This usually happens when it's as sunny as can be and not a cloud in the sky. He was excitedly telling Grammy about a thunder cloud rolling in on the way home yesterday. Grammy said "Oh. There was a thunderstorm when you were driving home?". Kellan looked exasperated and said "No Grammy. MOM was driving home. Not me!"...
At dinner with Grammy and Granfy, Camden asked me why I never buy. Gulp...
Camden asked me what I wanted to be when I was a little girl. I told him a Human Resources Manager. (Joke in case that wasn't apparent). I told him I wanted to be the President of the United States. Ever since then, that's what he wants to be. YES!
Camden told Granfy:
Michigan State is going to the Rose Bowl, Michigan's going to the Toilet Bowl.
Not to be outdone, Kellan said with a dimply grin, "I clogged up the toilet bowl"...
Ok, so no one on earth can say they've never burnt a piece of toast. This morning, the waffles I gave Kellan were a little - shall we say 'toasty'. I drowned them in cinnamon sugar hoping my non observant kid wouldn't notice. As I was (extremely nicely as always) encouraging them to finish breakfast, Kellan called me over, pointed to the burnt parts, and said "I'm allergic to black toast"...
Grammy and Granfy wanted to FaceTime with the boys. They usually ask this right before bedtime, but who am I to judge since they always pay for our meals.
I told a very excited monkey, that we could talk to Grammy and Granfy, but he couldn't get riled up. He stood up on the couch, placed his hand on my shoulder, looked down at me and said, "Mom, I'm a riled up man"...
We were watching the Lions game (a feat in itself), and the restaurant kept erupting in cheers sporadically. There were so many games on, and definitely no one was cheering for the Lions. The Lions were playing the Chargers, (apparently called 'Funder' by Kellan). Every time someone would cheer, Kellan would look up surprised and yell "GO FUNDER!" Really Cow? San Diego over the Lions?... Sigh...
We were having a lazy day, and Kellan hadn't said a word in about 40 minutes. Out of nowhere, he questioned "ice cream pizza?!". I don't know...
At lunch, Kellan took a huge bite of food. I, of course, freaked out and yelled "Kellan! That's way too big of a bite!". He looked at me and said "but my mouth's not talking"...
Kellan loves looking out the window and saying "a thunder cloud is rolling in". This usually happens when it's as sunny as can be and not a cloud in the sky. He was excitedly telling Grammy about a thunder cloud rolling in on the way home yesterday. Grammy said "Oh. There was a thunderstorm when you were driving home?". Kellan looked exasperated and said "No Grammy. MOM was driving home. Not me!"...
At dinner with Grammy and Granfy, Camden asked me why I never buy. Gulp...
Camden asked me what I wanted to be when I was a little girl. I told him a Human Resources Manager. (Joke in case that wasn't apparent). I told him I wanted to be the President of the United States. Ever since then, that's what he wants to be. YES!
Camden told Granfy:
Michigan State is going to the Rose Bowl, Michigan's going to the Toilet Bowl.
Not to be outdone, Kellan said with a dimply grin, "I clogged up the toilet bowl"...
Ok, so no one on earth can say they've never burnt a piece of toast. This morning, the waffles I gave Kellan were a little - shall we say 'toasty'. I drowned them in cinnamon sugar hoping my non observant kid wouldn't notice. As I was (extremely nicely as always) encouraging them to finish breakfast, Kellan called me over, pointed to the burnt parts, and said "I'm allergic to black toast"...
Grammy and Granfy wanted to FaceTime with the boys. They usually ask this right before bedtime, but who am I to judge since they always pay for our meals.
I told a very excited monkey, that we could talk to Grammy and Granfy, but he couldn't get riled up. He stood up on the couch, placed his hand on my shoulder, looked down at me and said, "Mom, I'm a riled up man"...
We were watching the Lions game (a feat in itself), and the restaurant kept erupting in cheers sporadically. There were so many games on, and definitely no one was cheering for the Lions. The Lions were playing the Chargers, (apparently called 'Funder' by Kellan). Every time someone would cheer, Kellan would look up surprised and yell "GO FUNDER!" Really Cow? San Diego over the Lions?... Sigh...
Friday, September 11, 2015
September 11th, 2015
Grammy and Kellan are having a Grammy/Cow day. Oh thank God!
At breakfast, Grammy and I were talking about how much the boys love swim lessons. I'm so glad they got in to this. We then started on the path of Kellan's progress in swim. He and his Fred Flintstone feet still can't quite back float. Then we talked about how he could care less about progressing in swim, but has an absolute ball there. Grammy leaned over and asked Kellan if he was good at swim. Without looking up from the video on the phone, Kellan exclaimed "Nope!".
Kellan was in rare form at breakfast. He was counting sillily (is that a word?) and said 50 baby!
The boys are still obsessed with Bible stories. Randomly (Kellan fashion) Kellan asked me why God 'flushed' the earth.
On Kellan's 'sick day'. I asked him how he was feeling. Then he remembered he went home from school sick. He pathetically replied "I still feel so sick so I should probably watch the iPat".
At breakfast, Grammy and I were talking about how much the boys love swim lessons. I'm so glad they got in to this. We then started on the path of Kellan's progress in swim. He and his Fred Flintstone feet still can't quite back float. Then we talked about how he could care less about progressing in swim, but has an absolute ball there. Grammy leaned over and asked Kellan if he was good at swim. Without looking up from the video on the phone, Kellan exclaimed "Nope!".
Kellan was in rare form at breakfast. He was counting sillily (is that a word?) and said 50 baby!
The boys are still obsessed with Bible stories. Randomly (Kellan fashion) Kellan asked me why God 'flushed' the earth.
On Kellan's 'sick day'. I asked him how he was feeling. Then he remembered he went home from school sick. He pathetically replied "I still feel so sick so I should probably watch the iPat".
Thursday, September 10, 2015
September 10th, 2015
From the back seat of the car - courtesy of Kellan - I hear, "Hickory Dickory Dock, the mouse went up the Granfy clock." Grandfather clock, maybe?
I was peeing, and couldn't even get that glorious moment to myself. Kellan sat on the rug right in front of me (criss cross applesauce) for this 19 second process. I could see the wheels turning in his big head, and he asked "do girls have cicadas?". Camden cracked up and said "cicada's are what make noise outside at night!". I asked Kellan what he meant by cicada's. He said "you know, to go potty". Why yes, Kellan. The girl equivalent to 'bee dee bee dee's' is called a 'cicada'.
Kellan and I had a mother/cow day, and in the car, Kellan kept asking me to tell Bible stories. I told him each and every one I could think of - twice. Finally, when that well had run dry, he was still asking for more stories. C'Mon Holy Family! Why didn't you make me retain more?!. I said, Kellan, I need to think a minute for another story. Kellan said, "I know! How 'bout one about a sea urchin!". Sigh...
As you know, the boys are always asking me to tell them stories about when they were younger. Bottle sanitizing and nights up making sure they were breathing are not very interesting to them, so I started to pull from my childhood. There was a great Uncle Neil story. Uncle Neil? Do you follow the blog? Aw who am I kidding. Everybody does!
Here's the Uncle Neil story that Camden finds hilarious and Kellan thinks is so-so.
Uncle Neil had to - uh, shall we say 'poop' really badly at school (Like how I sugar coated that?). The only problem was, is that the buses were already there to take the students home, and there was no time to poo. Uncle Neil held this the whole way home, and the minute those bus doors opened at the destination of StockBridge Commons, Uncle Neil took off running at full speed. Well, as full speed as an 8 year old Gall could run. We were lucky to live in a really cool Mid Western neighborhood, and all the backyards met up so there was grass the whole way home. I won't waste time - Uncle Neil tripped on a rock and pooped his pants.
The best part is, when he got home, he didn't tell Mom (Grammy) and just put his soiled underwear in the bathroom sink. When Grammy walked in to the bathroom, she was like "what the?!' Camden did a rendition of this story for video, and Kellan could pretty much care less. Makes me wonder what Kellan has up his sleeve...
Kellan has a runny nose. He said "good thing we're playing Candy Land in the bathroom! The kleenex is right here!" Not that he uses Kleenex...
Since Kellan has *ahem* boogers, he claims he's the 'Booger-lar'.
The boys love racing their cars. Camden, of course, is very methodical about who wins. Obviously it's the car that goes further, but the car he's 'in' changes according to who wins. Kellan loves this game too. When the cars he vrooms have all gone, he says "well, this car went first so he wins". Oh Lions, can you start first in every game? According to Kellan, we would win the Super Bowl each and every single year! That's the secret!
So, just as I'm getting used to Camden having homework, he is too. We were at Grammy and Granfy's and I had him at the table doing his homework. He's very smart, but he's never had to focus specifically on one task. He got to choose when and where he wanted to be smart. Kellan was, this is new, pouting about not being able to watch the iPad. I told him if he helped me set the table, he could watch the iPad later. He reluctantly threw out paper towels on the table and forks went here and there, willy nilly. As this was new, Camden could not stand the fact that Kellan got to set the table and he could not (wonder how long this will last). I seriously had to yell at Camden to stop wanting to do chores!
I was getting Cow kisses (not quite as rare as Monkey kisses), and Kellan said my breath smelled like paint. My thoughts went from mad to sad to scared and embarrassed. Then I realized I had just put on my make-up. I was assuming that was what he smelled as he motioned to get down and far away from me. Yes, that's what it was. Let me have this one, ok?
So, Kellan left school Tuesday due to an upset stomach. I do believe this as he's been complaining for a while. In the car, I had him buckled, and before we turned on Union Hills, he said "I'm a rotten egg because I got out of school early".
When I picked Kellan up after school called, I told Kellan that he can't miss too much preschool. I let him know that preschool is why he's so smart and can count to 100. His little hoarse voice from the backseat said, "and I'm so smart, I can count to 31!". Do they have preschool on the weekends?
Kellan is still obsessed with 'googly eyes'. He spotted a helicopter, and I praised his good eyesight. He said, "not really, because I have googly eyes".
Summer's almost over, but every time we got in the car, I ask the boys if they are cool enough. I made a sweaty effort to make sure the air vents are pointed at them. Both boys are never happy because there are two tiiiiny holes in the tint on my windows on Camden's side. They sadly said "we would be cool, but these holes are letting the sun in and we're so hot". All I could do was give them Gatorade and pray that the heat stroke index was low.
I was peeing, and couldn't even get that glorious moment to myself. Kellan sat on the rug right in front of me (criss cross applesauce) for this 19 second process. I could see the wheels turning in his big head, and he asked "do girls have cicadas?". Camden cracked up and said "cicada's are what make noise outside at night!". I asked Kellan what he meant by cicada's. He said "you know, to go potty". Why yes, Kellan. The girl equivalent to 'bee dee bee dee's' is called a 'cicada'.
Kellan and I had a mother/cow day, and in the car, Kellan kept asking me to tell Bible stories. I told him each and every one I could think of - twice. Finally, when that well had run dry, he was still asking for more stories. C'Mon Holy Family! Why didn't you make me retain more?!. I said, Kellan, I need to think a minute for another story. Kellan said, "I know! How 'bout one about a sea urchin!". Sigh...
As you know, the boys are always asking me to tell them stories about when they were younger. Bottle sanitizing and nights up making sure they were breathing are not very interesting to them, so I started to pull from my childhood. There was a great Uncle Neil story. Uncle Neil? Do you follow the blog? Aw who am I kidding. Everybody does!
Here's the Uncle Neil story that Camden finds hilarious and Kellan thinks is so-so.
Uncle Neil had to - uh, shall we say 'poop' really badly at school (Like how I sugar coated that?). The only problem was, is that the buses were already there to take the students home, and there was no time to poo. Uncle Neil held this the whole way home, and the minute those bus doors opened at the destination of StockBridge Commons, Uncle Neil took off running at full speed. Well, as full speed as an 8 year old Gall could run. We were lucky to live in a really cool Mid Western neighborhood, and all the backyards met up so there was grass the whole way home. I won't waste time - Uncle Neil tripped on a rock and pooped his pants.
The best part is, when he got home, he didn't tell Mom (Grammy) and just put his soiled underwear in the bathroom sink. When Grammy walked in to the bathroom, she was like "what the?!' Camden did a rendition of this story for video, and Kellan could pretty much care less. Makes me wonder what Kellan has up his sleeve...
Kellan has a runny nose. He said "good thing we're playing Candy Land in the bathroom! The kleenex is right here!" Not that he uses Kleenex...
Since Kellan has *ahem* boogers, he claims he's the 'Booger-lar'.
The boys love racing their cars. Camden, of course, is very methodical about who wins. Obviously it's the car that goes further, but the car he's 'in' changes according to who wins. Kellan loves this game too. When the cars he vrooms have all gone, he says "well, this car went first so he wins". Oh Lions, can you start first in every game? According to Kellan, we would win the Super Bowl each and every single year! That's the secret!
So, just as I'm getting used to Camden having homework, he is too. We were at Grammy and Granfy's and I had him at the table doing his homework. He's very smart, but he's never had to focus specifically on one task. He got to choose when and where he wanted to be smart. Kellan was, this is new, pouting about not being able to watch the iPad. I told him if he helped me set the table, he could watch the iPad later. He reluctantly threw out paper towels on the table and forks went here and there, willy nilly. As this was new, Camden could not stand the fact that Kellan got to set the table and he could not (wonder how long this will last). I seriously had to yell at Camden to stop wanting to do chores!
I was getting Cow kisses (not quite as rare as Monkey kisses), and Kellan said my breath smelled like paint. My thoughts went from mad to sad to scared and embarrassed. Then I realized I had just put on my make-up. I was assuming that was what he smelled as he motioned to get down and far away from me. Yes, that's what it was. Let me have this one, ok?
So, Kellan left school Tuesday due to an upset stomach. I do believe this as he's been complaining for a while. In the car, I had him buckled, and before we turned on Union Hills, he said "I'm a rotten egg because I got out of school early".
When I picked Kellan up after school called, I told Kellan that he can't miss too much preschool. I let him know that preschool is why he's so smart and can count to 100. His little hoarse voice from the backseat said, "and I'm so smart, I can count to 31!". Do they have preschool on the weekends?
Kellan is still obsessed with 'googly eyes'. He spotted a helicopter, and I praised his good eyesight. He said, "not really, because I have googly eyes".
Summer's almost over, but every time we got in the car, I ask the boys if they are cool enough. I made a sweaty effort to make sure the air vents are pointed at them. Both boys are never happy because there are two tiiiiny holes in the tint on my windows on Camden's side. They sadly said "we would be cool, but these holes are letting the sun in and we're so hot". All I could do was give them Gatorade and pray that the heat stroke index was low.
Wednesday, September 9, 2015
September 9th, 2015
The boys and I were cracking up today using the Slo-Motion video feature on my phone. This may be surprising, but Camden hogged the camera time. When we were watching the videos, I pointed out how every time I moved the camera toward Kellan, along came a Camden and stepped in front. The boys found this hilarious. I mean laughing so hard I jumped up to make sure they took a breath! Finally Kellan put his hand over the phone, patted it, and said "It's ok, Kellan".
Camden and I were practicing our phone number and I said "Don't worry, you'll have this in no time!". He couldn't really grasp the concept of 'in no time', so he said "by bedtime?".
Kellan calls hearts 'gloves'. Camden and I deduced that he's trying to say 'love'.
From the backseat, Camden said "Mom, are you wearing a black and white shirt?". I said "yes". He sighed and said "I see that shirt all the time. Maybe you should take a break from it."... I swear if he didn't have the biggest brownest eyes...
I was a little on edge helping Camden with his homework for the first time. I was actually really nervous. Camden's so super smart, and this was kind of an actual test to prove it. So, my nerves were on end, and I was watching Camden answer questions like a hawk. He answered a question, and went to click next. I yelled "NO!!!". Camden calmly looked at me. I argued with him for about 7 minutes about what the right answer was. Camden never dropped his gaze from my eyes and didn't say a word. I had looked at this problem and calculated it out a dozen times. I looked at it again, and realized Camden was right- my answer was wrong. I think I need to email Mrs. Weckerly and tell her I can't do Kindergarten math...
Camden said "you're funny like your Dad". I still can't understand why instead of calling Grammy and Granfy - Grammy and Granfy, he has to call them 'my Mom' and 'my Dad'.
We were at a birthday party and Kellan asked to watch an iPad. I looked at him incredulously and said "Kellan! We're at a birthday party! You don't watch an iPad!". He pouted and said "I meant can I watch something on your phone"...
There was a roasted pig at this party. Kellan was quite concerned with this. After a few minutes of checking out the pig, Kellan announced that he would like fish for lunch. I think he officially just became a vegetarian.
Camden asked me if he could have a dog treat to give Muffie. I told him he could after he finished his taco. He then looked at Grammy and said "or I can have one right now" and batted his eyelashes. I swear if he didn't have the biggest brownest eyes... Did I already use that one?
I've been telling Kellan over and over again not to talk with his mouth full. Not because it's rude by any means, but because I'm terrified he'll choke. You see, when you breathe in air, food could get sucked in and block your wind pipe. But I digress. At dinner, Kellan told a whole story with his mouth full. I said "Kellan! What have I told you about talking with your mouth full?!". He took a huge bite of food and replied "not to do it" - while his mouth was jam packed with food...
Getting Kellan to play Candy Land fairly is - shall I say - a challenge. Kellan spun and landed on a color he did not like, so he moved to a square he did want. I calmly asked him if he was playing fairly. He smugly replied "nope!".
Camden and I were playing hide n seek at Grammy's. Grammy walked in the door, and Camden chirpily said "Hi Ma'am! You're one of the clues!".
Kellan got sick at school on Tuesday so I brought him to my dermatology appointment. I honestly think he just wanted a 4 day weekend, because he's totally fine.
The nurse was asking me a few questions, and we almost got through that part unscathed. She was just about to reach the door, I mean, literally a foot away from the door, and Kellan shot a huge duck. Everyone in the room (including Kellan) froze. Then Kellan burst into giggles and loudly said "Scuse Me!". I, of course, burst into laughter and the nurse did too. She said "well he's certainly a boy, isn't he". I politely agreed, but this is more of Mom in him than boy...
While waiting for the doctor (oh yes, there's more), I had to change into a gown. I tried to do this as discreetly as possible, but the kid is 4. He was awed by the paper gown, and asked me why I was just wearing underwear and boobs. (I did have a bra on, I guess bra's are called 'boobs').
Kellan was playing on the floor - wait for it - at this doctor's appointment, and bumped into one of those cart things that hold the tools they use on you. I told him to be careful because of the items on the cart. He stood up to look at them in awe and asked "is this what they use to build people?!"
I may need a me blog too. Kellan and I took my car to the shop to have the tires checked. This only took about 5 minutes and the guy came in and told me just one tire was a little low. He paused, so I asked him if they put air in it. He said "no, we just let you know it's low. We don't do the air part here". I was thinking "Crap!" Where am I going to go to have someone help me with this. Then he, and all the employees cracked up. I then realized what a silly question I had asked. Cathy Face!
Homework, according to Kellan, is called 'arth'.
When playing Candy Land, I am always coming in last. The boys are getting to go double colors and I move one, maybe two squares at a time. I spun and got one color again and sighed. Camden took the spinner, looked at me and said "and then there's Mom. Just going along doing her business". What?
And back to the doctor's appointment (lucky you!). Kellan got to pick out a toy when we were leaving. He asked if he could get one for his brother too. He actually meant that and wasn't trying to get two toys for himself, so start realizing that's adorable. When we picked Camden up, Kellan was so excited to give him the toy he had picked out. Camden looked at it and said "that's ok, Kellan. I don't really like it". Kellan took it back, looked at it and said "Ok. I'll try to like it"...
Camden and I were practicing our phone number and I said "Don't worry, you'll have this in no time!". He couldn't really grasp the concept of 'in no time', so he said "by bedtime?".
Kellan calls hearts 'gloves'. Camden and I deduced that he's trying to say 'love'.
From the backseat, Camden said "Mom, are you wearing a black and white shirt?". I said "yes". He sighed and said "I see that shirt all the time. Maybe you should take a break from it."... I swear if he didn't have the biggest brownest eyes...
I was a little on edge helping Camden with his homework for the first time. I was actually really nervous. Camden's so super smart, and this was kind of an actual test to prove it. So, my nerves were on end, and I was watching Camden answer questions like a hawk. He answered a question, and went to click next. I yelled "NO!!!". Camden calmly looked at me. I argued with him for about 7 minutes about what the right answer was. Camden never dropped his gaze from my eyes and didn't say a word. I had looked at this problem and calculated it out a dozen times. I looked at it again, and realized Camden was right- my answer was wrong. I think I need to email Mrs. Weckerly and tell her I can't do Kindergarten math...
Camden said "you're funny like your Dad". I still can't understand why instead of calling Grammy and Granfy - Grammy and Granfy, he has to call them 'my Mom' and 'my Dad'.
We were at a birthday party and Kellan asked to watch an iPad. I looked at him incredulously and said "Kellan! We're at a birthday party! You don't watch an iPad!". He pouted and said "I meant can I watch something on your phone"...
There was a roasted pig at this party. Kellan was quite concerned with this. After a few minutes of checking out the pig, Kellan announced that he would like fish for lunch. I think he officially just became a vegetarian.
Camden asked me if he could have a dog treat to give Muffie. I told him he could after he finished his taco. He then looked at Grammy and said "or I can have one right now" and batted his eyelashes. I swear if he didn't have the biggest brownest eyes... Did I already use that one?
I've been telling Kellan over and over again not to talk with his mouth full. Not because it's rude by any means, but because I'm terrified he'll choke. You see, when you breathe in air, food could get sucked in and block your wind pipe. But I digress. At dinner, Kellan told a whole story with his mouth full. I said "Kellan! What have I told you about talking with your mouth full?!". He took a huge bite of food and replied "not to do it" - while his mouth was jam packed with food...
Getting Kellan to play Candy Land fairly is - shall I say - a challenge. Kellan spun and landed on a color he did not like, so he moved to a square he did want. I calmly asked him if he was playing fairly. He smugly replied "nope!".
Camden and I were playing hide n seek at Grammy's. Grammy walked in the door, and Camden chirpily said "Hi Ma'am! You're one of the clues!".
Kellan got sick at school on Tuesday so I brought him to my dermatology appointment. I honestly think he just wanted a 4 day weekend, because he's totally fine.
The nurse was asking me a few questions, and we almost got through that part unscathed. She was just about to reach the door, I mean, literally a foot away from the door, and Kellan shot a huge duck. Everyone in the room (including Kellan) froze. Then Kellan burst into giggles and loudly said "Scuse Me!". I, of course, burst into laughter and the nurse did too. She said "well he's certainly a boy, isn't he". I politely agreed, but this is more of Mom in him than boy...
While waiting for the doctor (oh yes, there's more), I had to change into a gown. I tried to do this as discreetly as possible, but the kid is 4. He was awed by the paper gown, and asked me why I was just wearing underwear and boobs. (I did have a bra on, I guess bra's are called 'boobs').
Kellan was playing on the floor - wait for it - at this doctor's appointment, and bumped into one of those cart things that hold the tools they use on you. I told him to be careful because of the items on the cart. He stood up to look at them in awe and asked "is this what they use to build people?!"
I may need a me blog too. Kellan and I took my car to the shop to have the tires checked. This only took about 5 minutes and the guy came in and told me just one tire was a little low. He paused, so I asked him if they put air in it. He said "no, we just let you know it's low. We don't do the air part here". I was thinking "Crap!" Where am I going to go to have someone help me with this. Then he, and all the employees cracked up. I then realized what a silly question I had asked. Cathy Face!
Homework, according to Kellan, is called 'arth'.
When playing Candy Land, I am always coming in last. The boys are getting to go double colors and I move one, maybe two squares at a time. I spun and got one color again and sighed. Camden took the spinner, looked at me and said "and then there's Mom. Just going along doing her business". What?
And back to the doctor's appointment (lucky you!). Kellan got to pick out a toy when we were leaving. He asked if he could get one for his brother too. He actually meant that and wasn't trying to get two toys for himself, so start realizing that's adorable. When we picked Camden up, Kellan was so excited to give him the toy he had picked out. Camden looked at it and said "that's ok, Kellan. I don't really like it". Kellan took it back, looked at it and said "Ok. I'll try to like it"...
Tuesday, September 8, 2015
September 8th, 2015
The Monkey and Cow woke up 5 minutes ago, and I already have 2 years worth of material for the blog...
The boys know they can't get up from the table during meals. They both tend to get up a few times. I always give them the Mom look, and exasperatedly say "what are you doing up from the table?!?!". Camden always (and I should know this is coming) grabs me and says, "I just wanted to give you a hug, Mom". And bats his eyelashes. Kellan has now picked up on this trick. Way to increase my Mom guilt boys...
Poor Cow threw up at school today and is home with me. He does keep asking if Camden knows he gets to stay home and Camden has to be at school. Hmmm...
Getting ready to leave Grammy and Granfy's, I went out to load up the car. All of the sudden, there was Kellan by the car. He had walked out the door and across the driveway by himself. I was SO scared and mad that he had done that. I picked him up and was explaining to him how dangerous that was and never ever to do it again. While I was lecturing him, he yelled "look Walmart!". There was someone hiking next to us with a Walmart vest on. I was so mad! Grammy did laugh. I wouldn't let Kellan watch his iPad that night so I hope he learned his lesson. He was sobbing that he couldn't watch his iPad. First words out of his mouth this morning were "I did not walk out of the house by myself today, so I can watch my iPad tonight"...
In the car on the way home, I kept lecturing Kellan on what he had done wrong. I asked Kellan to tell me what he had done wrong so I knew that he knew exactly what he was in trouble for. He did repeat what he had done wrong, but also added that he shouldn't walk on the Sun either because it's really hot. He also adamantly added, "I also shouldn't walk backwards on a mountain by myself because I could run in to a cactus and that would be really porky". I can't win...
When I was younger, my Nana Taylor thought I was a genius- of course. She was a school teacher, so she decided to give me an IQ test. I knew the answers, but was dying to find out what would happen if I got a question wrong. So I answered incorrectly on purpose. Nana knew I had done that.
Flash 30 some years later. Camden is doing some online homework and getting them all right - of course. He asked me what would happen if he got one wrong. I said, you probably won't, but I think it might give you a red mark. I could see the wheels turning. He has to be perfect, but he has to know what would happen here as well. He marked a question wrong and then turned to me with his eyelashes nearly hitting me in the face before he hit submit. I just looked at him and tried my hardest to keep my face neutral to let him make his own decision. He pondered just for a moment, changed the answer to the correct one, and I let out a sigh of relief. Then honestly, the whole time he's been doing his online homework, I'm dying to see what it would do if he got one wrong!!! Life really does come full circle.
Kellan looked out to the backyard and exclaimed, "it's SO muddy out there!". I sarcastically said, "I wonder why". He looked at me and said "don't you remember, Mom? We were spraying the hose in every dirt spot making tons of mud!"
We were playing on the Church playground and it looked like the boys were driving a ship. At the steering wheel, Camden yelled "Aye Aye Matey!". Not to be outdone, Kellan yelled "Army 80!"
At this playground, I got the great idea to climb up and go down the slide. I smiled at the boys and said "Look! Mom's going to go down the slide!" Camden grinned slyly at me and said "Don't be too fat!"
When I use Siri to text, it changes Kellan's name to "Calendar" and Camden's to "Calen". I'm heading down to change their name on their birth certificates tomorrow. That will just be easier...
I was going # 1 (I swear) and Kellan was in there. He looked at me quizzically and asked if I had a 'cicada'. I said "Huh?". He replied, "You know, where your pee comes out of". Yes Kellan, it is a cicada. We'll leave it at that...
Kellan was petting a porcelain chicken at Grammy's house. I know that sounds weird that she would have that as a decoration, but her house is actually gorgeous! Anywho, I was keeping an eye on Kellan doing this, and he was petting the chicken very gently. He looked at me and said "I know it's not a real chicken". He then thought a minute and asked "But can the chicken feel me rubba-ing it?"
When I went to pick Camden up from school today, the teacher said he wasn't there. Luckily, before I had time to start breathling into a brown paper bag from hyperventilating, she added "He's not here because he's so cute I ate him for lunch". I'll admit, I did keep an eye on her until I saw my monkey emerge un-bitten from the school...
The boys know they can't get up from the table during meals. They both tend to get up a few times. I always give them the Mom look, and exasperatedly say "what are you doing up from the table?!?!". Camden always (and I should know this is coming) grabs me and says, "I just wanted to give you a hug, Mom". And bats his eyelashes. Kellan has now picked up on this trick. Way to increase my Mom guilt boys...
Poor Cow threw up at school today and is home with me. He does keep asking if Camden knows he gets to stay home and Camden has to be at school. Hmmm...
Getting ready to leave Grammy and Granfy's, I went out to load up the car. All of the sudden, there was Kellan by the car. He had walked out the door and across the driveway by himself. I was SO scared and mad that he had done that. I picked him up and was explaining to him how dangerous that was and never ever to do it again. While I was lecturing him, he yelled "look Walmart!". There was someone hiking next to us with a Walmart vest on. I was so mad! Grammy did laugh. I wouldn't let Kellan watch his iPad that night so I hope he learned his lesson. He was sobbing that he couldn't watch his iPad. First words out of his mouth this morning were "I did not walk out of the house by myself today, so I can watch my iPad tonight"...
In the car on the way home, I kept lecturing Kellan on what he had done wrong. I asked Kellan to tell me what he had done wrong so I knew that he knew exactly what he was in trouble for. He did repeat what he had done wrong, but also added that he shouldn't walk on the Sun either because it's really hot. He also adamantly added, "I also shouldn't walk backwards on a mountain by myself because I could run in to a cactus and that would be really porky". I can't win...
When I was younger, my Nana Taylor thought I was a genius- of course. She was a school teacher, so she decided to give me an IQ test. I knew the answers, but was dying to find out what would happen if I got a question wrong. So I answered incorrectly on purpose. Nana knew I had done that.
Flash 30 some years later. Camden is doing some online homework and getting them all right - of course. He asked me what would happen if he got one wrong. I said, you probably won't, but I think it might give you a red mark. I could see the wheels turning. He has to be perfect, but he has to know what would happen here as well. He marked a question wrong and then turned to me with his eyelashes nearly hitting me in the face before he hit submit. I just looked at him and tried my hardest to keep my face neutral to let him make his own decision. He pondered just for a moment, changed the answer to the correct one, and I let out a sigh of relief. Then honestly, the whole time he's been doing his online homework, I'm dying to see what it would do if he got one wrong!!! Life really does come full circle.
Kellan looked out to the backyard and exclaimed, "it's SO muddy out there!". I sarcastically said, "I wonder why". He looked at me and said "don't you remember, Mom? We were spraying the hose in every dirt spot making tons of mud!"
We were playing on the Church playground and it looked like the boys were driving a ship. At the steering wheel, Camden yelled "Aye Aye Matey!". Not to be outdone, Kellan yelled "Army 80!"
At this playground, I got the great idea to climb up and go down the slide. I smiled at the boys and said "Look! Mom's going to go down the slide!" Camden grinned slyly at me and said "Don't be too fat!"
When I use Siri to text, it changes Kellan's name to "Calendar" and Camden's to "Calen". I'm heading down to change their name on their birth certificates tomorrow. That will just be easier...
I was going # 1 (I swear) and Kellan was in there. He looked at me quizzically and asked if I had a 'cicada'. I said "Huh?". He replied, "You know, where your pee comes out of". Yes Kellan, it is a cicada. We'll leave it at that...
Kellan was petting a porcelain chicken at Grammy's house. I know that sounds weird that she would have that as a decoration, but her house is actually gorgeous! Anywho, I was keeping an eye on Kellan doing this, and he was petting the chicken very gently. He looked at me and said "I know it's not a real chicken". He then thought a minute and asked "But can the chicken feel me rubba-ing it?"
When I went to pick Camden up from school today, the teacher said he wasn't there. Luckily, before I had time to start breathling into a brown paper bag from hyperventilating, she added "He's not here because he's so cute I ate him for lunch". I'll admit, I did keep an eye on her until I saw my monkey emerge un-bitten from the school...
Monday, September 7, 2015
September 7th, 2015
Camden, who notices everything, asked why I had moved the blanket that is always on the couch to my bed. I replied, "it was bugging me on the couch". Kellan's eyes got wide and said, "it was bugging you like 'BUZZ' 'BUZZ' and a bunch of bugs flew out and bit us?" To his defense, I had just put some Benadryl on bug bites they had just got.
Kellan asked for Doritos and said, but we'll need a wet wet napkin. He tends to turn a little orange all over just when I reach for the bag...
I asked the boys if they wanted to babysit Muffie for a few days. Kellan said "she'll say 'no no no!' She'll wonder if Grammy and Granfy are at Church".
We planted more seeds that the boys had collected. This time I bought soil. As soon as I poured the soil into the planter, Kellan's porcelain white hands were in deep. He looked at me and grinned saying "this soil feels like Muffie's poop!". I don't want to know kid, I don't want to know...
The boys had collected a ton of seeds. Most of the time planting was taken up by Camden evenly dividing the seeds between himself and Kellan. Go figure...
Kellan was in the backyard while Camden and I (Camden) were going potty. We heard a large crash. I jumped and Camden calmly said "that's Kellan getting into trouble."...
Out driving today, there were beautiful clouds. I pointed one out and said "look guys! This one looks like a duck!". Once they spotted it (sheesh that was painful), Camden said "I think it looks like a Toucan!". Not to be outdone, Kellan exclaimed, "I think it looks like a toothbrush!"...
Kellan wore a hole in his shorts sliding down the slide so many times.
Kellan literally just asked me why water is so wet.
At Fr. Reggie's birthday party, they had pasted a picture of him in a safari scene. You could tell (well, probably not if you're cool), but I could tell his face had been pasted over the Diego character. I think (ok, know) that's Dora the Explorer's cousin. But I digress. Kellan looked at the poster, gasped and announced "Fr. Jesus is Diego!!!".
At said poster, a group of people I didn't know lined up to get a picture with Fr. Reggie. All of the sudden, Kellan sauntered into the group front and center. He just smiled as a few different people took photos from a couple different angles. I was hoping no one noticed him because he's a tad short. Once he came back over, he looked happily puzzled and said "why was I in that picture?"
Doing math in the car again, I told Camden I was going to give him a tough one. Camden replied "that is not ideal".
We turned on to Cactus Road, and Camden knowingly says from the backseat, "I re-neckernize this area".
Kellan asked for Doritos and said, but we'll need a wet wet napkin. He tends to turn a little orange all over just when I reach for the bag...
I asked the boys if they wanted to babysit Muffie for a few days. Kellan said "she'll say 'no no no!' She'll wonder if Grammy and Granfy are at Church".
We planted more seeds that the boys had collected. This time I bought soil. As soon as I poured the soil into the planter, Kellan's porcelain white hands were in deep. He looked at me and grinned saying "this soil feels like Muffie's poop!". I don't want to know kid, I don't want to know...
The boys had collected a ton of seeds. Most of the time planting was taken up by Camden evenly dividing the seeds between himself and Kellan. Go figure...
Kellan was in the backyard while Camden and I (Camden) were going potty. We heard a large crash. I jumped and Camden calmly said "that's Kellan getting into trouble."...
Out driving today, there were beautiful clouds. I pointed one out and said "look guys! This one looks like a duck!". Once they spotted it (sheesh that was painful), Camden said "I think it looks like a Toucan!". Not to be outdone, Kellan exclaimed, "I think it looks like a toothbrush!"...
Kellan wore a hole in his shorts sliding down the slide so many times.
Kellan literally just asked me why water is so wet.
At Fr. Reggie's birthday party, they had pasted a picture of him in a safari scene. You could tell (well, probably not if you're cool), but I could tell his face had been pasted over the Diego character. I think (ok, know) that's Dora the Explorer's cousin. But I digress. Kellan looked at the poster, gasped and announced "Fr. Jesus is Diego!!!".
At said poster, a group of people I didn't know lined up to get a picture with Fr. Reggie. All of the sudden, Kellan sauntered into the group front and center. He just smiled as a few different people took photos from a couple different angles. I was hoping no one noticed him because he's a tad short. Once he came back over, he looked happily puzzled and said "why was I in that picture?"
Doing math in the car again, I told Camden I was going to give him a tough one. Camden replied "that is not ideal".
We turned on to Cactus Road, and Camden knowingly says from the backseat, "I re-neckernize this area".
Sunday, September 6, 2015
September 6th, 2015
Here is Kellan's prayer;
Whole Mary, All of God, Hallowed be my sins and what I have failed to do and what I have blessed to do. And I ask Blessed Mary ever Virgin, O Virgin of Virgins and you my brothers and sisters to pray for me to the Lord our God. Amen.
Whole Mary, All of God, Hallowed be my sins and what I have failed to do and what I have blessed to do. And I ask Blessed Mary ever Virgin, O Virgin of Virgins and you my brothers and sisters to pray for me to the Lord our God. Amen.
Saturday, September 5, 2015
September 5th, 2015
The boys were playing so nicely in their toy room. I said "I love you good boys". Without looking up, Kellan replied "you're welcome"..
Camden and I got to school the same time Mrs. Weckerly did. I thanked her for the nice note she sent home with Camden saying what a good job he's doing at school. She said Camden is such a smart polite guy. I said "he takes after me!". Mrs. Weckerly did not laugh...
Doing math again on the way to school -guess which boy didn't want to do math-, Camden asked me what is between 1 and 100. I said 50. Camden replied "how do you know?" I said "I'm really smart". Camden asked "for real?"...
I told Camden I was going to give him a really tough math problem. He said "get it on girl".
As Camden was getting in his car seat he fell face first on the floor. Once I realized he was ok, we laughed and laughed. Between cracking up and trying to catch his breath Camden told me I had to send that to Grammy and FaceBook.
Still trying to think of dog names, I asked the boys if they had come up with any more. Camden replied "Mark", Kellan said "Ally Eyeballs".
After swim I usually get the boys a treat from the snack bar. Kellan picked out Reese's Peanut Butter cups, and I'm assuming it's because that's what his brother picked out last week. After I got them all comfy cozy in their car seats, I opened their treat. Kellan exclaimed "why is everything so tasty?!"
I just heard Camden say "I wonder what the Mrs. is going to pack me for lunch?"
I usually sit in the same area when the boys go to swim. This time, I was sitting way to the left side. I watched Kellan waving, giving the thumbs up and smiling enthusiastically in the direction of where I usually sit. After I finally got his attention and he knew where I was actually sitting, he didn't seem phased at all and waved in my direction for the duration of the class.
At the playground a new kid came in and I saw Kellan give him a look. The kid came closer to him and Kellan said "you're mean, Levi". The kid hadn't even done anything - just walked into the play area. I ran over to Kellan and told him that wasn't very nice. Then I realized maybe Kellan knew this boy from school so had some prior knowledge of his behavior. Still, I told Kellan to be nice. When Levi's mom got there we introduced ourselves and Levi does go to Kellan's school. I was really glad Levi's mom didn't hear what Kellan had said. Then Levi's mom proceeded to tell me that Levi has been switched around to several classrooms because of his behavior. Poor Kellan did know what he was talking about!
Camden and I got to school the same time Mrs. Weckerly did. I thanked her for the nice note she sent home with Camden saying what a good job he's doing at school. She said Camden is such a smart polite guy. I said "he takes after me!". Mrs. Weckerly did not laugh...
Doing math again on the way to school -guess which boy didn't want to do math-, Camden asked me what is between 1 and 100. I said 50. Camden replied "how do you know?" I said "I'm really smart". Camden asked "for real?"...
I told Camden I was going to give him a really tough math problem. He said "get it on girl".
As Camden was getting in his car seat he fell face first on the floor. Once I realized he was ok, we laughed and laughed. Between cracking up and trying to catch his breath Camden told me I had to send that to Grammy and FaceBook.
Still trying to think of dog names, I asked the boys if they had come up with any more. Camden replied "Mark", Kellan said "Ally Eyeballs".
After swim I usually get the boys a treat from the snack bar. Kellan picked out Reese's Peanut Butter cups, and I'm assuming it's because that's what his brother picked out last week. After I got them all comfy cozy in their car seats, I opened their treat. Kellan exclaimed "why is everything so tasty?!"
I just heard Camden say "I wonder what the Mrs. is going to pack me for lunch?"
I usually sit in the same area when the boys go to swim. This time, I was sitting way to the left side. I watched Kellan waving, giving the thumbs up and smiling enthusiastically in the direction of where I usually sit. After I finally got his attention and he knew where I was actually sitting, he didn't seem phased at all and waved in my direction for the duration of the class.
At the playground a new kid came in and I saw Kellan give him a look. The kid came closer to him and Kellan said "you're mean, Levi". The kid hadn't even done anything - just walked into the play area. I ran over to Kellan and told him that wasn't very nice. Then I realized maybe Kellan knew this boy from school so had some prior knowledge of his behavior. Still, I told Kellan to be nice. When Levi's mom got there we introduced ourselves and Levi does go to Kellan's school. I was really glad Levi's mom didn't hear what Kellan had said. Then Levi's mom proceeded to tell me that Levi has been switched around to several classrooms because of his behavior. Poor Kellan did know what he was talking about!
Tuesday, September 1, 2015
September 1st, 2015
Camden doesn't want to swim tonight because he wants to keep his school uniform on so everyone knows he's in kindergarten.
The boys want to name our Beagle 'Amen'.
Camden also wants to name our new dog 'we don't agree'...
Camden laughed so hard last night when we were playing that he peed his pants a little. When we were Facetiming Grammy and Granfy, he told them the story and then said "awesome, huh?"...
I took the boys to the playground. As Kellan was running toward the swings, he turned, looked at me with dimples and said, "see you sugarplum!". I don't know...
Camden took a trial karate class at school yesterday. The instructor used a foam noodle to teach the students how to jump to avoid an attack. Camden stood waaaay back where there was no way the noodle could hit him no matter what. Then he looked at me confidently and said "I'm so good, the noodle never hit me"...
At this karate class, Kellan was sitting on my lap so we could watch Camden. Kellan looked at me excitedly and said the teacher looked at him! Then he declared "he probably looked at me because he thinks I'm so cute". Oh... so THAT'S where I get it from!
Camden has been saying that he isn't feeling well. He's not warm at all, so it might be allergies or drama. Either is quite possible. I was sympathizing with him on the way home from school, and he said "when you don't feel well you're quiet. Take it from me"...
Kellan met a new friend named Cadence when we were on the playground. They were having a ball. Cadence came over and tapped Camden on the shoulder and said "let's go play". Camden said "me?'. Then he sauntered over, tried his hardest not to smile, and went to play...
When I picked Kellan up today, there was a new teacher in the room. I asked him what his teacher's name was, and to my great surprise he actually knew! Then he said "Miss Hannah doesn't know me though. She called me KELLAN."... Am I missing something?
We were in the car and talking to Grammy on the phone. All of the sudden we smelled a yucky smell! Camden asked if Grammy shot a duck. She said no, so Camden asked if her husband did...
In the car, Kellan said he found a string. I asked him where he got it, and he said he picked it up from his other hand. Mystery solved...
The boys want to name our Beagle 'Amen'.
Camden also wants to name our new dog 'we don't agree'...
Camden laughed so hard last night when we were playing that he peed his pants a little. When we were Facetiming Grammy and Granfy, he told them the story and then said "awesome, huh?"...
I took the boys to the playground. As Kellan was running toward the swings, he turned, looked at me with dimples and said, "see you sugarplum!". I don't know...
Camden took a trial karate class at school yesterday. The instructor used a foam noodle to teach the students how to jump to avoid an attack. Camden stood waaaay back where there was no way the noodle could hit him no matter what. Then he looked at me confidently and said "I'm so good, the noodle never hit me"...
At this karate class, Kellan was sitting on my lap so we could watch Camden. Kellan looked at me excitedly and said the teacher looked at him! Then he declared "he probably looked at me because he thinks I'm so cute". Oh... so THAT'S where I get it from!
Camden has been saying that he isn't feeling well. He's not warm at all, so it might be allergies or drama. Either is quite possible. I was sympathizing with him on the way home from school, and he said "when you don't feel well you're quiet. Take it from me"...
Kellan met a new friend named Cadence when we were on the playground. They were having a ball. Cadence came over and tapped Camden on the shoulder and said "let's go play". Camden said "me?'. Then he sauntered over, tried his hardest not to smile, and went to play...
When I picked Kellan up today, there was a new teacher in the room. I asked him what his teacher's name was, and to my great surprise he actually knew! Then he said "Miss Hannah doesn't know me though. She called me KELLAN."... Am I missing something?
We were in the car and talking to Grammy on the phone. All of the sudden we smelled a yucky smell! Camden asked if Grammy shot a duck. She said no, so Camden asked if her husband did...
In the car, Kellan said he found a string. I asked him where he got it, and he said he picked it up from his other hand. Mystery solved...
Monday, August 31, 2015
August 31st, 2015
I took Kellan to Mass at Camden's school today. He explained to me that he can only be good at Grammy's church. I definitely believe him.
Kellan was really good at Grammy and Granfy's church yesterday. I'm assuming part of the reason I thought he was so good was that he laid in my arms quietly the whole time. After Mass, we saw the priest. Kellan told the priest he was really being good during Mass. The priest replied, "yes! I saw that you were sleeping the whole time! Did my homily put you to sleep?" Kellan promptly replied "yes."...
Camden and Kellan love hearing stories about themselves when they were little. I don't have many stories since I've only got 5 1/2 years to pull from so far. We told Camden the story of when he met Kellan for the fist time. Granfy was, of course, running through the hospital causing trouble. He was wheeling Camden through the hospital halls in a wheelchair and had put rubber gloves on Camden's hands, feet and head.
When we finally tracked Granfy down, we wanted Camden to meet his little brother. Granfy held Camden over Kellan's crib. Camden took one look at Kellan, jumped a mile, and began to cry. Kellan laughed at this story, but Camden was pondering it seriously. Finally, Camden said, "I didn't want to be running through the halls causing mischief, but I was only 17 months old and Granfy couldn't understand me"...
I packed a cookie in Camden's lunch box, and when I picked him up, he promptly told me he's not allowed to have cookies or unhealthy snacks. He's been in kindergarten for 2 weeks and I've already been in trouble.
Kellan still loves playing "I Spy" in the car. It's really hard to play this game in Arizona because the only colors to choose from are brown and kind of green...
Playing "I Spy" again, we asked Kellan to give us a hint of what he spied. He proceeded to whisper what he was looking at. That was a really good clue!
Camden and I were having some time together. He wanted to play cars. He kept telling me to pick a car and then cracking up because I picked the "wrong" one. He said, "don't worry, Mom. I used to pick the wrong cars when I was little"...
Kellan asked to take a bath, and I told him we'd take one after dinner. He put on his pouty face and said "if I start to cry, I'll be so mad!"...
I checked on the boys last night, and Kellan shot up and out of bed. I said, "Kellan, go back to sleep! It's the middle of the night!". He laid right back down and said, "oh, you just came to check on me". And the cow was immediately back asleep.
Camden was coloring at the table with Granfy. Finally Camden said, "Granfy, you don't have to talk"...
I was trying to get the boys in the car to go home after we all visited Grammy and Granfy. Kellan did not want to leave. He was grasping at straws for reasons to stay. Finally he said "Muffie wants me to stay because she really loves me." It was at that moment that Muffie regretted never learning how to speak English...
Camden made funny hair in the bath and wanted to see what he looked like. He asked me to take a picture of him so he could see what he looked like. After taking and showing him a few pictures, I realized, I should pull out the mirror and use that to show Camden what he looked like. A brilliant idea that took me quite a while to think of...
Kellan and I passed a big cloud of dark smoke on the way to school. Kellan was so excited and yelled "It's either a fire or a volcano!" We didn't stick around to find out which it was.
Camden was playing with cars. He was vrooming them across the floor. He looked at the one he had just slid and said "Mom, can you get me that one? It's not cooperating"...
Kellan was really good at Grammy and Granfy's church yesterday. I'm assuming part of the reason I thought he was so good was that he laid in my arms quietly the whole time. After Mass, we saw the priest. Kellan told the priest he was really being good during Mass. The priest replied, "yes! I saw that you were sleeping the whole time! Did my homily put you to sleep?" Kellan promptly replied "yes."...
Camden and Kellan love hearing stories about themselves when they were little. I don't have many stories since I've only got 5 1/2 years to pull from so far. We told Camden the story of when he met Kellan for the fist time. Granfy was, of course, running through the hospital causing trouble. He was wheeling Camden through the hospital halls in a wheelchair and had put rubber gloves on Camden's hands, feet and head.
When we finally tracked Granfy down, we wanted Camden to meet his little brother. Granfy held Camden over Kellan's crib. Camden took one look at Kellan, jumped a mile, and began to cry. Kellan laughed at this story, but Camden was pondering it seriously. Finally, Camden said, "I didn't want to be running through the halls causing mischief, but I was only 17 months old and Granfy couldn't understand me"...
I packed a cookie in Camden's lunch box, and when I picked him up, he promptly told me he's not allowed to have cookies or unhealthy snacks. He's been in kindergarten for 2 weeks and I've already been in trouble.
Kellan still loves playing "I Spy" in the car. It's really hard to play this game in Arizona because the only colors to choose from are brown and kind of green...
Playing "I Spy" again, we asked Kellan to give us a hint of what he spied. He proceeded to whisper what he was looking at. That was a really good clue!
Camden and I were having some time together. He wanted to play cars. He kept telling me to pick a car and then cracking up because I picked the "wrong" one. He said, "don't worry, Mom. I used to pick the wrong cars when I was little"...
Kellan asked to take a bath, and I told him we'd take one after dinner. He put on his pouty face and said "if I start to cry, I'll be so mad!"...
I checked on the boys last night, and Kellan shot up and out of bed. I said, "Kellan, go back to sleep! It's the middle of the night!". He laid right back down and said, "oh, you just came to check on me". And the cow was immediately back asleep.
Camden was coloring at the table with Granfy. Finally Camden said, "Granfy, you don't have to talk"...
I was trying to get the boys in the car to go home after we all visited Grammy and Granfy. Kellan did not want to leave. He was grasping at straws for reasons to stay. Finally he said "Muffie wants me to stay because she really loves me." It was at that moment that Muffie regretted never learning how to speak English...
Camden made funny hair in the bath and wanted to see what he looked like. He asked me to take a picture of him so he could see what he looked like. After taking and showing him a few pictures, I realized, I should pull out the mirror and use that to show Camden what he looked like. A brilliant idea that took me quite a while to think of...
Kellan and I passed a big cloud of dark smoke on the way to school. Kellan was so excited and yelled "It's either a fire or a volcano!" We didn't stick around to find out which it was.
Camden was playing with cars. He was vrooming them across the floor. He looked at the one he had just slid and said "Mom, can you get me that one? It's not cooperating"...
Saturday, August 29, 2015
August 29th, 2015
Camden asked how long it would take to get to school the other day. I told him about 15 minutes. He counted to 15 and looked to see if we were there. I told him that was 15 seconds and there are 60 seconds in every minute. He then proceeded to count to 60 15 times. What a great conversationalist...
Kellan came in to my room last night and said Camden snores so I have to sleep in here. 2 minutes later he was back in his bed. I don't think he thinks mine is very comfy cozy...
Camden made a phone out of some paper. He held it up to his ear and had this conversation with himself. "Hi, how are you? I'm fine, how are you? I'm perfect"...
Camden has been in rare form today. I exasperatedly asked him why he was being so loud. His reply? "It's boring when everyone is quiet".
Granfy is taking letters that the boys wrote to a couple on a Marriage Encounter. Both boys were debating on if they wanted to ride with Granfy there. It's about a 40 minute drive, so they kept going back and forth on if they wanted to go. At one point, both boys said they would ride with Granfy. Granfy turned pale white and looked at Grammy and I terrified. Then both boys decided to stay home and Grammy and I went pale. The whole point of this story was that Granfy said he had to drop the letters off at a hotel. Kellan looked quizzically at Granfy and said "what's a ho and a tell?"
We spent the day with Grammy and Granfy at their house. The boys were playing so nicely together and I told them so. Kellan looked at me with his dimples in full swing and asked "can we live here?!?!"
A few minutes before this, Kellan was being pretty grumpy grouchy. Grammy asked Kellan why he was being so restless. Kellan whined and replied "it's because I want to get spoiled!"
Kellan kept asking to watch his iPad. I said "no, why don't we have a conversation instead". Kellan screamed "I DON'T WANT TO HAVE A CONVERSATION!"
And flash to Kellan watching the iPad. He was watching monster trucks and cars. When a van came on, he called it a neighborhood. I don't know...
In the car, Kellan kept sporadically yelling "Jimmy John's!" from the backseat...
Camden always hassles me because I consistently miss the turn to his new school. I finally said, "we need to come up with some landmarks, so I can get used to knowing when the turn is coming up." Camden sighed and grabbed his MagnaDoodle. He started drawing landmarks. One was a streetlight, which helped immensely, and then he also drew a Speed Limit 45 sign. I'll probably never miss the school now thanks to these landmarks...
I picked Kellan up from school early. It just happened to be right as nap time was ending. I went to Kellan's mat to gently wake him up. He stirred and then slowly opened his eyes. When he saw me, he sat up and said "oh no! We lost puppy!" I was confused for a minute. I said "what puppy?" He proceeded to described the stuffed puppy he was in love with - which we lost about 2 1/2 years ago. Kellan took this puppy everywhere. When we realized it was lost, we were devastated and thought Kellan would be too. He never said a word about it and went on with life without a care in the world. So, 2 1/2 years later, it must have just hit him that his favorite stuffed animal in the whole wide world is missing. And he promptly forgot about it within the minute...
We've been teaching the boys how to call 911 if there's an emergency. Grammy is really working on getting them to say their name, the emergency, etc. As much as I hope this training is helping them, it's been quite hysterical as well. One mock call had Camden ending the call telling the "911 operator" he loved her...
Kellan came in to my room last night and said Camden snores so I have to sleep in here. 2 minutes later he was back in his bed. I don't think he thinks mine is very comfy cozy...
Camden made a phone out of some paper. He held it up to his ear and had this conversation with himself. "Hi, how are you? I'm fine, how are you? I'm perfect"...
Camden has been in rare form today. I exasperatedly asked him why he was being so loud. His reply? "It's boring when everyone is quiet".
Granfy is taking letters that the boys wrote to a couple on a Marriage Encounter. Both boys were debating on if they wanted to ride with Granfy there. It's about a 40 minute drive, so they kept going back and forth on if they wanted to go. At one point, both boys said they would ride with Granfy. Granfy turned pale white and looked at Grammy and I terrified. Then both boys decided to stay home and Grammy and I went pale. The whole point of this story was that Granfy said he had to drop the letters off at a hotel. Kellan looked quizzically at Granfy and said "what's a ho and a tell?"
We spent the day with Grammy and Granfy at their house. The boys were playing so nicely together and I told them so. Kellan looked at me with his dimples in full swing and asked "can we live here?!?!"
A few minutes before this, Kellan was being pretty grumpy grouchy. Grammy asked Kellan why he was being so restless. Kellan whined and replied "it's because I want to get spoiled!"
Kellan kept asking to watch his iPad. I said "no, why don't we have a conversation instead". Kellan screamed "I DON'T WANT TO HAVE A CONVERSATION!"
And flash to Kellan watching the iPad. He was watching monster trucks and cars. When a van came on, he called it a neighborhood. I don't know...
In the car, Kellan kept sporadically yelling "Jimmy John's!" from the backseat...
Camden always hassles me because I consistently miss the turn to his new school. I finally said, "we need to come up with some landmarks, so I can get used to knowing when the turn is coming up." Camden sighed and grabbed his MagnaDoodle. He started drawing landmarks. One was a streetlight, which helped immensely, and then he also drew a Speed Limit 45 sign. I'll probably never miss the school now thanks to these landmarks...
I picked Kellan up from school early. It just happened to be right as nap time was ending. I went to Kellan's mat to gently wake him up. He stirred and then slowly opened his eyes. When he saw me, he sat up and said "oh no! We lost puppy!" I was confused for a minute. I said "what puppy?" He proceeded to described the stuffed puppy he was in love with - which we lost about 2 1/2 years ago. Kellan took this puppy everywhere. When we realized it was lost, we were devastated and thought Kellan would be too. He never said a word about it and went on with life without a care in the world. So, 2 1/2 years later, it must have just hit him that his favorite stuffed animal in the whole wide world is missing. And he promptly forgot about it within the minute...
We've been teaching the boys how to call 911 if there's an emergency. Grammy is really working on getting them to say their name, the emergency, etc. As much as I hope this training is helping them, it's been quite hysterical as well. One mock call had Camden ending the call telling the "911 operator" he loved her...
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
August 25th, 2015
Kellan sang me a song on the way to school and it included volcanoes and Walgreens...
At his new kindergarten, Camden's 6th grade helper's name is Natalie. She just loves him!
Kellan Grammy and I were walking in to morning prayer at Camden's school when Kellan suddenly (and out of the blue) announced that he didn't like tomato sauce... But he redeemed himself by saying this a few minutes later - "We can feel God in our hearts at morning prayer".
And Kellan went back in the dog house with this one. I said "I love you, Kellan!" He replied "I like you"...
Camden likes to comb his own hair and does a pretty good job. I wanted to comb it on the first day of kindergarten, and he just could not stand this. I firmly told him not to touch his hair as his hands got closer and closer to his monkey head. I can't argue with this one though. I did tell him not to touch his hair, so he rubbed it against the wall until it was messed up. I was still mad, but proud that he is smart enough to think of things like this. He just shouldn't be outsmarting me! Anyone else is fine ;)
There was a hint of rain coming (which is huge here in AZ) so the boys had to bring their 'broombrellas' (umbrellas) to swim class. After class, on the way out to the car, Kellan gleefully announced that he was allergic to rain! Camden sighed and said sadly, "I'm allergic to dust and pollen"... #1 we have never told Camden that he is allergic to anything in particular, and #2, I didn't know what pollen was until about 3 years ago...
Camden did an underwater handstand in the pool tonight at swim lessons. I cheered and waved to him and then quickly moved my hand from waving to pretending to fix my hair when I realized he should have been listening to the teacher and not goofing off...
Kellan was working on the backstroke tonight at swimming. I couldn't stop laughing at the fact that he has Fred Flintstone feet. They are very prominent when kicking and splashing in the clear pool water...
Camden and Kellan and I were playing school. They were the teachers, so I asked them what I should call them. Right away, Camden responded "Mr. Tilley". Kellan thought a minute and requested he be addressed as "Mr. Tellan"...
Out of the blue, in the car tonight Camden told me this. "God only makes good. If there's bad, it's because of people and their choices". I really needed to hear this, and wowed that it came from my 5 1/2 year old.
This morning, Camden was telling us that he had a dream about swim lessons. I said I had a dream that I was back in high school. Without missing a beat, Kellan said he dreamt about french toast...
The boys and I baked cookies last night. When they were finally cooled and ready, I placed the plate of delicious cookies on the table in front of the boys. Camden's face lit up and he pointed to the plate and said "Monkey see, monkey want". This has now become a very popular saying in the Tilley household...
Gross alert! Avert your eyes from this paragraph if you need to.
I pulled a booger out of Kellan's nose. As both boys were yelling "EW!" at the top of their lungs, Camden came to a realization. "Oh! That's what was making him shoot so many ducks"...
When Grammy's in the car with us, Camden aaaallllwaaays asks if she can get him out of his seat. This annoys me on several levels. The first being that he doesn't want his Mommy. The second, is that Camden is on my side of the car, and it would be so much easier for me to get him out and for Grammy to get Kellan out. Of course he asked Grammy to get him out the other day. I sighed and asked Camden why he always does this. He replied "I like her. She spoils me and I like spoilin'"...
We were all having dinner at Oregano's in Cave Creek. Camden was lying down in the booth and noticed there was gum stuck under the table. My first words (quietly) were "DON'T TOUCH IT!" Camden thought a minute and said "don't these people know that people sleep in these booths and can see the gum?"...
When walking in to said restaurant, Kellan said "Hey! This music sounds like trumpets!" It was totally a trumpet playing. I didn't know he knew what a trumpet was. I mean... I've had him in trumpet lessons for about 15 years now... Whew! Made that believable.
Still at Oregano's (I'm sure the staff were so happy about that). I had to go to the bathroom so I asked both boys several times if they had to go. They insisted they did not have to go. When I returned to the table (I went #1 only, I promise), Camden and Granfy were gone. I sighed because I knew Camden had convinced Granfy to take him to the bathroom. You know he asked Granfy as soon as I was out of his sight. A few minutes (forever) later, Camden announced grinning -when he was still about a football field away from the table, "Hi! We came back!". I went in to mean Mom mode, and then saw his dimples and Granfy's happy face. Let it be, Carrie, let it be...
Kellan had homework that involved artwork, so of course we went straight to Grammy for help. Grammy drew an amazing cow on the paper. I mean, it was perfect. (It's hard to be nice when you're jealous"). Camden was checking out the drawing as Grammy was drawing an udder. He asked innocently, "is that the milk tank?"...
We were all on the couch playing and Kellan giggled that he hurt his ribs. Camden asked me what ribs were, and Kellan matter of factly said "they are bones that protect our heart and chest". Camden's mouth dropped open, but he couldn't think of anything to say. He did not like one bit that Kellan not only knew something he didn't, but taught him something...
The boys were going on and on and said something that made me speechless. (I can't remember what they said because I have the process of blocking things out down pat). I told them "Mom is at a loss for words". Camden asked, "Why did you lose your words and where did they go?".
At his new kindergarten, Camden's 6th grade helper's name is Natalie. She just loves him!
Kellan Grammy and I were walking in to morning prayer at Camden's school when Kellan suddenly (and out of the blue) announced that he didn't like tomato sauce... But he redeemed himself by saying this a few minutes later - "We can feel God in our hearts at morning prayer".
And Kellan went back in the dog house with this one. I said "I love you, Kellan!" He replied "I like you"...
Camden likes to comb his own hair and does a pretty good job. I wanted to comb it on the first day of kindergarten, and he just could not stand this. I firmly told him not to touch his hair as his hands got closer and closer to his monkey head. I can't argue with this one though. I did tell him not to touch his hair, so he rubbed it against the wall until it was messed up. I was still mad, but proud that he is smart enough to think of things like this. He just shouldn't be outsmarting me! Anyone else is fine ;)
There was a hint of rain coming (which is huge here in AZ) so the boys had to bring their 'broombrellas' (umbrellas) to swim class. After class, on the way out to the car, Kellan gleefully announced that he was allergic to rain! Camden sighed and said sadly, "I'm allergic to dust and pollen"... #1 we have never told Camden that he is allergic to anything in particular, and #2, I didn't know what pollen was until about 3 years ago...
Camden did an underwater handstand in the pool tonight at swim lessons. I cheered and waved to him and then quickly moved my hand from waving to pretending to fix my hair when I realized he should have been listening to the teacher and not goofing off...
Kellan was working on the backstroke tonight at swimming. I couldn't stop laughing at the fact that he has Fred Flintstone feet. They are very prominent when kicking and splashing in the clear pool water...
Camden and Kellan and I were playing school. They were the teachers, so I asked them what I should call them. Right away, Camden responded "Mr. Tilley". Kellan thought a minute and requested he be addressed as "Mr. Tellan"...
Out of the blue, in the car tonight Camden told me this. "God only makes good. If there's bad, it's because of people and their choices". I really needed to hear this, and wowed that it came from my 5 1/2 year old.
This morning, Camden was telling us that he had a dream about swim lessons. I said I had a dream that I was back in high school. Without missing a beat, Kellan said he dreamt about french toast...
The boys and I baked cookies last night. When they were finally cooled and ready, I placed the plate of delicious cookies on the table in front of the boys. Camden's face lit up and he pointed to the plate and said "Monkey see, monkey want". This has now become a very popular saying in the Tilley household...
Gross alert! Avert your eyes from this paragraph if you need to.
I pulled a booger out of Kellan's nose. As both boys were yelling "EW!" at the top of their lungs, Camden came to a realization. "Oh! That's what was making him shoot so many ducks"...
When Grammy's in the car with us, Camden aaaallllwaaays asks if she can get him out of his seat. This annoys me on several levels. The first being that he doesn't want his Mommy. The second, is that Camden is on my side of the car, and it would be so much easier for me to get him out and for Grammy to get Kellan out. Of course he asked Grammy to get him out the other day. I sighed and asked Camden why he always does this. He replied "I like her. She spoils me and I like spoilin'"...
We were all having dinner at Oregano's in Cave Creek. Camden was lying down in the booth and noticed there was gum stuck under the table. My first words (quietly) were "DON'T TOUCH IT!" Camden thought a minute and said "don't these people know that people sleep in these booths and can see the gum?"...
When walking in to said restaurant, Kellan said "Hey! This music sounds like trumpets!" It was totally a trumpet playing. I didn't know he knew what a trumpet was. I mean... I've had him in trumpet lessons for about 15 years now... Whew! Made that believable.
Still at Oregano's (I'm sure the staff were so happy about that). I had to go to the bathroom so I asked both boys several times if they had to go. They insisted they did not have to go. When I returned to the table (I went #1 only, I promise), Camden and Granfy were gone. I sighed because I knew Camden had convinced Granfy to take him to the bathroom. You know he asked Granfy as soon as I was out of his sight. A few minutes (forever) later, Camden announced grinning -when he was still about a football field away from the table, "Hi! We came back!". I went in to mean Mom mode, and then saw his dimples and Granfy's happy face. Let it be, Carrie, let it be...
Kellan had homework that involved artwork, so of course we went straight to Grammy for help. Grammy drew an amazing cow on the paper. I mean, it was perfect. (It's hard to be nice when you're jealous"). Camden was checking out the drawing as Grammy was drawing an udder. He asked innocently, "is that the milk tank?"...
We were all on the couch playing and Kellan giggled that he hurt his ribs. Camden asked me what ribs were, and Kellan matter of factly said "they are bones that protect our heart and chest". Camden's mouth dropped open, but he couldn't think of anything to say. He did not like one bit that Kellan not only knew something he didn't, but taught him something...
The boys were going on and on and said something that made me speechless. (I can't remember what they said because I have the process of blocking things out down pat). I told them "Mom is at a loss for words". Camden asked, "Why did you lose your words and where did they go?".
Monday, August 17, 2015
August 17th, 2015
We had orientation for Camden tonight at his new school. I can't believe his first day of kindergarten is tomorrow! I'm going to sneak a tape recorder in there to get ammo for the blog... Or I mean, I'm just a proud parent...
This morning Camden came in to wake me up. We laid in bed making "shot a duck noises" for about 30 minutes. It was a sign it was going to be a great day...
At breakfast the other day, Kellan jumped up and pointed to his bee dee bee dee and whined. I told him to use his words. He fragrantly pointed to *ahem* 'down there' and yelled "PLEASE!" so the whole place knew I was giving my son a hard time about having to go to the bathroom...
I don't think we give Kellan enough credit. Probably because he can't get a word in with his big eye-lashed brother around. When I talk to Kellan, I usually don't get a response that I would like to hear. But after a few minutes, he usually does answer me on what we were talking about a while ago. Maybe this kid is just analyzing everything and we think he's in his own little world...
Camden and Kellan love hearing stories about when they were babies. (Prolly because it was so long ago). I tell the one story about Camden pooping on the plane on the way to Minnesota. They crack up every time. I finally asked what is so funny about poo-ing all over Mom. Both boys responded "that's a baby's job!"
This morning Camden came in to wake me up. We laid in bed making "shot a duck noises" for about 30 minutes. It was a sign it was going to be a great day...
At breakfast the other day, Kellan jumped up and pointed to his bee dee bee dee and whined. I told him to use his words. He fragrantly pointed to *ahem* 'down there' and yelled "PLEASE!" so the whole place knew I was giving my son a hard time about having to go to the bathroom...
I don't think we give Kellan enough credit. Probably because he can't get a word in with his big eye-lashed brother around. When I talk to Kellan, I usually don't get a response that I would like to hear. But after a few minutes, he usually does answer me on what we were talking about a while ago. Maybe this kid is just analyzing everything and we think he's in his own little world...
Camden and Kellan love hearing stories about when they were babies. (Prolly because it was so long ago). I tell the one story about Camden pooping on the plane on the way to Minnesota. They crack up every time. I finally asked what is so funny about poo-ing all over Mom. Both boys responded "that's a baby's job!"
Sunday, August 16, 2015
August 16th, 2015
Camden just said that he got a bouncy ball out from under the micro-favorite. It was under the stove, so I just kind of went with the flow on that one...
The boys and I were doing arts and crafts. Well, they were. I was trying to at least draw a freakin' circle! I leaned over and said I was going to steal a piece of tape. Both boys gasped in horror and said they were going to call the police. I guess I shouldn't be so literal, or quit teaching them how to do the right thing. I'll decide when the time comes...
Kellan: "I didn't say I'm sorry, Camden. Is that ok?"
Camden: "I'm thinking about it".
Kellan: "I'm thinking about it too"...
Camden took a picture of himself with his iPad and then proceeded to draw a self portrait. When he was done, I was looking at it and asked him why he only had one ear. He pointed to the picture of him on the iPad, and only one ear was showing. (a tad OCD be he). I really hope he doesn't become one of those artists that start cutting off body parts to show symbolism or something...
I told Kellan thank you for being quiet. Seconds later, and I mean about 20 -do you know how long 20 seconds actually is by the way- he exuberantly replied "YOU'RE WELCOME!"...
I asked Camden what he was going to do today. He looked at me stoically and said "I have a lot of decisions to make". I handed him his passport and - come to think if it - I haven't really seen him around today...
Kellan is obsessed with playing "I spy with my little eye..." in the car. Yesterday, he said "I spy with my little eye, something...silver!". We guessed and guessed and couldn't get it right. Finally Kellan gave in (which doesn't take much in this game) and yelled "It's the engine!!!". I didn't realize he could actually see the engine from the car seat in the back...
Camden is such an artist. I told him he takes after Grammy. Then I mused, "Kellan draws like me". Camden replied "of course he does"...
Camden used his fork and knife to cut up a whole plate of pancakes at breakfast. Looks like I'm done being his butler...
Kellan was perplexed with the pickle on his plate. I kept trying to tell him it's just a pickle. He frowned, I mean, kept frowning, and then yelled "IT'S NOT A PICKLE IT'S A LEMON SNICKLE!"
I can't believe Camden is starting kindergarten in a few days. I was talking about this with Grammy and she told me "when Kellan starts school, it will be really hard". Camden interjected "when Kellan starts school, that's a whole 'nother story"... Hand to God, this is verbatim...
At about 5am, Camden got up to go to the bathroom and then came in my bed to lay with me. A few moments later, I had a cow in my bed as well. The bed is plenty big, but not the way a monkey uses up the bed. Camden was snoring away, and Kellan and I were tossing and turning and trying to get comfortable. Kellan got up, I assumed to go to the bathroom, and when a few minutes had passed, I went to see what he was up to. He was fast asleep in his own bed. He had had it with us...
Camden was standing on my bed (knowing he's not supposed to) and watching his iPad. I reached over and pulled down his shorts. He looked at me and said "Really girl? In the middle of the watching?"...
I asked Kellan to come over to me because he had something by his eye. He ran over excitedly and asked "is it a golden fish?!?!" I would love to be inside that kid's head...
The boys were playing on the McDonald's playground. There were a few other kids playing as well. Every single time one of the kids would talk, Kellan would yell "are you talking to my brother?!" Finally the kids just played silently...
While trying to get Camden a belt for school that would hold up his enormous (on him) shorts, we did briefly consider a nice leather dog collar that fit his waist perfectly. No need to call CPS, I said we briefly considered...
Grammy took us to lunch at Chili's and when we were driving her back to work, Kellan was freaking out because he wanted to go back to the 'mallf'. Once we dropped Grammy off, he cheered from the backseat "Go back to Chili's and grab that mallf!"...
The boys and I were doing arts and crafts. Well, they were. I was trying to at least draw a freakin' circle! I leaned over and said I was going to steal a piece of tape. Both boys gasped in horror and said they were going to call the police. I guess I shouldn't be so literal, or quit teaching them how to do the right thing. I'll decide when the time comes...
Kellan: "I didn't say I'm sorry, Camden. Is that ok?"
Camden: "I'm thinking about it".
Kellan: "I'm thinking about it too"...
Camden took a picture of himself with his iPad and then proceeded to draw a self portrait. When he was done, I was looking at it and asked him why he only had one ear. He pointed to the picture of him on the iPad, and only one ear was showing. (a tad OCD be he). I really hope he doesn't become one of those artists that start cutting off body parts to show symbolism or something...
I told Kellan thank you for being quiet. Seconds later, and I mean about 20 -do you know how long 20 seconds actually is by the way- he exuberantly replied "YOU'RE WELCOME!"...
I asked Camden what he was going to do today. He looked at me stoically and said "I have a lot of decisions to make". I handed him his passport and - come to think if it - I haven't really seen him around today...
Kellan is obsessed with playing "I spy with my little eye..." in the car. Yesterday, he said "I spy with my little eye, something...silver!". We guessed and guessed and couldn't get it right. Finally Kellan gave in (which doesn't take much in this game) and yelled "It's the engine!!!". I didn't realize he could actually see the engine from the car seat in the back...
Camden is such an artist. I told him he takes after Grammy. Then I mused, "Kellan draws like me". Camden replied "of course he does"...
Camden used his fork and knife to cut up a whole plate of pancakes at breakfast. Looks like I'm done being his butler...
Kellan was perplexed with the pickle on his plate. I kept trying to tell him it's just a pickle. He frowned, I mean, kept frowning, and then yelled "IT'S NOT A PICKLE IT'S A LEMON SNICKLE!"
I can't believe Camden is starting kindergarten in a few days. I was talking about this with Grammy and she told me "when Kellan starts school, it will be really hard". Camden interjected "when Kellan starts school, that's a whole 'nother story"... Hand to God, this is verbatim...
At about 5am, Camden got up to go to the bathroom and then came in my bed to lay with me. A few moments later, I had a cow in my bed as well. The bed is plenty big, but not the way a monkey uses up the bed. Camden was snoring away, and Kellan and I were tossing and turning and trying to get comfortable. Kellan got up, I assumed to go to the bathroom, and when a few minutes had passed, I went to see what he was up to. He was fast asleep in his own bed. He had had it with us...
Camden was standing on my bed (knowing he's not supposed to) and watching his iPad. I reached over and pulled down his shorts. He looked at me and said "Really girl? In the middle of the watching?"...
I asked Kellan to come over to me because he had something by his eye. He ran over excitedly and asked "is it a golden fish?!?!" I would love to be inside that kid's head...
The boys were playing on the McDonald's playground. There were a few other kids playing as well. Every single time one of the kids would talk, Kellan would yell "are you talking to my brother?!" Finally the kids just played silently...
While trying to get Camden a belt for school that would hold up his enormous (on him) shorts, we did briefly consider a nice leather dog collar that fit his waist perfectly. No need to call CPS, I said we briefly considered...
Grammy took us to lunch at Chili's and when we were driving her back to work, Kellan was freaking out because he wanted to go back to the 'mallf'. Once we dropped Grammy off, he cheered from the backseat "Go back to Chili's and grab that mallf!"...
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