Blitz

Keira is 6 now.  Being the age that she is, and the baby in the family, she is especially interested in "bad words."  She looks at me with great expectation whenever I look like I'm about ready to explode.  Seriously, imagine her standing there, rubbing her little hands together like she's about ready to get an ice cream cake all to herself.  Little does she know that I can simply drop a piece of paper and "fucker" comes out just as easily as anybody else would say "woops."  I'm apparently just good at muffling it when around the kids her.  I'm mainly concerned about her teaching these words to her friends at school and then getting in trouble.

Earlier, I overheard her playing with some toys in her room.  I wish I could describe the attitude she gets when she's in there by herself.  Talk about cheap entertainment.  The "conversation" went basically like this....


"Like, oh my gosh, I can't believe you said that, blitz." (This is where I'm straining to hear if "blitz" is actually the word she said, because, I'll be honest, I don't think that's what it was, but I was hoping.)
"What are you talking about, blitz?!" (This is my face now...   :-\  ... )
"La-dee-da, poopy silly face, blah-blah-blah...."

A little bit later I asked her what she had said.

Me:  Keira, what was that word you were saying when you were playing with your toys a little bit ago?

Keira:  Huuuuuh??? *sheepish grin*

Me:  Were you saying "blitz"?

Keira:  Mommy, I can't believe you just said that word!!!  *slams door on the way out... like she's SO offended*


Well, I guess she can't really get in trouble at school for saying the wrong word.  On the other hand, using a word that sounds similar, appropriately?...  hmmm.

The Best Day Ever List!

Casse created this list that I found so sweet. And yes, she got the list idea from Spongebob. He's good for something. : )

Best day Ever List!

• I git a cande from cherch.

• I git a donute from cherch.

• I git to play with Sage at cherch.

• then I git my erss peers.

And now I have a hapee Littl Life.

Honecomb's Big, Yah Yah Yah

I emptied the last little bit of powdery crumbs of Honeycomb cereal into the sink so that I could fill up the Tupperware container with a new box. A little bit later, Keira was up in Billy's arms greeting him from work and looked over into the sink and asked,
"Hey! Why you washing my Honeycomb?!"

Jelly Beans

Casse likes Jelly Beans. She's my pickiest eater, so what's up with that? She doesn't pick through them either, she'll eat any of them and all of them. It makes no sense to me. I'll eat pretty much anything EXCEPT Jelly Beans. I may try some of the red ones but then I'm disappointed because they're not cinnamon. I guess I'm more of a Red Hots kinda girl.

Kids. Strange little creatures.

Mirror, Mirror, In The Car

Last month while I was driving, Zane was doing his homework in the car, he held it up for me to check.....

Zane: Hey Mom, is this right?

Me: (looking through the rear view mirror) I can't see it Zane; it's backwards.

(As soon as I had said it, I just knew what he was going to do.... )

Zane: Does this help?

He turned it around so all I could see was the blank side. That kid cracks me up.... I love his sense of humor!

Punk

Gina: Hey Punk!

Keira: I'm not a Punk!

Gina: Yah, you are.

Keira: No, I'm Pumpkin!

Riley Hears Who?

We've been listening to the "Moulin Rouge" soundtrack in the car lately. (Our family isn't big on Disney cd's.) At the end of the song, "Elephant Love Medley", there is a man singing opera for just a few seconds, and Riley goes, "Here's the Oprah part."

The Best Birth Control EVER!!!!

What is up with my kids? What is up with me? I just don't have the "potty training gene." Either that or I was blessed with kids that have a delayed connection between bladder and brain at a young age. I swear, couldn't I have had ONE kid out of FOUR that potty trained early? Seriously.

Last month Keira turned 3 (... more commonly known in our house as "free", not "three"). I've been trying to keep her in panties while we're at home so she can realize when she's going. I'm fully prepared for the accidents and all that entails, which is not fun. I have her clean up the mess by rinsing out her panties and soaking up the puddle with a towel repeatedly, like 3 or 4 times "repeatedly." I assist a little to make sure it's a good enough job, but really, I try to make it as difficult as possible so that she realizes what a pain in the butt it is and that it would be SO much easier to just sit on the potty in the first place. But you know what my dear daughter LOVES to do??? She loves cleaning up puddles with towels!!! She gets this big smile on her face and literally bounces from puddle to sink, sink to puddle, and so on and so forth. I guess if I really wanted to prove a point to her, I should clean it up all by myself. That would show her! Crap, maybe she's doing reverse psychology on me?!

I give her incentives/bribes (whichever way you look at it); she gets one jelly bean for pee and two for poo. She won't poop in her panties, which is nice, but I'm so sick of cleaning up pee! It's gonna be a lovely day when we can get new carpet here. Oh happy day!

Well, I just had to get that off my chest and I thought this would be a good place to do it. I apologize, 'cause I'm sure not everyone wants to know about my kids' potty training problems. I'm SO glad I don't have to do this again after Keira!!

Board Breaking Masters

Well, I really had a great video that I wanted to put on here besides just this one, but the (stupid) computer just wasn't cooperating. Aaargghh.

Anywho... Riley's been doing really good at breaking boards for TaeKwonDo. He is a Senior Brown Belt now, ya know. The other video is of him breaking a board with his elbow/forearm. Awesome. So, Billy, being so competitive, decided he wanted to break one too, in his own special way. Here it is.....

Nicely

(Okay, I know I have so many more things I want to blog about, but I have to get this one in here before I forget that she does this.)

Keira is in that wonderful stage where she's really demanding, I think somebody called it the "Terrific Two's" once and I about slapped 'em. Anyways, I obviously try to correct her and teach her the proper way to communicate and it goes something like this:

Keira: GIVE ME A COOKIE!!!

me: Keira, you can't talk to me that way, try it again.

Keira: GIVE. ME. A. COOOOOOOOOKKKKKKIEEEEEE!!!!

me: Keira, you need to say it nicely.

(with the sweetest, most precious look on her little face, she says....)

Keira: Nicely.

Who can argue with that face????