Sissy Jumps Rope

Overheard in the Bedroom

After running into the kitchen to eat the candy from his Advent calendar:

Bubba: Guys, it's the twenty-oneth of December!

Overheard at bedtime

Bubba: Is Satan everywhere?
Dad: No, he is not everywhere. Only God is everywhere.
Bubba: So where is he?
Dad: I don't know.
Bubba: I bet he's in up in Canada.
Dad: Laughter...

Homeschoolin'

Sissy and Bubba working hard.

You can tell how much he likes spelling...

Harvest Time at the Pumpkin Patch

Here are the kids getting ready for a horse ride.

What were you thinking here, Sissy? "I was thinking about drinking some of your coffee."

Bubba is up!

Sissy's first ever horse ride. She galloped. She cantered. She jumped hay bales!

Bubba, so proud of himself. You're a natural, Bubbs.

Zeke (a friend), Bubba, and Sissy. Can't believe I got a picture with all 3 kids looking!

You've grown so much, Bubba!

Here is a lovely photo that my son took of me. Loverly. Just loverly.

Sissy's Shenanigans

Here is Sissy with her newly painted dresser.  She's all dressed up with no where to go...and telling me all about it.

This is crazy behavior. She did not get this kind of crazy behavior from her mother. You might be asking yourself, "Why is she wearing a Christmas Party Dress to her brother's soccer game?" Good question. There are some battles I choose not to fight.

That's a compliment...I think.

Bubba and I were basking in the glow of a great math lesson.

Mom: Which is greater, 5 or 1?

Bubba: 5!

Mom: How many greater?

Bubba: 4!

Etc.

After a few more such examples, we were both laughing, mostly because I was making them really easy.

Mom: Which is cuter? Mom or a Baboon?

Bubba: I think you, Mom. (laughing, eyes sparkling)

Mom: How much cuter?

Bubba: I think...

Pause.

Bubba: 90%

Wow, thanks little man! Here's a picture exemplifying how this kid cracks me up all the time.

Overheard in the Kitchen

Bubba: Mom, how many molecules long is our house?

Pause.

Bubba: Over inthinity?

Overheard in the Parking Lot

After I had 'stolen' a piece of gum from 'her' pack of gum, just purchased.

Sissy: I am so MAD at you, MOM.

Pause.

Sissy: I mean, you ARE my favorite mommy, but I STILL did NOT want to share my gum with you!

Overheard in the Bedroom

Sissy comes in after a night's sleep.

Mama: Hey girl, did you sleep good?

Sissy: Uh hmm.

Mama: Did you have sweet dreams?

Sissy: NO.

Mama: No? How come?

Sissy: Because I used dem all up. I don't have any dweams weft.

Overheard in the Car

Mom: So remember, guys, tomorrow you get to go on your adventure to stay with Grandpa and Grandma one night and with the cousins one night.

Bubba: WHAT?! Tomorrow? I don't want you to leave on your trip tomorrow!!

Sissy: But Bubba, dey HAVE to weave tomorrow.

Bubba: But WHY?! (crying)

Pause.

Sissy: Because...I need a bwake fum dem!

Momma: You need a break from Dad and I?

Sissy, with serious look on her face, nods her head resolutely.

Overheard in the Living Room

Sissy: "Mom, I need a REAL magic wand where the sparkles come out ... and the sparkles stick on everything!"

At Breakfast

Sissy: I want to call our new baby "Princess Baby Nubbin!".

Overheard at Lunch

Mom: So Bubs, what are you excited to learn this year? To read? Math?

Bubba: Yeah! Math!

Sissy: MOM...maf is a BAD WORD.

Quote of the Day

In the kitchen:

"I'll pour the yogurt, Mom," she says, "cuz it's my sponsubiwity, okay?"

Overheard in the Car

Bubba: Mom, I want to sell Dad's car and get a bunch of money back and buy him a Corvette or Mustang.

Mom: I'm not sure you're going to get enough money to make THAT trade work out very well.

Bubba: But I really want Dad to have a faster car so that he won't be late for work all of the time and can come home sooner!

Mom: Even with a faster car, he's still going to have to drive the speed limit...

Pause.

Bubba: Dangit!

---I am such a killjoy!---

Overheard in the Family Room

Sissy to Bubba: Bubba, you a curmudgeon!!

Overheard in the Kitchen

Bubs: I want another hash brown!

Dad: Another one?!

Bubs: Yah, Dad. That's the kind of hungry, hungry, herbivore I am!

baby #3 heartbeat!

sounds like a little drummer to me

Bubba dances to video of baby cousin

Never. Gets. Old.

F.-Tiger, Bubba-Dalmation, N.-Dragon, and Sissy-Tiger

Had our friends over!

Overheard in the Car

Bubba: Can a nuclear bomb really blow up our whole city?

Mom: Yes, they are very powerful.

Bubba: Do they still make nuclear bombs?

Mom: I don't actually know.

Bubba: They could just start making them with just sand and water. They wouldn't be dangerous then.

Pause.

Bubba: Well, they would be a little bit dangerous...you could still get sand in your eyes.

Bubba creates his own Act.

This was partially inspired by a friend of the family and his juggling act. At least, that's where the apple comes in.

Bubba hones his Skillz.

What happens when...

What happens when your son is given a used digital camera?

Thanks, Suzanne!

Overheard in the Car

Anonymous child: Sometimes my boogers is crunchy!

Mom: Don't eat your boogers!

Anonymous child: But Mom, boogers is like gum...

Pause.

Anonymous child: Or like FOOD.

Helping Mom

Here I am 'helping' Mom! 

I decided to wash ALL the carrots. 

(It was my idea to dry them standing up in jars.) 

Then, I decided to scrub the sink. 

She liked that.

Recent Doings

 

Here I am taking my first spelling test. I am concentrating!

I got 100% on my 20 word test!

I'm trying to train the chickens to lay eggs without whites. 

The one on the left was their first attempt. 

It was an egg without a yolk. 

I think they got mixed up.

Bubba's Dance Moves

Special thanks to Lifehouse for the background music.

Happy Birthday, Dr. Seuss

Overheard in the Kitchen

Mom: Sissy, did you sneak a piece of gum out of my bag?

Sissy: Yes, but...

Pause.

Sissy: I was starving SO BIG!

Typical for Storytime

1. Sissy dressed in her 'Brudder's' hand-me-down jammies, with a conquistador helmet.
2. One very dazed and tired looking Mom, with staged smile.
3. Bubba breathing on the nebulizer, dancing.

Overheard in the Car

It's a Sunday night...

Dad: So bud, got any big plans for the coming week?

Bubba: Uhm...Just go to Chic-fil-A.

Dad: Oh yeah. What do you like to eat there?

Bubba: Fries and chicken nuggets

Pause.

Bubba: With honey on the chicken nuggets.

Overheard in the Bedroom

 

Sissy, praying: Dear Jesus, pwease wet me gwo up and have five babies.

Pause.

Sissy: So I can hold dem.

Pause.

Sissy: And not dwop dem.

Overheard in the Bathroom

Dad was getting the kids ready for bed, brushing teeth and such...

Bubba: Dad what happened to your hair? (pointing to the back/top of Dad's head)

Dad: Sigh... Well, every time one of my kids screams, whines or cries about something for no reason at least 10 hairs fall out.

Bubba: Oh.

Pause.

Bubba: Then what happened to G-Pa's hair?!

Dad: Well, that's another story...

Overheard in the Family Room & Bedroom

Context: Sissy has come out into the family room at least 4 times - avoiding bedtime.

Sissy, pointing: Mama, my ear hurts in dare.

Mama: Okay, let me take a look.

(Uses otoscope* to check Sissy's ear drum.)

Grandpa: Is she checking your little brains? Are they okay?

Mama: Well, it IS a little red. Let me give you some [herbal remedy for ear infection].

--- Later in bedroom. ---

Mama: Listen, Sissy. It's sleepy time. You need to stay in your bed. Do not call me again.

Pause.

Sissy, with hands open: But MOM, if I calls you, dat means my brains is hurtin'!

*–noun (Medical). an instrument with a light for examining the external canal and tympanic membrane of the ear.

Recent Art Project

Water painting, with some help from our friend, Masking Tape.

Overheard in the Family Room

Grandma to Sissy: YOUR mommy was MY little girl.

Pause.

Sissy to Grandma: MY daddy is MY little daddy.

Overheard at Dinner

Mom, in sing-song voice: Dinner's ready. Who wants drumsticks?

Kids: WE DO!

Mom: Sorry, you're too cute (points at Sissy) and you're too big (points at Bubba)!

Kids: MOM!

Dad: She's just kidding. You can have drumsticks.

---Later---

Bubba: Mom, why did you say that Sissy was too cute and I was too big to have drumsticks?

Mom: I thought it would be funny.

Pause.

Bubba: It WASN'T.

Bubba is FIVE!

I know everyone says this, but I can't believe Bubba is already FIVE! Here's a recap.

Bubba, One Day Old.

 

Bubba at One. (just before his first sugar coma)

 

Bubba at Two.

  

Bubba at Three. 

(blue icing was imperative, as well as pumpkin chocolate-chip muffins)

 

Bubba at Four.

(again with the pumpkin chocolate-chip muffins, this time green frosting was imperative)

Before ...

During...

He's officially FIVE!

Bubba wanted a Blue Angel Fighter Jet cake - which also, by the way, needed to be egg, dairy & gluten free. Turns out Bubba is allergic to pumpkin, too!

When I told him I was sorry it didn't look very Blue Angel Fighter Jet-like, he said, "Oh, don't worry, Mom.  I think it looks JUST FINE." (Hubby told me I should tell people it was supposed to look like it crash landed.)

You've turned out to be a mighty fine encourager, Little Buddy.

We're proud to have you in our family and watch you grow. Super Bubba! We love you.

Overheard in the Bedroom

Sissy received several pairs of jammies from a friend of mine. Her daughter had outgrown them.

[Sissy retelling the story while putting on jammies for her nap.]

Sissy: Dat gurl give her jammies to me?

Sissy: 'Cuz dat gurl is too big for her jammies?

Mama: Yes, that's right.

Sissy (with arms outstretched, jumping on bed): BUT DAT MAKES ME SO HAPPY!

Pause.

Sissy, with feeling: Dat is a gwate gurl.

Overheard in the Hallway

Bubba roaming around with a tape measure.

Talking to himself as he measures things.

Bubba: Uh hmmm. Sissy is about 200 megabytes long.

Overheard in the Bedroom

Bubba: What do you want for your birthday, Sissy?

Sissy: I want a pink rocketship!

Bubba: Do you want a LEGO Star Wars TIE fighter?

Sissy: YES!

Bubba:  Okay, what else do you want?

Pause.

Sissy: I want two BRAS!