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It is hot today…and you would think we would be used to it by now…do you believe me? 😉

Thankfully I have a steady supply of frozen strawberries and the kids are in a joking mood and aren’t whining…
I sought some cyber-relief by blog hopping, left to get some strawberries but got back to find this sign on the computer:
I gave my ds(11) The EYE and he hastily turned the sign around:

This morning my ds(8) was playing with out resident tiger (Mister Tiger) folkmanis puppet and our 2yo. You have to understand my 8yo son…he is VERY funny and has an incredible sense of timing…the way he delivers his lines and the timing of them is what makes them so funny.  I do not have the gift…I can even mess up a joke just thinking about it…
This is what I overheard between him and his eldest sister(13) who just happened to be in the room at the time:

8yods playing with Mister Tiger as  puppet using a Fozzy Bear type voice and starts using it to talk to 2yo:
"I am from Ireland."
13yo dd cuts in:
"You come from Asia!"
8yo continues without missing a beat :
"My uncle lives in Africa.  I currently live in South Jersey."
13yodd says:
If you are from South Jersey, how come you don’t have a South Jersey accent?
 8yods quips:
"I am lucky I have a drivers license."

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I have to remember that leaving my little eager beaver dd (7) in the care of an over active older boy while playing on some playground equipment is a bit of a dumb thing to do.   It was a beautiful warm spring day and I was overcome with the beauty of it and my common sense was not up to par, I must admit.

I was watching from anear but missed the whole thing.   She said that they were playing tricks down the high zig-zag slide by trying to slide down the outside.  So the slide zigged then zagged but she didn’t and she flew off onto the ground landing full force on her wrist.  Thanks be to God it was not broken. 

She is so full of life that she just wants to capture and emulate the full enthusiasm of everyone but fails to have that enthusiasm checked by the prudence processing center of her brain.   I pray for this child every day.  I am not looking forward to her older "teenage" years….gulp!

I did talk to her about playground safety and how she needs to act prudently so that she can
~avoid any more accidents to herself
~avoid being a bad example
~accidentally injuring another little one that may be playing around her…..

She thoughtfully mused about the wise words of motherly wisdom that I was using this object lesson to convey and her heartfelt response was…

"It is not fun when you get your wrist strangled (read strained) and I wouldn’t want to strangle anyone else while we are playing either! …We just can’t let strangling accidents happen, Mom!"

no, we mustn’t let that ever happen, dear! ;o)

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Dh loves to go late night shopping…no lines…no hassles…quick in and out!

I was making a list for him to take to the grocery store when dd#1(12) looks longingly at her Dad and says:
"Dad?  I know this is probably a lost cause, but can I go with you?"

While Dad is trying to figure out whether or not it would be too late to take her, dd(6yo) tapping the list with her finger chimes in:
"Dad?  Can I go with you for this lost cause?"

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DD#2(12) is mixing pumpkin bread.
Sunshine Boy(3), all smiles,  climbs up on 2 grain buckets and happily observes her every move.

Sunshine Boy…can I ask a question?
Dd#2 …Sure!  What do you want to know?
Sunshine Boy…can I spit in the bowl?
Dd#2  Umm…eew?  Why would you want to do that?
Look at it this way,  Spit is special and it doesn’t go in our food, or on people or in the house.
Sunshine boy….Spit isn’t special.  It’s just spit!

Child’s Prayer
Danny Hahlbohm

I find boys to be very interesting creatures.  I never know what to expect!

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One pudgy toddler finger in my cheek and in the twinkling of her little eyes my dd pronounced the name "Mop"
The other pudgy toddler finger in her cheek and in the twinkling of her little eyes my dd pronounced the name "Me"
With one set of toddler arms wrapped around my neck, she pronounced "Ah luf u Mop!", and my heart grew.
So I am a Mop?!  I always likened myself to Our Lady’s Broom as St. Bernadette once called herself.

"a broom which Our Lady used, but now I have been put back in my corner."

Our Lady’s Mop perhaps?  hmmmm… well…that sure would explain a lot! Life is a bit messy…isn’t it? 

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My little sweetie is now 19months old and she loves naming body parts .  She always wants my full undivided attention.  We play this name game at least 10 times a day:
Mothers_joy_sandra_kuck"Ma!  Mamma!"
Yes, that is an eye…
"Ma! Mamma! Ma!"
Yes, that is a cheek…
taking a pudgy finger and pointing over her shoulder
"put it back?"

uum..yes, that is your put-it-back…at least someone is listening!!  LOL

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I have been waaay busy lately and I have been thinking of everything I wanted to post as I go along in my day, but so much is happening these days that I forget it very quickly… there is so much activity that I couldn’t possibly write it all down.  It boggles the mind!  I live amidst a 7 ring circus!! …hmm or is that a 9 ring circus….well, anyway…

I finally realized that I can make a "plan" for "school" but the best service I could render myself was to write down what we accomplished rather than what I wanted to accomplish in my plan book.  My plan book is much neater and it looks like we are making steady progress.   I use post-its for "suggestions" for the next day, including any printouts I want made in the glorious quiet time after they go to bed.  Writing it down relieves my heavy brain and helps me hold everything together and keeps the kids on task (especially the Houdini kids ;o)  ~Not to mention less interruptions and better follow-through on my part.  I use a spiral bound notebook for larger random scribbling when inspiration hits.  The only problem is, I have 4 or 5 of these in every corner of the house…

We are easing into our new schedule and I was as pleased as punch yesterday when we finally had a stellar day of school.  I would love more days like those!  We really have to fight for every good moment.  It is hard enough getting the kids into a new schedule and keeping spirits up.  They want to be barefoot and free in the sun!  They love learning for the most part, but it is so hard to compete with the memories of long free summer days.  My Chamomile tea supply is a bit low lately, however…;o)

Part of today I used for me to recoup my thoughts a bit.  I found myself outside scraping paint off of the front stairs and the area around the front door…I am using this non-toxic paint take-it-off-er from Home Depot.  I love this…slop it on, cover it with special paper and scrape it off in a few days.  Today was that scrape it off  day and I had about an hour and a half before it rained and I had an expert helper backing me up.  It was so nice to be able to be quiet and think my own thoughts.  I couldn’t pass up the offer to have this sweet mini version of me working by my side.  She loves to accomplish things.  I am in awe of her stamina.  I NEED more like her!  Covered in muck and overheated I was delighted to hear this:

~"Mommy, I am so glad I am not watching a movie right now.  I mean you can relax and all when it is on, but this is better!"
~Really?  How so?
When you work with your Mom it gives you such a good feeling.  Much better than a movie can.  Besides that it makes God happy. Do you remember the Commandments He made?   I love God more than anyone.  He is the only strong one in the whole world!  And the Blessed Mother,  She is the bestest Mother there is!  Don’t you think so, Mom?"
~stretching backward to relieve the pressure on my back…."yes honey, I really think that too…"
"I love you Mom.  Someday when we both have our children I will come over and help you paint again."

*sniff…does she HAVE-TA grow up?!  Aaah…the way children in love with God can warm the heart and make life seem so much lighter…I feel like I can take on the world!

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Wiseandfoolishman1_1My sil was at the beach and overheard this conversation:

Father attempting to put Sunscreen on a 5yo wiggly boy….
Son, Hold still!

Father getting even more frustrated…
Oh Son!  WHY can’t  you hold still??!

Son…wiggling with exasperation
I don’t know!! … I JUST don’t know HOW to listen!!!

Photo: The Wise and Foolish Builder ~Danny Hahlbohm

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Favoritethings5yodd :  Daddy?  What kind of meat is this?
Daddy :   Medium rare…
5yodd :   Well?… then…can my piece be High rare?

Image:   My Favorite Things   ~Morgan Weistling

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We are living in different times than when I was young, aren’t we?

Overheard from the front seat of the car:

"Dad?  Could you scroll down the window?"

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