Kids Say...

JT built a time machine this afternoon and is currently accepting passengers.  He came to me, happy as a clam, after he put it together to ask me what "that thing" is called.  He gave me a description that went something like, "that thing that takes you to different worlds."  I'm sure I gave him a strange look.  But, after falling short with vortex and space ship I was able to think of time machine!  The time machine was made from the pieces of a happy meal toy he got from the treasure box at therapy last week and might have measured a whopping four inches by four inches.  Not sure who he thought he could fit in there, but he and Patty had a blast running away from the dinosaurs while they were in dinosaur world!

School's Out for Summer!

Hooray!  We have survived another school year without catching head lice!  I know that's a sad reason to be happy on the first day of summer vacation, but hey, we all need to find our own little slice of happiness, right?

I was so proud to sit in the audience and watch Patty and her Kindergarten classmates at their graduation ceremony Monday.  On the way to school she asked if I would be there to watch her not sing.  And not sing is exactly what she did.  But, she stood there with a happy expression during both songs and that made me so happy and proud!  I just can barely believe she's going to be a first grader soon!

Want to hear something funny? Patty woke me up around 6:15 this morning. On a typical school day I would have to practically drag her out of bed at 6:45! I certainly would like to sleep in during summer break, but if she gets up early all summer it'll just be easier when school resumes in the fall, I guess.

I think Phineas and Ferb get 104 days of summer vacation, and we only have 78 so we must make the best of each and every one of them.  How we are going to do this?  I have no idea.  But, JT told me Monday, "I'm so boring."  That's what he says instead of "I'm bored".  I know I should correct him, but it's just so funny I can't bring myself to make him change it!  Since he's a boy, and boys like all things messy, I think I'll be scouring Pinterest to find something messy to keep us entertained each day.  Bonus if I can make it a learning experience, too.  Did I tell you JT finally learned to recite his ABCs?  So relieved!

Oh, and we have the Summer Bridge books that I purchased a while ago.  I'm trying to decide if we should dive into those today, or wait until Monday.  I also purchased another K to 1st summer activity from The Moffatt Girls, along with their Journal Prompts packet.  Patty needs a lot of writing practice so I hope the ready to go prompts will work for us.  And there are always sight words to be practiced.  I don't want to over do it, but I don't want to under do it.  First grade is going to be tough.

One thing I must accomplish this summer is the dreaded yard sale.  We are just over flowing with stuff and it's time to thin out the mess.  But oh how I loathe getting a yard sale together!  But, it must be done.  We'd be in serious trouble if we ever had to move into an apartment or smaller house.  I have an entire room full of just extra stuff.  It's like the room Monica had, where she hid all of the mess.  Sadly, my mess can not be contained in one room!  My mess creeps across the entire house!  More on that later.

Here's to a happy summer!

Kids Say...

Patty loves chocolate cake.  Or, rather, Patty loves brownies and calls them chocolate cake!  My mom made a pan and brought it over for dessert last Sunday.  Patty had had a slight case of the stomach bug on Saturday and wasn't really bounced back from it when the brownies arrived.

Fast forward to Monday night.  JT and I dug out the old ABC flash cards I had made for Patty years ago.  Trying to encourage JT to get familiar with them, I told him to show them to dad after we'd finished dinner.  When we came across C is for ice cream, Patty remembered she had a pan of brownies waiting for her in the kitchen.  Casey got her a slice and we settled in to watch a little tv.

A few minutes later we could hear the tin foil (do you say aluminum foil?) crinkling as she helped herself to another slice of brownie.  Then, barely audible, we heard her say, "C is for cake." 

Casey and I really got tickled by that. 

Kids Say...

JT and I were sitting on the couch and the conversation went something like this...

"Mom, are you gonna sleep in my bed tonight?" he asked in that all too sweet voice of his.

"I slept in your bed last night," I replied.  And I slept for all of three minutes the whole night, I thought.

"But, I can't sleep in my bed all by myself!"

Seriously, why didn't we just buy a stinking king size bed?  If you've never tired to sleep on a twin sized bed with a five year old, let me just tell you, it is not comfortable.  I feel like I'm an inch away from falling off the edge all night long.  Definitely considering pushing their twin beds together just so I can sleep in the middle!  And don't you know how much I hate to sleep in the middle?

Kids Say...

One day last week after doing her homework, I said, "Thank you for doing your homework."

 

Without missing a beat, Patty replied, "And thank you for helping me."

 

Then, yesterday at speech therapy, Ms. Melanie asked Patty what she did at school.

 

Patty said, "We used the speaking stone."

 

"What do you do with the speaking stone?" asked Ms. Melanie.

 

"We pass out," Patty informed her.

 

Totally funny!

Kids Say...

I try not to say "Santa's watching you" in order to get the kids to behave.  It just sounds creepy, you know?  But, something along those lines that has proven to be a very effective behavior tool is the threat to call Santa on the phone and give him a naughty report.

So, imagine my surprise when Patty actually tried to call Santa to tell him that JT had made a watery mess on the bathroom floor!  Casey told her Santa's number was 1234567 and she promptly grabbed my phone and dialed it!  Thankfully, it just gave her the "call can not be completed" message.  But, it sure did make me giggle!

Kids Say...

The other day JT and I had a conversation about his marbles.  It went a little something like this.

"Why don't you just pick up your marbles?" mom asked.

After a deep breath and dramatic pause, JT replied, "Well, it's hard work.  It makes my hands tired."

Here's a picture of the remaining marbles in our house.  We've bought bag after bag.  I have no clue where all the other marbles are hiding.  I'm sure they'll turn up in some really strange location some day!

Happy Halloween & Kids say...

Happy Halloween!  Ta-da!  This is the 100th post on this little ol' blog.  100 posts of craziness, right?  Ha ha.