Knock, knock

This weekend our family drove down to San Antonio to spend a couple of days hanging out before heading up to College Station to watch Travis play in the Firefighter Olympics. The Riverwalk was a huge hit with Little Man, especially since we ended with dinner at the Rainforest Café. We ended dinner by ordering a “Volcano” which is really just a huge pile of cake and ice cream with a fake sparkler coming out the top but it is a big hit because all of the wait staff bring it out yelling “Watch out! Volcano!!!!” Look at that sweet face!

The next morning we headed out to Sea World to brave the heat and catch 2 shows (20 minutes each) and 1 exhibit in 4 ½ hours. It was very hot and very crowded. I’ve received some concerned and downright strange looks from people when we have told them that we were bringing June Bug with us to Sea World in the dead of Summer but we were well prepared. We closed up the top of her car seat and the top of the stroller and attached fans at the openings thinking it would just keep her cool enough not to be miserable but there were actually several times when we had to turn off the fans because she was crying from being too cold. One lady at the Sea Lion show had a few choice words to say to me about bringing my infant out in the heat so I had her feel June Bug’s ice cold foot. She left me alone after that.

On the way from San Antonio to College Station, Travis and I were desperate to entertain Little Man because his “game” of choice was to make that obnoxious sound from Dumb and Dumber, you know the one, over and over again. We tried to teach him how to tell knock knock jokes and after 15-20 minutes we gave up; he is just too literal. We would tell this joke….

Knock, knock
Who’s there?
Orange
Orange who?
Orange you glad I didn’t say banana?
And he would say, “No mommy, a banana is yellow!”

A little while later we were riding in silence when Little Man told the following joke:

LM: Knock, knock
Us: Who’s there?
LM: Little Man
Us: Little Man who?
LM: No! I’m not an orange banana!

Yep, not quite there yet. More vacation installments coming....

Conversations heard in my household 100+ times per day

Conversation#1:
LM: Why mommy?
Me: (giving some long drawn out, thoughtful explanation of why)
LM: But why?
Me: Ummm because God made it that way
LM: But why?

Conversation#2
LM: Whacha doing mommy?
Me: Working
LM: What's daddy doing?
Me: Working
LM: What's Nana doing?
Me: Hmmm, I don't know buddy
LM: What's Pop doing?
Me: (sigh) Ummm I don't know, probably working
LM: What's Ashlie doing?
LM:What's Jordan doing?
LM:What's Meme doing?
LM:What's Papa doing?
(you are laughing but he will keep asking until he has covered everyone he knows and has ever met)

Conversation #3
LM: What's dat sound?
Me: (listening to the silence) What sound?
LM: Dat one
Me: (still hearing nothing but silence) I don't hear anything buddy
LM: M-O-M-M-Y dat sound
Me: I don't hear anything buddy
LM: Oh, its me, "Little Man"

Conversation #4
LM: What happened?
Me: What happened? What do you mean?
LM: M-O-M-M-Y, what happened?
Me: What do you mean buddy? What happened to what?
LM: (walks away)


Also heard a couple of hundred times a day, in his truly southern drawl:
Dis not wurking
what's dat?
I don't lyyyyke dis
It too lowd
Dis is not funny
Wook at me, mommy, wook at me, I cute!
dis stuck, fix it
i need help
hi mommy, its me, Little Man (why he introduces himself to me 100 times a day is beyond me)

Finally, my favorite thing he has said in a long time happened while we were standing in line at church to buy donuts for breakfast and he is holding a dollar bill...

LM: hey mommy! who dis guy on my money?
Me: That is president washington
LM: I don't lyyyyke him, take him off, dis MY money

She's A Chip....

Momma...

Daughter...

Real Randumb

I just have to point you guys to my brother-in-law's new blog...RealRandumb. He is an immensely talented artist, and we've been enjoying his creations for years. He has a really different way of looking at the world, as evidenced in this blog, so be prepared to laugh, cry and scratch your head. Love you Jordan! :) I'm really hoping he will post a link to some of his original videos - they are awesome. Don't forget to leave comments!!!

Full

My little man has been sick the past few days with a cough, fever and upset stomach. Trav and I have been laughing at how "popular" I've been all weekend and how efficiently all my kids (including Daisy) share my lap. I really am underneath it all and the bowl was just in case LM lost his lunch as there is no jumping up with an infant in your lap!

Tender Heart

Have I mentioned how awesome my parents are? We are so lucky to live SUPER close to my family, so close that my parents can relieve us of one or both of the kiddos any time and close enough that they play a major role in help me manage the kiddos every single morning (evenings too).

Little Man and Pop have this morning ritual of snuggling in Pop's big easy chair, drinking "co-co" milk and watching Johnny and the Sprites. Pop told me that the other morning he and Little Man were watching an episode about how worms were eating Johnny's garden and Johnny and the Sprites had to gather up the worms into jars and get rid of them. Pop looked over at Little Man and he was wiping his eyes with his "Lovey". Pop asked him what was wrong and Little Man said, "This show is making my eyes cry." Ha.

I love his sweet little tender heart.

Oddly enough, worms in a jar make him cry but we watch BAMBI and NADA. What's up with that?

The Look

The past week has been R-O-U-G-H for this mommy. I've been running on anywhere from 1-3 hours of sleep a night thanks to a very fussy night time baby.

Two nights ago when I was several hours past exhaustion, Trav was at the fire station, Little Man was crying in his room for me to come get him and June Bug was inconsolable I thought I was going to lose my mind. I got my act together, put Little Man back in bed, snuggled up June Bug and just as I was about to let the tears flow, I looked down at the baby lying on my chest and saw this look.

It is amazing what a little eye contact can do to soothe a tired momma.