Since Halloween, my kids have been dying to trade their loot with the neighbors. It finally happened tonight, in a huge ball of chaos. When I picked my kids up, I was totally bummed to see that my kids had traded every piece of chocolate they had.
Who the heck wants gummy ANYTHING!
When I got out of a looonnngg day, of three back-to-back teacher’s conferences, I was pretty bummed when my car wouldn’t start. One of the above weasels had left a light on. But the silver lining — after they all whined about being starving — was that they were all capable of walking to Jamba Juice, while I waited for Triple A.
And the one who wasn’t able to walk, just hung out with her mom, until she received her own Jamba Juice delivery.
Scout’s teacher wanted me to clarify “dabbing” to her.
I was confused until I read Scout’s essay that opened with, “On a sunny afternoon 9 years ago I was born dabbing on April 30, 2007 at Mission Hospital.”
I actually showed her the action of dabbing, and she said, “Oh, is that what I see him walk around and do all day!”
According to Navy, “Scout is the Bergeson tether-ball champion”.
I was amazed by two things –
First, that Scout is that good at tether ball. I had no idea.
Second, that it was Navy who told me, and not Scout.
When we are at the mall, Pippi thinks it is time to play hide and seek. Or more like — Pippi hides while I seek. This afternoon, I was looking for her everywhere. I called her name over and over. But when I finally said, “Say your name if you are Pippi”, I heard a faint….”Pippi”!
My little T-K boy loves to show off his work. He makes me go and look at his class bulletin boards to see his work. And I’ll admit that he does really nice work. When I was looking at this one, he said, “Mom…see that pumpkin…it’s mine. You can tell because D-A-S-H.” And just to think that I almost foolishly named him Fisher. I would have been so off!
Scout has been paid off for stopping bad habits many times in his life. One such habit is his nail-biting habit. Evidently, I (the payer) have been scammed.
An hour after I put Scout to bed tonight, I heard his breathy singing voice belting out Iz’s “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”. I first grabbed my video camera, and caught a little bit of it. Then I told him that “Somewhere Over The Rainbow” in its original form was my song when I was little. (I didn’t tell him about the part where I had to scream out at the end to make the sensitive song a little less feel good.)
That being said, I invited him out of his bed for a Jam session.
He was hesitant, but stoked to get out of bed at 10:30pm.
So for the next hour or so, we just sang the first part of our song over and over. I tried harmonizing. He tried harmonizing. I tried to match his breathiness. He laughed. But in the end, I think we both nailed it. And we are pretty sure it’s already up on ITunes…and just might go platinum!
Boo Yeah!
After Dash’s annual check up, he got to the car a bit before me. When I got there, he was double fisting Snicker Bars. Right as I was going to talk to him about too much candy, and mommy’s limits, he said, “Mom! I just can’t stop eating my candy…it’s my life!”
Interesting.
These kids finally had their annual check ups.
Vision — check for both.
Measurements — 41 lbs. for Dash, 70 for Scout.
Both above average on height, and a little above average for weight.
Stats - check for both.
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Best doctor on earth — check for Carruthy!
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