Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Say What?

Learning the English language is difficult.  I know this because I have kids who sometimes dangle, twist, and confuse words.  Two examples:

Pierce: Mom! There's a peasant in our yard!

Peasant? Did your mind immediately shoot back to the Middle Ages? He meant pheasant.

Pierce (while making sugar cookies with sprinkles): I'm going to shake this to get the sprinklers out.

Even after that correction, he still insists on calling "sprinkles" "sprinklers." Sigh. In the meantime, I hear "sing" for "thing," but "something" is "something," so I know he's getting there.  And of course, Caroline still wants to "open it door," but Charlotte can clearly say, "oh-oh" and "mama." I hear "oh-oh" a lot more than "mama."

Looks like a little patients patience is in order while they get this language sing figured out.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Book Recommendation

I have been introduced to Skippyjon Jones and LOVE him, so I am passing it on to you (although I suspect I am WAAAAAAY behind on this one so you may already know about this great-o book). My keeds love theese book, and eet's fun speeking in a Mexican accent. And it's fun to say "Skippyjon Jones." So if you are in need of a fun story, you got one (I feel like I need to end my endorsement with something like, "Head over to your local library or bookstore to find this great book; you won't regret it," but I won't.). Enjoy-o your new book-o.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Forced Teething

If the teething process for your baby is taking too darn long, here is an idea that willl speed up the process (a process that has been tried, tested, and proven through an extensive clinical trial). Have your child stand on a step made entirely of tile, have her (or him) fall and hit gums-first on the tile floor. There might be a little (ok, a lot) of blood, but that stubborn tooth that's been hovering underneath the surface will be forced to show itself.

Too violent for you? I guess you'll have to do it the old fashioned way and just wait.


Saturday, October 10, 2009

Pet Sister

A little background for this post. Caroline adds "it" in front of nouns, like "Open it, door," or "I don't want it, plate." Yesterday, we were getting out of the van when she walked over to where Charlotte was sleeping in her seat and started rubbing Charlee's head. I turned around in my seat to tell her to be gentle when I noticed that she was being gentle. Then she said:

"Pet it, sister."

Cue barking or meowing, please.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009


We are moving next week (just up the street- but IT'S STILL MOVING!), so my posts may become more irregular.  Not in content, mind you, just frequency. So forgive me if my voice is absent for a little bit.  Thank you.

Friday, October 2, 2009

Oh, Shoot! Where's the Chute?

As I was lugging my laundry down the stairs to the laundry room, I thought, "whatever happened to laundry chutes?".  Really? The installation of laundry chutes is a dying art.  Or maybe dead already. I was going to launch a "Save the Laundry Chute" campaign, but I fear I'm too late.  So I'll hold a funeral instead.  Which is ok with me because the more I think about it, the more I can envision my children throwing toys, snack, and each other down the chute. Not to mention the yelling games from floor to floor. Yes, laundry chute, there is reason behind your disappearance: safety and sanity.  Humph. Well, I guess I will just have to keep hauling my laundry baskets up and down the stairs. And mourn for the loss that will never be. Sniff, sniff.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Where, Oh Where Has Our Little 'Mote Gone?

Our remote went missing yesterday. I sent Pierce on a hunt, but that turned up nothing but whine. We gave up, knowing that I would find it in some random place like in a heating duct or in the tupperware drawer. I was wrong. So wrong.

Later that night, as I was cleaning the kitchen, I opened the dishwasher to unload the dishes. Do you know what happens to a remote when it goes through a cycle in the dishwasher? I do.

The batteries revolt. They make you think they are working, giving you a false sense of relief that you don't have to replace the universal remote, only to discover that the buttons on the remote are slowly losing their function. Like the "channel up" button not working. Then it was the "volume" button. Next came the "power" button. I held my breath as I replaced the batteries, hoping they were the culprits and not the water damage in the remote. And? It worked. The remote is back to 100% functionality, and as an added bonus, is very clean. Cascade clean.

Moral of the story? Keep the remote up high. Very, very high. Unless your remote is dirty and you have extra batteries on hand. Oh, and don't leave the dishwasher open.