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WHA???
10 years ago
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
Yea, they say these sorts of things...
At the dinner table:
Daddy made chicken-fried-deer...As the 5 of us are are finished eating our entire plate-full and are now clearing our plates to the sink. G comments as he pulls a hunk of chewed meat out of his mouth, "Daddy, I have been eating this meat the entire time, and it still will not chew up! What should I do?"
In the car on the way home from the grocery store:
We are listening to a CD of music given to me by Ballerina's church choir teacher. A song called "The Thank You Meal" is playing. It is sung by what has to be two or more of the highest pitched girls in the entire world. Ballerina is following along with the CD, and her pitch is not much better. G listens puts up with the song for a while but was clearly at a breaking point when he screamed, "Can somebody...anybody... please turn these most annoying girls in the entire world off? I can't handle it!" 4 of us were in agreement with G. Ballerina was preturbed. She thought the music was beautiful.
The three youngest watching television in Mommy and Daddy's bedroom:
G and Gunnar are on the floor. Ballerina is watching in our bed. When asked for a snack by the boys Daddy says, "No way. Not in here! You all will make crumbs all over the place!" Ballerina questions, "What are crumbs?" Daddy responds, "Well, they are little bits of food that fall down when you eat. They make a big mess." Ballerina (as she pulls back the blanket on our bed to reveal at lead 1/2 a box of Ritz crackers that had been squished on the bed): "Oh, do they look like this?" Someone had eaten cheese crackers in our bed without asking!
Getting ready for church:
We are getting ready for church, and G decides that he would rather not go. He comments: "It is ucky and raining outside...We should not really travel in our car with this kind of weather." Me: "Good try G, but we are going to church. You like church...You just do not like what you wear to church!" G: "Yea...but..." and then thinking of a comeback..."But if God is everywhere why to we have to go there all of the time? I talk to Him better at home anyway because there are less people here that annoy me."
In the car on our way home from school:
Ballerina: "Guess what, Mommy, I talk to God all of the time. Did you know that?" Me: "That is wonderful Ballerina. I think it is special that you can talk to God. Isn't that special?" Ballerina: "Yea." (Somewhat disturbed and not real sure she agrees.) Me: "What kids of things to you talk to God about?" Ballerina: "Why brothers are stupid..." Me (somewhat taken back): "Oh, I am sure He listens to you and helps you know that your brothers love you and that you love your brothers." Ballerina: "That is not the kind of thing I talk to him about my brothers...no, I do not talk to him about loving them!" And...I did not know what to say after that!
After the party at the friend's house:
Me: "G, if you act like this after you spend the night at a friend's house, I do not know that I will continue to think that it is a good thing to spend the night out." G: "But...but..but...I haven't done anything but just get on your nerves!" Me: "That is the point. You are getting on my nerves because you have not followed instructions once today!" G: "Then if I am getting on your nerves so much, maybe you should spend the night out!" Yep. Maybe I should! Maybe I should spend a week out!
At bedtime in Ballerina's room:
Ballerina: "Mommy, you forgot to help me pick out my clothes for tomorrow...What are we doing tomorrow?" Me: "Going to school and then to choir....I will help you." Ballerina: "I want to wear a big dress with my light-up shoes and a pretty...2 pretties...the yellow ones." Me: "Ballerina, I do not know that that will all work for school tomorrow. Remember, we want the things we wear to match so that it looks cute...right?" Ballerina (looking at me as if I am the world's biggest fashion idiot): "Oh my gosh, Mommy, you do not know what is cute! You are never cute like me...You can just go to bed now, and I will have to do it..." Done my little 3-year-old! And know that I will be laughing tomorrow when you put on that outfit you picked out that looks as if someone vomited Skittles!
Daddy made chicken-fried-deer...As the 5 of us are are finished eating our entire plate-full and are now clearing our plates to the sink. G comments as he pulls a hunk of chewed meat out of his mouth, "Daddy, I have been eating this meat the entire time, and it still will not chew up! What should I do?"
In the car on the way home from the grocery store:
We are listening to a CD of music given to me by Ballerina's church choir teacher. A song called "The Thank You Meal" is playing. It is sung by what has to be two or more of the highest pitched girls in the entire world. Ballerina is following along with the CD, and her pitch is not much better. G listens puts up with the song for a while but was clearly at a breaking point when he screamed, "Can somebody...anybody... please turn these most annoying girls in the entire world off? I can't handle it!" 4 of us were in agreement with G. Ballerina was preturbed. She thought the music was beautiful.
The three youngest watching television in Mommy and Daddy's bedroom:
G and Gunnar are on the floor. Ballerina is watching in our bed. When asked for a snack by the boys Daddy says, "No way. Not in here! You all will make crumbs all over the place!" Ballerina questions, "What are crumbs?" Daddy responds, "Well, they are little bits of food that fall down when you eat. They make a big mess." Ballerina (as she pulls back the blanket on our bed to reveal at lead 1/2 a box of Ritz crackers that had been squished on the bed): "Oh, do they look like this?" Someone had eaten cheese crackers in our bed without asking!
Getting ready for church:
We are getting ready for church, and G decides that he would rather not go. He comments: "It is ucky and raining outside...We should not really travel in our car with this kind of weather." Me: "Good try G, but we are going to church. You like church...You just do not like what you wear to church!" G: "Yea...but..." and then thinking of a comeback..."But if God is everywhere why to we have to go there all of the time? I talk to Him better at home anyway because there are less people here that annoy me."
In the car on our way home from school:
Ballerina: "Guess what, Mommy, I talk to God all of the time. Did you know that?" Me: "That is wonderful Ballerina. I think it is special that you can talk to God. Isn't that special?" Ballerina: "Yea." (Somewhat disturbed and not real sure she agrees.) Me: "What kids of things to you talk to God about?" Ballerina: "Why brothers are stupid..." Me (somewhat taken back): "Oh, I am sure He listens to you and helps you know that your brothers love you and that you love your brothers." Ballerina: "That is not the kind of thing I talk to him about my brothers...no, I do not talk to him about loving them!" And...I did not know what to say after that!
After the party at the friend's house:
Me: "G, if you act like this after you spend the night at a friend's house, I do not know that I will continue to think that it is a good thing to spend the night out." G: "But...but..but...I haven't done anything but just get on your nerves!" Me: "That is the point. You are getting on my nerves because you have not followed instructions once today!" G: "Then if I am getting on your nerves so much, maybe you should spend the night out!" Yep. Maybe I should! Maybe I should spend a week out!
At bedtime in Ballerina's room:
Ballerina: "Mommy, you forgot to help me pick out my clothes for tomorrow...What are we doing tomorrow?" Me: "Going to school and then to choir....I will help you." Ballerina: "I want to wear a big dress with my light-up shoes and a pretty...2 pretties...the yellow ones." Me: "Ballerina, I do not know that that will all work for school tomorrow. Remember, we want the things we wear to match so that it looks cute...right?" Ballerina (looking at me as if I am the world's biggest fashion idiot): "Oh my gosh, Mommy, you do not know what is cute! You are never cute like me...You can just go to bed now, and I will have to do it..." Done my little 3-year-old! And know that I will be laughing tomorrow when you put on that outfit you picked out that looks as if someone vomited Skittles!
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Winner Ties
Don't judge me, but I am the kind of mother that places bets with her children with the hope that I lose the bet. I am also the kid of mother that does not let her children win...I want to teach them that I am a winner, and they need to be graceful losers! Ha!
For example, I recently made a wager with my kindergartner who was trying to bargain with me to buy him some MORE shoes for basketball..."I bet there is no way that you can learn to tie your shoes in less than 5 minutes...and if you do, I promise that I will take you to the store this weekend to buy some new tie shoes!"
I figured there was no way. I was totally going to win this bet...ha! Loser!
So, I set the timer, grabbed my camera, and threw him a shoe. I wanted to be sure that I documented my winning the bet and his sad face when he did not!)
(Oh, and let it be known that I refused to provide him any instruction. I also stipulated this in the rules that I made up pertaining to the wager at hand.)
So he began...Nothing spectacular. I mean, any kid would know to begin here.
He then figured that he needed to make a loop of some sort...
That proved to be a little complicated.
But, darn, if that boy did not figure it out in no time!
And, in LESS than the 5 minutes I had allowed he tied his shoe!
And when I untied it (I wanted to be sure it wasn't a fluke before I relented him the winner!)...He tied it again!
Dang it! He WON! He learned to tie his shoe in less than 5 minutes! I had to admit defeat.
The winner here tied!
For example, I recently made a wager with my kindergartner who was trying to bargain with me to buy him some MORE shoes for basketball..."I bet there is no way that you can learn to tie your shoes in less than 5 minutes...and if you do, I promise that I will take you to the store this weekend to buy some new tie shoes!"
I figured there was no way. I was totally going to win this bet...ha! Loser!
So, I set the timer, grabbed my camera, and threw him a shoe. I wanted to be sure that I documented my winning the bet and his sad face when he did not!)
(Oh, and let it be known that I refused to provide him any instruction. I also stipulated this in the rules that I made up pertaining to the wager at hand.)
So he began...Nothing spectacular. I mean, any kid would know to begin here. 
He then figured that he needed to make a loop of some sort...
That proved to be a little complicated.
But, darn, if that boy did not figure it out in no time!
And, in LESS than the 5 minutes I had allowed he tied his shoe!
And when I untied it (I wanted to be sure it wasn't a fluke before I relented him the winner!)...He tied it again!
Dang it! He WON! He learned to tie his shoe in less than 5 minutes! I had to admit defeat. The winner here tied!
Friday, January 07, 2011
We Love
We really love it
when an awesome friend
decides
to let this family
use her Aggie basketball
when an awesome friend
decides
to let this family
use her Aggie basketball
tickets!
This makes three times since the season has started, and she said that she knows of several more...While we would love her no matter what, the fact that she is the queen of all things Aggie athletics doesn't hurt things! :)And may Big 12 play begin...
Wednesday, January 05, 2011
2011 Has Started
2011 has started, and if my New Year's resolution was to finish the blog posts I start, I would have already crashed and burned! Afterall, I began this post on the 1st, and today is the 5th! Awesome!
So, you will be blessed in this new year not to have to put up with my cruddy commentary. Truthfully, I had planned on whipping out some real inspiring, witty, touching, thought-provoking prose to publish with this post, but I will spare you. Ha!
Instead, you will just have pictures.
No captions.
You will just have to imagine what in the world we were up to and try to decide why I thought the picture was worthy of making this post. (There ARE reasons/story for each of them!)
Oh, they are all from New Year's Eve/Day. (Where we had a GREAT time!)
Yes, your imagination will be appreciated as you view the photos... :)
I hope your stories for the pictures of how we rang in the new year in the Coker house are as rich as the real story...Blessings for the new year!
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