Saturday, June 23, 2012

Smart Fishes

Whenever someone I just met hears I have two little boys, they always say something like, "Wow, that's got to keep you busy."  And it does, but I feel like they are imagining little daredevils swinging from the chandeliers.  My boys are not like that.  They are careful.  They don't take risks.  They don't like roller coasters.  They do not swing from the monkey bars.

So, I'm pretty sure that my three year old, Lev sees the pool as a shark infested death trap.  I couldn't even get him to come off the steps if I held him in my arms.  We needed professional help, so I have enrolled them in swimming lessons. 

The swim teacher, tapping into those young imaginations, told Lev that he needed to "talk to the fishes" by blowing bubbles into the water.  Then she told him he needed to "listen to the fishes" by putting his ear in the water.  Lev obeyed.  When the teacher asked him what the fishes said to him - he saw an opportunity.  He said, "The fishes say Lev stays on the top step."  Apparently the fishes in that pool at least, saw the world Lev's way.   

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Darth Vader Kitties

Today Ace, Lev and one of Ace's buddies are playing... and I quote "Hot lava, Darth Vader Kitties."  I find this especially surprising as they have seen neither hot lava or Star Wars in their short lives.  I think it basically means you are a cat with a light saber that cannot touch the floor.  Where do they come up with this stuff?

Friday, January 20, 2012

The Christmas Joker

For Ace's 5th birthday party this last October we had a Batman party.  I have to admit I kind of went overboard with the plans and at the end of the activities I convinced my mom to dress up like the Joker and come to trap the kids in the "bat cave."  Lev, my little guy, was seriously scared of her, and he even knew who she was.  He has talked frequently about "the green Joker" ever since.  I think I seriously traumatized some kids - especially Lev.  My mom is quite the actress.

In December, for the Branch Christmas party, my mom told the story of How the Grinch Stole Christmas as part of the program.  We had friends dress up and act out the story.  Again, a green villain was made real for Lev.  The association with Grandma was just too much for him and The Joker and The Grinch became one.

So one of my favorite Christmas memories from the last few months is Lev telling me how "The Joker" was going to come down our chimney and steal all our Christmas presents.  He was pretty scared.  I tried to suppress a giggle and sympathize.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Got Me

Today I panicked.  I had just finished buckling Lev in his car seat and slammed the door shut before getting ready to hop in the driver seat.  Immediately I hear my just turned three year old start wailing in agony.  I was sure I had crushed his fingers in the car door.  I flew at the door trying to yank it open as quickly as possible to see what damage I had done to my poor baby.  As soon as the door is open, the crying stops.  I ask quickly, "Are you OK?  Are you hurt?"

He looks at me and answers with a big grin on his face, "Just kidding!"

You got me good, kid.

Friday, January 13, 2012


At his school Ace has been learning about Martin Luther King Jr. in preparation for MLK day next week.  He was telling me that Martin Luther King wanted freedom and how he was the President.

I corrected him, "No, he was an important leader, but he was never the President."

Ace, with a puzzled look on his face, answered, "Oh... well he looks like a President."

And I realized, that, although I may not agree with everything Barak Obama did or does, he is changing forever what a president looks like to a new generation of kids, and that is pretty great.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Growing Up Too Fast

When Ace, my four year old, woke me up this morning (and I thought, once again, how nice it would be if I actually got out of bed before my kids) I asked him for a hug.  Usually he is happy to respond, but today he let out an exasperated sigh and said, "Mom, you always want a hug."

I responded, "Of course, I do!"

He sighed again, "I'm not going to keep doing this EVERY time."

I said, "Why not?  I always like to give you a hug."

Ace answered, "It's so embarrassing!" as he reluctantly gave me a hug.

Friday, December 24, 2010

Merry Christmas - Meringue Mischief

Here's our beautiful lemon meringue pie... all ready for Christmas Eve dinner... out of range of little hands
But, not out of range of those little hands... and a spatula!

Oh, well, we just won't show anyone this side... except all of you!

Merry Christmas