Making Up Songs

Sweet pea has entered into the, song writing stage of child hood.  Every child does it.  They make up songs that have no tune and the words are basically just long run on sentences that make no sense.  

Allow me to share one of Sweet pea's most recent songs. (Ok, more like the essence of the song, because I could never recite it word for word.)

"Do you wanna build a snowman? Come on lets go and play. I never see you anymore, come out the door, it's like you've gone away.  We used to be best buddies, but now we're not.  I wish you would tell me why.  Do you wanna build a snowman? - Go away Anna- Ok, bye. (yes, it starts off with a part of the song from Frozen.  All of them start this way and segue into her own little world) The bunnies the say 'hop hop'. The froggy says ribbit, ribbit. Mommy and Daddy say we have to listen.  If we don't listen, we get in trouble.  I no like trouble.  Firecracker goes to school, but I stay home with Mommy..... etc."

She is so funny.  

Have a great day!
Ms. T 


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Phone Calls

The people in my family are notorious for not answering their phones.  I am no exception to this rule.  It doesn't stop those of us calling the other from berating the one not answering.  A phone call usually goes like this:

*Dials family member
*Rings
* Goes to voicemail
*Hang up (because you know they won't listen to it, so you might as well save your breath)

"For crying out loud, ______!!!  Answer your phone!!!  Why don't you keep it closer to you?  Did you forget to turn the ringer back on after church?  Why do you bother paying a cell phone bill if you're not going to bother to answer your phone?!"

*Wait a few minutes and try again

In all fairness we don't usually say all of those lines, it's usually only one or two of those lines and then we're done.  Now, if we've called more than once and they still haven't answered, most likely we will hurl all of these lines off in one long diatribe!  And, whenever the other person does answer the phone we let them know about it. 
However, we cannot be too self righteous, because throwing stones when you live in a glass house is very dangerous. 

Before I get berated by my family for any inaccuracies, I must say that my 2 brothers and my Hubs are not included in this.  Oh sure, they do the ribbing, but they almost always answer their phones.  So they are allowed to get by with a little more verbal abuse than others ;). The rest of us live under the bus they throw us under.... No point in getting out, because we'll just end up being thrown back under there the next time we miss a call. 

This phone call-itis apparently is catching.  It is not relegated to only blood family members.  It's like as soon as you become a family member you automatically stop answering phone calls.  Or maybe it's that your brain chooses to ignore the sound of the phone ringing?  I really don't know, but there is something...

 Have a great day!
Ms. T  




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Longest Week Ever

I know I was trying to get back into the swing of things, but was it just me or did last week drag on FOREVER? (read "forever" in the voice of Squints from the movie The Sand Lot. And if you haven't seen the Sand Lot, go to the store, get it, watch it immediately.  Don't worry, we'll all wait..... Back?  Wasn't it a great movie?!  Yeah, I love it too, thus the quote.  Ok, stop distracting me!  Back to last week.)

For real, it's like we lived half a school year in one week last week.  It wasn't bad, just really hard to get adjusted to non summer, do whatever you feel like today, life.  

Have a good day!
Ms. T 




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You Might Be A Mamma If...

You might be a Mamma if:

- You have ever knowingly carried someone else's poop around in your purse.

- You find a toy elephant on your sink in the bathroom in the middle of the night and don't think twice about it.

- It is not uncommon for someone to literally jump on you to wake you up in the morning shouting, "Mommy! I want to watch Mickey Mouse!!"

- You have ever sneaked  into a closet/ pantry to eat chocolate.

- You have ever pretended to change your name for the day, because you're sooooo tired of hearing, "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy... etc. 

I know there are more of these that could be added, but I  can't think of them right now.  If you can think of them please, feel free to share them =).

Have a great day!
Ms. T 




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The First Day of School

Ok, so I know this post is a few days late, but the real first day was super chaotic.  So we're going to pretend that I posted this on time.  I'm wacky, join me in my funky world for one post.  Then you can go back to being normal :).

Today is Firecracker's first day in Kindergarten.  I can't believe my baby is 5 and headed off to school... I know he went to school last year, but that was preschool.  It wasn't as big a deal to me.  Don't ask me why, because I couldn't put that into words, it's too funky for even me to figure out, but trust me the feelings are true.  

There were no tears today.  Firecracker was excited.  He even came into my room to get me.  He was all excited saying, "Mommy!  It's a SCHOOL DAY!!"  I'm so glad he's happy about it.  It'd be much more difficult if I had to force him to go.  

Here are some pictures of my sweet baby boy ready to head into his first day of school.

Firecracker and his first day of school sign

Excited about school!

A new back pack is one of the best parts about school!

  Did you notice on the sign that Firecracker wants to be a wind surfer when he grows up?  Such high aspirations.....  

Have a great day!
Ms. T




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Carl

I had a random memory the other day, which I feel the need to share with you.  When I was in college, I had a friend Mr. S.  We were chatting one day, and I have no idea how, but it came up that I'd never been given a real nick name.  Mr. S. was shocked by this.  So he decided he was going to give me a nick name.  And from then on to him I was Carl.  He's so funny!  Random memory over :)

Have a great day!
Ms. T




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The Fun Place

Recently, I was talking with a friend about my childhood home.  Not the house itself, although we chatted about that later, but about the atmosphere of the home.  

My parents had an open door policy for our home. Literally.  We NEVER locked the back door of our home.  The front door and the side doors were locked, but the back door was always unlocked.  It was not unusual to come home and find a friend in our house because they needed something. If you needed anything: a place to sleep, a friendly conversation, dinner, or a shoulder to cry on our house was open to you.  

We constantly had people in our home that were not "blood" relatives. But just because they weren't blood didn't mean we didn't love them and treat them like family.  There are a few that to this day we still claim as family. (We just can't get rid of them! hahaha!)

Our house was always fun and full of surprises.  Like having a food fight at the dinner table. Or informing whomever was there at the moment that they were going to play a game of boggle with us.  Or just witty repartee (aka really, really corny jokes and puns).  Also, my Mom is a major English lover.  Therefore, if you stepped foot in our house you had to be prepared to use correct grammar or be corrected. This has always been a habit for all 4 of us kids, but apparently it bugs the mess out of people....

And I grew up thinking that was completely normal.  Everybody has that type of home life right?  As I've gotten older, I've realized this is the exception, not the rule.  Most people don't walk into their home to find someone else there (unless it's a robbery, and that's not a GOOD surprise).  Most people are surprised if someone shows up at your house unannounced just to chat for an hour or two.  

It may have been an unusual home, but I wouldn't have traded it for the world.  Now, looking back, I see just how blessed I am.  Not only do I have parents that love me and are willing to do anything for me, but also they loved all who entered.  There was no condemnation in our home.  Our friends were always welcome and loved and often my friends became good friends with my Mom because she would take the time to chat with them and laugh with them.

Why am I telling you all this?  Because I value my upbringing so much, and I want my children to have just as many good memories as I have.  I hope to be the kind of parent that my parents are to me.

Have a great day!
Ms. T




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