looking out for me

The kids are looking out for me again.  Just when I thought I didn't have anything to blog about, they come through for me.  Should I really even doubt that I'll always have something to say?  No, not really.

 

Monkey decided to post some room rules for herself.  Her original list included "ignore brother" and "don't allow brother to play in room" or something like that.  I mentioned to her that she might want to reconsider those to and she did.  I'm guessing she realized if she had those two rules, she wouldn't have anyone to play with.

 

 

After she wrote her rules I asked her what happens if a rule gets broken?  What will be the consequence?  So she wrote her own consequences.  Honestly, she did this all on her own.   

 

 

 

I told her when she was done that it sounded like she had some pretty good rules and reasonable consequences.  I guess we'll see how well it goes. 

 

 

Little Man, on the other hand, was creative in another way this afternoon.  Recently, he has been taking the step stool out of the bathroom to get to places he can't otherwise reach elsewhere in the house.  This time, he went into his room and reached a small bottle of baby powder that was on his dresser.

 

This is what I saw when I walked into his room with him to change his amazingly nasty diaper.  By the way, he said "I have lots of poop" just as I started changing him.  He was right - he went straight into the tub. 

 

 

 

The powder is normally kept in the basket you see on the dresser.  Luckily, it was one of those smaller travel bottles of powder and not the king-size bottle that was right next to it.  

 

I think I need to straighten up his dresser. 

 

Go Pirates!

ECU 24 vs. WV 3

pictures

Back during the summer our card-night groups of gals (minus one this night) all went out on our friend's boat.  It was a beautiful summer night and was very relaxing.  Normally, we play cards when we get together, Hand and Foot, but this time, we just hung out and talked.  I didn't have my camera with me so I borrowed my friend's and took a few shots of the sunset.  Ok, I took something like 40 shots, but who's counting?

 

 

  

During that same time, Trey was out of town on a trip.  These are some of the pictures he came back with.  What a contrast!

 

Joss Wheden...

is my hero.  

 

Serenity/Firefly

 

Buffy

 

Angel

 

Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog

 

Oh yeah, and he wrote the screenplay for Toy Story.

 

Need I say more?

 

global village

This internet stuff is pretty cool.  A few days ago, I signed up with StatCounter to track the visits to my website.  I'm still trying to figure out a lot of it, but one of the cool things that it gives me is the city/area from where people are visiting.

 

Some I knew already, like family and friends.  That's easy.  But then there are other places, too, like Ontario, LA, Pensacola, West Va, other parts of California and Ohio.  

 

Hi everyone!  Welcome to my little corner of the internet!  Y'all come back soon, now, ya hear?

 

 

hand signals

I have officially been flipped off by my daughter.  Ok, not really, but here's what happened.  I picked her up from school today and...

 

"hey mom, I got a paper cut today.  Wanna see?"

 

Since I was sure there was a cute little bandaid on her cut because all first grade teachers have them in their desk for such emergencies, I turned briefly to look.

 

She was holding all her fingers down with her thumb but that precious little middle finger.

 

There's something really disturbing about being flipped off by a 6 year old, even if she didn't really know what she was doing.

 

something worth blogging about pt 2

Well, it would seem that Monkey didn't get all her nailpolish put away as she was supposed to.  How do I know this?  Little Man painted his toenails on one foot on Sunday morning, to go with his fingers.  

It wasn't quite as neat as his fingers, and I didn't have as good a laugh about it, but I still chuckled a bit.

  

Trey just rolled his eyes.