1. It’s been a CRAAAAZY busy week. Combine swim practice with field trips with prepping for a twirling competition with school projects with hosting luncheons at school with preschool conferences… oh, and not to mention all that screech owl-watching. Biz-zee.
2. Libs drew this totally crack-a-lackin’ picture of herself with Mommy and Daddy.
I think she fancies herself an only child. Look at her smug expression.
Her teacher showed me all of Libby’s drawings at her preschool conference, and she *does* sometimes include her siblings in them.
Funny thing, though? We’re dressed in jeans and orange shirts in EVERY SINGLE PICTURE. No joke. In fact, for one picture, she had dictated the following for her teacher to write:
“My family really likes to wear burnt orange.”
Makes me feel a little like we need to diversify, but then I remember…we look damn good in orange.
(oh, and p.s.? Her alphabet?! She's a super-genius. Except she can't write a 'Z' correctly, but I personally think that Z's are over-rated. Unless you're talking about sleep, and then? They rock.)
(Another sidenote... check out my insanely long feet, and how my husband looks like he's half of "Kid'n'Play". Awesomeness.)
3. A little something to drive us all crazy? ‘Helicopter parents’. So named because they hover over everything. The ones that want to wrap their kids in bubble wrap and mow down any hurdles that might confront them. It’s called life, people, and kids need a chance to learn some things from it. And, in the words of the great and knowledgeable Forrest Gump... 'That's all I have to say about that.' That Forrest, he knows a thing or two. Plus, he shares his chocolate, so he's alright by me.
4. Another little something to drive us all crazy?
When the battery on your car dies.
And not only does it die, it at least gives you a courtesy warning by activating your car alarm.
And not only does it activate your alarm, but it does so while you’re driving down the road, and you are unable to turn it off without turning off the car.
But you *know* if you turn off the car, you just might not get it started again, and you will be stranded in the middle of the street…
sooo, you have to drive with your windows down to shout at the people who are walking down the street that you are *NOT*, in fact, honking at them…
there’s just “SOMETHING WRONG WITH MY VAN!!!”
And, in fact, it is *very* hard to be heard over a car alarm.
And just waving doesn’t seem to do the trick to stop the glares.
Or so I’ve heard.
5. In the car yesterday…
Josie: "For Living Museum (a school presentation), my friend Anna is going to be Elizabeth the 1st. She’s even going to give her speech in an English accent! Isn't that cool?! I was wondering how many Queen Elizabeths there were, anyway?"
Davis (emphatically): "There were two. The first one died. And the second one?
(a little LESS emphatically)...the second one...well… she is…
ummmm…
*probably* dead."
Oh well, at least we have ONE super-genius. ;)
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2 comments:
And look how tall she drew you. Mine tend to draw me looking like an oompa loompa.
Considering Phil's pants legs are two different lengths, maybe you're wearing capris, and your feet are not so looong. Maybe.
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