Listening to The Tater play with his new plastic farm animals, "What does a pig say? A pig says, "oink, oink". What does a doggy say? A doggy says, "ruff, ruff". What does a cow say? A cow says, "I am so delicious!"" #ThatsMyBoy #CowsAreDelicious #BeefItsWhatsForDinner
Today at the gym: used chalk on my hands. Because you know, I'm legit. Also because I sweat like a man, but whatever. #SweatLikeAMan#LiftLikeAGirl #AndAlwaysEatTheGoldfishTaterOffersBetweenSets
When you're looking at bikes with your six-year-old and according to the height chart, you should both ride the same bike. #CMonMan
For The Tater's birthday, we bought him a bag full of plastic farm animals. The Kid is obsessed with the adult pig:
The Kid: Why does this pig have so many penises?
Me: Those are nipples. And it's because pigs have a lot of babies at one time.
The Kid: Why do they do that?
Me: I don't know why. It's just how pigs do.
The Kid: Well, no wonder she looks so stressed out.
Me: Those are nipples. And it's because pigs have a lot of babies at one time.
The Kid: Why do they do that?
Me: I don't know why. It's just how pigs do.
The Kid: Well, no wonder she looks so stressed out.
When you're watching an Emily Skye leg and butt workout while eating pie for breakfast the day after Thanksgiving. Get it, Emily! I'll just be over here cheering you on. #ExerciseVicariously #ChocolatePeanutButterPie#BreakfastOfChampions #AndThenIWonderWhyMyPantsDontFit
When you don't own a dog but your yard is currently hosting five. And they have the nerve to poop all over and bark at you when you pull into your own driveway. #ListenHereDogs #ThisIsMYHouse #DontMakeMeComeOverThere
Driving home from town yesterday, Husband and I are singing at the top of our lungs to Bon Jovi and The Tater is sitting in the back seat, hands over his ears, yelling, "NO! PLEASE HELP ME!" #ParentsOfTheYear#WeWillBeOnTheVoiceNextSeason
ust watched Trolls with The Kid and then tried to discuss the meaning of happiness (the key theme of the movie):
Me: So, you can find happiness in who you are, not in what you have.
The Kid: Yes, that's true. And also in eating Chick-Fil-A every day without exploding.
#ThatsTheNextThingIWasGoingToSay #ChickFilA #MakesEveryoneHappy#SheTotallyMissedThePoint#WhyDoParentsAttemptDeepDiscussionsWithKids
The Kid: Yes, that's true. And also in eating Chick-Fil-A every day without exploding.
#ThatsTheNextThingIWasGoingToSay #ChickFilA #MakesEveryoneHappy#SheTotallyMissedThePoint#WhyDoParentsAttemptDeepDiscussionsWithKids
Today at church = my favorite Sunday of the entire year: The primary program (children ages 4-12). The good news: what The Kid lacks in ability to stay on tune, she more than makes up for in enthusiasm and sheer volume. And, since we've moved to a much, much smaller place, she gets more than one chance to talk into the microphone, which is pretty much her wildest dream coming true. #Winning #WeLoveJesus#CanISitCloserToTheMicrophoneMama
Also at The Peters this morning: being the heartless mother I am, I insisted The Tater wear actual pants instead of shorts since it is 40 degrees outside. He's been on the floor crying for the last 30 minutes screaming, "I don't like it big leg shorts! Want another shorts! Want it small leg shorts!" #HowDareIForceHimIntoPants
It is currently 65 degrees in our house (it was 57, but in a move of what I felt to be extreme magnanimity, I asked Husband to turn on the heater so our kids wouldn't freeze their little yellow skins off), and The Kid is standing completely nude in front of the open freezer saying, "It feels so good to be cool for once!" #WouldYouPutSomeClothesOn #ForHeavenSake#ImGoingToLockHerOutsideWhereIts40Degrees
"Mama, books can take you anywhere. Like to the beach or to the woods or Laura and Mary take you to the prairie. And if you read a book about Jesus, it takes you to church." #IfIReadABookAboutJesusDoIStillPhysicallyHaveToGoToChurch#ImCountingIt #MyMamaSaidBooksWouldTakeYouAnywhere
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