Bits

Threshing Festival June 2011

Put down your drinks, their faces on the roller coaster are flipping priceless!

Group Shot: Attempt 412

Marshmallows and why my kids are always supposed to wear shorts under their dresses–always.

Misc Monkeys

I can feel my brain vibrating in my head…

All three of them are on the living room floor, on hands and knees, making horrendous noises, and pretending to retch or something – when I ask them what they are doing – M tells me they are pretending that they are being puss-in-boots coughing up a fur ball.

I just don’t have an adequate response for that.

I’ll Buy It!

So last Monday, we went to Port Stanley. It was a surprise PA day, and since I could not speak, had to email Ryan to come home – no way to do three kids when you cannot talk. They were making up car games as we were driving, on of them was ‘buying’ stuff when you saw it – and only if you were the first one to claim it.

“Mailbox! I’ll buy it!”

“No! That’s my mailbox.”

“Na-uh! I saw it first!”

(meanwhile have passed five more mailboxes)

They bought trees, boats for daddy’s birthday, mailboxes, cars, bushes…

Then Paigey must have thought it was annoying (too) and decided that they had enough stuff and were not buying anything anymore, cause they were just arguing about it. Pretty sure Meredith was already asleep at that point. Five/Ten minutes later Paigey sees a butterfly, “Butterfly, I’ll buy it!” Charlotte yells at her, that we aren’t buying anything any more. But Paigey says that they can each have one more thing, and hers is a butterfly. And no, house are too big…

 

Charlotte loves this game and buys mailboxes all the time, even when it is just me and her in the car.  (completely unaware of postal strike?)

 

Today, dropping P and C off at daycare, C buys another mailbox…
“Mailbox! I’ll buy it!”

Paigey plays along…

“Jesus! I’ll buy it!”

Halloween Again – you know, from last year…

I was going to email pictures, and realized (again) that I still hadn’t got a few up that made me laugh – mostly Keith with upside down kids…

love her little grip of death, and the ‘I’m not quite sure I trust you look.’

classic charlotte (the opa side):

I am pretty sure this one was already posted, but it’s cute.

blurry, but cute little monkey!

not sure if this is the sharing of crackers, or the giving of fives, but he is awesome.

Because it would be just like them to imprint on a goose...

quote

"Meredith, pretend I'm a girl christ..."     ~Paige

that's my girl! making up for Meredith singing hymns and praying her rosary 'religiously'...

Pain in the ass trying to take a picture of the three of them together ‘naturally’

Tooth Fairy updates

this morning I woke up at 7 to hear Meredith (the bugger) trying to convince Paigey to let her try to twist out another tooth - ARGH. I had to run out of bed and tell her to get out of Paigey's mouth - in a very dramatic whisper, since I didn't want Charlotte to wake up yet...

snowman

Bath time - end of March

paige and charlotte are already in and M was complaining that she wanted to be in the middle...

M (whiney) "I wanna be in the middle...who gets to be in the middle..."

R (frustrated) "The monkey's in the middle"

C (indignant) "I'M not in the middle!"

A proposal and a song…

we were at tom and chantal’s last night – reed had just lost a ring behind his dresser when we walked in and was upset – tom helped him get it out and told me that reed got it to marry someone, T said he had to make sure he picked a pretty girl to marry. and apparently reed had picked out meredith! I did not leave that boys side for about an hour, but he got shy and had daddy hold the ring for him. On our way to play in the basement, he told me that his daddy married his mommy, and that he was going to marry meredith – so cute. Finally it was bedtime and they were all playing in TC’s bed and Reed got up the nerve to pop the question. He showed the ring to meredith, she said it was pretty, he said it was for her, she said thank you, he said it was so she could marry him, she said BLECH! married, yuck. (and poor reed almost cried when we all laughed at her.) It’s all good though – they’re still friends!

Someone mentioned to Paige that maybe she could marry reed – she said she couldn’t, ‘she hadn’t picked who she was going to marry yet, she didn’t know who her wife was’. Awesome!

Today we were looking at Meredith’s skeleton book from the library (so proud of my peanut) and had to explain the piece hanging between the legs of the skeleton is no that little thing boys have – it was a tail bone – which was almost as funny as a penis. (told her a couple minutes later what a penis was – she wasn’t terribly impressed) – funny side note – Reed thinks girls poop out of their vaginas – so no hope for grandchildren on that front! (he also thinks if he smacks his own bum while trying to pee – it will help get the pee out (and he does this regularly – freaking funny kid!)

Anyway, while looking at bones, Paige explains that bones are hard – not like hair – she rubs her hair in her fingers and says see… then knocks her forehead with her fist and explains that when you hit bones, you can hear a song.

today

Silly Miscellany

Little Vannas

The emergency almost xmas card shot (that we never did send)

And I love her blurry little pony…

Sisters

Meredith has been working on the computer typing up xmas carols – copied from her document - hilarious

On the1 day of christmass my true love gave to me a partridge in a pear tree

On the 2 day of christmass my true love gave to me two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree

On the 3 day of christmass my true love gave to me three french men two turtle doves and a partridge

in a pear tree

On the 4 day of christmass my true love gave to me four colling birds three french men two turtle

doves and a partridge in a pear tree

On the 5 day of christmass my true love gave to me five goldn rings four colling birds three

french men two tur

Skating – Nov 1 2010

conversations

"Charlotte, Charlotte, do you want to play mass?!?"

probably the first words out of M's mouth this morning - good grief.