Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Isn't it greatwhen your kids play nicely together?



So, just five minutes ago I was relishing in all THREE of my children playing nicely together. Notice, I WAS relishing the moment. They were playing a game where Conner and Kate were some sort of super heroes. Sadie was their baby. They had to protect the baby from the attacking bad guys/aliens/mutants/villains. Cute, huh? Anyway, this went on for a while and I was listening to them while I folded laundry. I then witnessed the following conversation:


Conner, "Hurry, the bad guys are coming!"


Kate, "Save our baby, she is scared of the bad guys and is crying!"


Conner, "Kate, Sadie is not crying."


Kate, "Well, we could make her cry."


What do I say to that? This super-mom just let them keep playing. Why intervene? The bad guys/aliens/mutants/villains arrived before they could make their little sister cry so all was well. At least I got to fold the laundry in peace, right?

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

My favorite things Kate has said lately...

You never know what will come out of Kate's mouth... Here are a few of my favorites from the past couple of weeks:


When in Target Kate all of a sudden had to go to the bathroom (of course, we were as far away from the bathroom as you can get at the time...why is it always like that?). So, we run to the bathroom. As we go into the stall and close the door, Kate exclaims in her loudest voice, "Look mom, there's a hooker!" I looked where she was pointing and saw a hook on the back of the door. I explained that it is called a "hook" not a "hooker". She continued to insist that the bathroom has hookers and why don't we have some at home. I tried correcting one more time, to the sound of the lady in the stall next to us laughing hysterically in the background. I think I finally convinced her that there are hooks in bathrooms and not hookers.



Over the weekend Kate was being very cranky. I asked her to go to her room and see if she could find "Happy Kate". I make this suggestion to my kids at least once a day... Anyway, she shouted back at me that "Happy Kate is at Chuck E Cheese". Well, OK then...



The other night at dinner Kate announced out of the blue that when you die your tongue pops out of your head. Once we got over the initial shock and confusion, we were reminded that when we were young, the absolute sign that someone was dead when we were playing is that their tongue was sticking out... Huh.