I've been compiling this list of things my "big kids" have been doing over the last few months or so. Here's some of my favorite sayings or things that they've done.
Elizabeth:
She has a boy in her Classical class. His name is Spencer, but she calls him "Spitter."
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Her new thing is to say something totally random, followed by...."I'm just teasin'!"
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She really into helping change the babies' diapers....as long as they "isn't stank".
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Lately, I'll be doing something in another room, and she will come in and say, "Mommy....I love you!"
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The other day, we were driving in the car and it was one of those days that looks nice and warm but it is really bitterly cold out. Elizabeth says,
"Mom, I'm having a hard time seeing. It's really fergy out."
Later, Luke asked her what "fergy" meant and she said hot and then really cold. She is a genius.
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Elizabeth went with me to pick out our Halloween costumes. I told her as we were in Walmart, that I was going to be Hannah Montana. Later, I put her in her car seat and told her to buckle herself up and then I would tighten her straps. I go and put the shopping buggy away and climb into the drivers' seat. From the back I hear,
"Hey Hannah! You forgot to tighten me up back here!" Hysterical.
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After we went to Disney on Ice, we were saying our bedtime prayers and she thanked God for, "Mickey and Minnie and ALL their friends, only on the Disney Channel."
For the life of me I don't know where she got that.We watch TV all day, but surely she's not paying THAT much attention. We we hardly ever watch TV.
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She has the sweetest heart and I adore her. Brinkley (our dog) has a mystery skin irritation which caused her to chew and pull out a large "hot spot" on her hind quarters. When Elizabeth saw Brinkley's condition, she got teary eyed and asked Luke "Will she be okay? Will she come back from the doctor?"
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She bumped Ashlee's lip (or something that Ashlee flew off the handle about) with her head. As Luke questioned Elizabeth as to what happened, she explained:
"Well, you see Dad, it isn't my fault, it was my head's idea. My head had this idea to lean in real close and I just whopped her. It wasn't me, it was my head. He's the one in trouble."
I have no idea why her head is masculine, but it was all I could do to keep it together.
Lucas:
He has some brown shoes that look similar to some that Luke has. He calls them his "Daddy shoes."
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Speaking of shoes, Lucas LOVES shoes. He wears them all day long. If I can't find Lucas, I know he's most likely in his sisters' closet, trying on their shoes.I plan on humiliating him with that when he's about 16. I wonder if his future girlfriends will find that funny?
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Lucas is notorious for throwing his food on the floor when he eats. EVERY time he gets a spanking. Once, he threw his entire plate on the floor and I sat and spanked him until he picked it up. That was the longest lunch hour of my life.
One day, he accidentally knocked a bowl of goldfish on the floor, came over to me, tried to pull down his diaper (because I make him pull down his own pants when I spank him) and said,
"I sorry Mommy, I need a bankin?" He did not get a 'bankin.
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He is super into guns right now. I used to think I didn't know where he'd picked up on someone with a gun. Then I realized...Peter Pan. At any rate, I was a little apprehensive about him playing with toy guns. However, when he started using my basting brush as a gun, I figured why not bite the bullet (pun totally intended) and just get him one for Christmas? It is made of foam so when he hits his sisters (because against my constant reminding he clearly thinks this is permissible), it won't hurt quite as bad.
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He's already got selective man hearing. I will be telling him something of clear importance. Get totally finished, and he cocks his head to the side and says,
"What you say Mommy? 'Cuse me. What you say?"
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He's REAL big into "I love you" right now. He woke up excessively early one day last week, so I put him in the bed with me and turned on cartoons (don't you dare judge me). For the entire 2o minutes that Mickey Mouse Clubhouse was on, I got told once per minute...
Lucas: "Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy. Mommy! 'Cuuuuse me Mommy. Mommy? You sweepin'?"
Me: "Yes, Lucas?"
Lucas: "I wuv you Mommy."
Me: "Thank you Lucas."
Lucas: "You 'delcome."
Me: Take a deep breath, get just about asleep...
Lucas: "Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy...."
Ashlee:
She's a lover. All the way a lover. She will stop DEAD in her tracks to give a requested kiss. She cannot keep her hands off the babies, which is sweet and sour.
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I got home one night and she was already in bed. I went into see her which prompted her to get out of the bed. When I told her to go back to bed, she obeys but then yells, from her bedroom (where the door is closed)
"Mommy! I got in the bed!"
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She's still in full potty training mode. For her, it works best if she is naked from the waist down. No matter where she's at she runs to me and says, "Mom, I gotta pee!" or, my personal favorite, "Hey! I gotta poop!" For more on her poops, click here.
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She doesn't know how to whisper, it's not part of her design. She only knows how to speak WITH THE VOLUME OF HER VOICE AUDIBLE FOR EVERYONE.
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She experiences life "full throttle." Seriously, we've quit getting onto to her for running in the house because we realized that she does not know how to walk....at all...not even a little. A slow skip is the best she can muster.
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She sleeps with this nasty bear that she got as a baby and she sucks on the ear. It's disgusting and it makes her breath something fierce in the mornings, but she LOVES him and he makes my life easier. Therefore, "bear bear" stays.
Yeah, click on that picture and take a good look at that bear's ear. Then think that this picture was taken almost a year ago. Yeah, totally gross.
Elizabeth:
She has a boy in her Classical class. His name is Spencer, but she calls him "Spitter."
--
Her new thing is to say something totally random, followed by...."I'm just teasin'!"
--
She really into helping change the babies' diapers....as long as they "isn't stank".
--
Lately, I'll be doing something in another room, and she will come in and say, "Mommy....I love you!"
--
The other day, we were driving in the car and it was one of those days that looks nice and warm but it is really bitterly cold out. Elizabeth says,
"Mom, I'm having a hard time seeing. It's really fergy out."
Later, Luke asked her what "fergy" meant and she said hot and then really cold. She is a genius.
--
Elizabeth went with me to pick out our Halloween costumes. I told her as we were in Walmart, that I was going to be Hannah Montana. Later, I put her in her car seat and told her to buckle herself up and then I would tighten her straps. I go and put the shopping buggy away and climb into the drivers' seat. From the back I hear,
"Hey Hannah! You forgot to tighten me up back here!" Hysterical.
--
After we went to Disney on Ice, we were saying our bedtime prayers and she thanked God for, "Mickey and Minnie and ALL their friends, only on the Disney Channel."
For the life of me I don't know where she got that.
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She has the sweetest heart and I adore her. Brinkley (our dog) has a mystery skin irritation which caused her to chew and pull out a large "hot spot" on her hind quarters. When Elizabeth saw Brinkley's condition, she got teary eyed and asked Luke "Will she be okay? Will she come back from the doctor?"
--
She bumped Ashlee's lip (or something that Ashlee flew off the handle about) with her head. As Luke questioned Elizabeth as to what happened, she explained:
"Well, you see Dad, it isn't my fault, it was my head's idea. My head had this idea to lean in real close and I just whopped her. It wasn't me, it was my head. He's the one in trouble."
I have no idea why her head is masculine, but it was all I could do to keep it together.
Lucas:
He has some brown shoes that look similar to some that Luke has. He calls them his "Daddy shoes."
--
Speaking of shoes, Lucas LOVES shoes. He wears them all day long. If I can't find Lucas, I know he's most likely in his sisters' closet, trying on their shoes.
--
Lucas is notorious for throwing his food on the floor when he eats. EVERY time he gets a spanking. Once, he threw his entire plate on the floor and I sat and spanked him until he picked it up. That was the longest lunch hour of my life.
One day, he accidentally knocked a bowl of goldfish on the floor, came over to me, tried to pull down his diaper (because I make him pull down his own pants when I spank him) and said,
"I sorry Mommy, I need a bankin?" He did not get a 'bankin.
--
He is super into guns right now. I used to think I didn't know where he'd picked up on someone with a gun. Then I realized...Peter Pan. At any rate, I was a little apprehensive about him playing with toy guns. However, when he started using my basting brush as a gun, I figured why not bite the bullet (pun totally intended) and just get him one for Christmas? It is made of foam so when he hits his sisters (because against my constant reminding he clearly thinks this is permissible), it won't hurt quite as bad.
--
He's already got selective man hearing. I will be telling him something of clear importance. Get totally finished, and he cocks his head to the side and says,
"What you say Mommy? 'Cuse me. What you say?"
--
He's REAL big into "I love you" right now. He woke up excessively early one day last week, so I put him in the bed with me and turned on cartoons (don't you dare judge me). For the entire 2o minutes that Mickey Mouse Clubhouse was on, I got told once per minute...
Lucas: "Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy. Mommy! 'Cuuuuse me Mommy. Mommy? You sweepin'?"
Me: "Yes, Lucas?"
Lucas: "I wuv you Mommy."
Me: "Thank you Lucas."
Lucas: "You 'delcome."
Me: Take a deep breath, get just about asleep...
Lucas: "Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy...."
Ashlee:
She's a lover. All the way a lover. She will stop DEAD in her tracks to give a requested kiss. She cannot keep her hands off the babies, which is sweet and sour.
--
I got home one night and she was already in bed. I went into see her which prompted her to get out of the bed. When I told her to go back to bed, she obeys but then yells, from her bedroom (where the door is closed)
"Mommy! I got in the bed!"
--
She's still in full potty training mode. For her, it works best if she is naked from the waist down. No matter where she's at she runs to me and says, "Mom, I gotta pee!" or, my personal favorite, "Hey! I gotta poop!" For more on her poops, click here.
--
She doesn't know how to whisper, it's not part of her design. She only knows how to speak WITH THE VOLUME OF HER VOICE AUDIBLE FOR EVERYONE.
--
She experiences life "full throttle." Seriously, we've quit getting onto to her for running in the house because we realized that she does not know how to walk....at all...not even a little. A slow skip is the best she can muster.
--
She sleeps with this nasty bear that she got as a baby and she sucks on the ear. It's disgusting and it makes her breath something fierce in the mornings, but she LOVES him and he makes my life easier. Therefore, "bear bear" stays.
Yeah, click on that picture and take a good look at that bear's ear. Then think that this picture was taken almost a year ago. Yeah, totally gross.