favorite words spoken this week

This first was said by the girl after she was done playing pretend with me. "Momma, can't you just be normal Momma who knows everything?"

The second was said by the Boy while I was shoveling the driveway out. The snow plow had plowed in the opening of the driveway and it was VERY heavy snow. I was complaining at how hard it was and he said, "Well, it is hard for you just cause you don't do gymnastics."

I smirked as I handed him the shovel and then hugged him when he found that gymnastics hasn't quite done it for him yet.

I LOVE my kids and the things they say... Have those around you said amusing things this last week? Share them in my comments so we can all have a little giggle!

my first tag! should I cry or cheer?

So, I have been tagged and I decided to go ahead and take the plunge! My wonderful friend M at Faith, Hope and Love tagged me. The process was rather amusing to me, as I had watched this tag float around a few blogs I read and finally it came to rest here on me. I really thought I had dodged the bullet, but the bullet has come home to rest.



The Rules: In order to accept this Bloggy Award/Tag, you must do the following.....

1. Write a post showing it, together with the name and link of who has given it to you.
2. Choose a minimum of 7 blogs that you find brilliant in their content or design.
3. Show their names and links and leave them a comment informing they were prized with ‘Honest Weblog’.
4. List [if you can and/or dare] at least ten honest things about yourself. And then, pass it on.

10 Honest Things About Me! (does it get more egocentric than this?)

1.I love the smell of babies. I think that the smell is second only to the smell of coffee. No, really, I don't know anything better then the smell of babies. Actually, I don't think there is anything better then that baby smell. I will be down visiting my friend again soon and I will be frantically sniffing that baby every chance I get. My friend will have to beat me off with a wet burp rag.

2. I am pretty good at many things, but I don't feel that I am VERY good at too many things. I feel that while I can do art and I can do a bit of writing and I can do a bit of speech stuff and I can do a bit of decorating and a bit of gardening, I don't feel that I have any one area that I am stellar in. I am not complaining... I just feel like I am good at many things, but not amazing at any of them. I am content with this.

Isn't he a cutie!!!

3. I love my husband more then I probably should. He is my rock and I stand amazed by him everyday. He is strong and patient and loving and kind. He has a very common sense outlook on life and he sees things for what they are. He is able to be to the kids what I cannot be. He relates to them in ways that I cannot. One of my favorite things is watching him play with the kids and watching him read to them or watching them and their love for their daddy. He balances me and I do need that. I can be very artistic and spontaneous and flighty and forgetful and he is able to bring balance to my force... sorta like Anakin Skywalker.

HA! He would be so proud of my Star Wars reference!

4. I do not eat breakfast unless I actually cook something and I certainly do not cook breakfast everyday. I do however drink coffee. Everyday. Without fail.

5. I love my life as an Air Force wife. I am very proud of my husband and I enjoy being a military spouse.

John in Iraq.

I like talking to people about the military and what is is like being part of that culture.

The garage door decorated for a homecoming from Iraq.

I remember what is it like being civilian looking in and I understand the questions that people have. I have no problem answering them, actually I welcome them because if anything, the military needs more people to understand what is going on now in our little culture bubble. We need people to understand how to help military families as our spouses are deployed again and again.

You see my kitty keeps trying to grab me in this picture. She likes me too!

6. I like animals a lot. If I had my way I would have a small zoo here. Fortunately, like my earlier post stated, John keeps me in check. He allows me to have the one beautiful puppy and the one sweet kitty and the one boring sucker fish. If it were up to me, I would have another 4 or 5 pets. Then I would start going crazy cause I can't bring balance to the force of the litter boxes and the tanks and whatnot. It would get scary people and that is why we have Anakin... er... I mean, John here.

7. I have this really weird tendency. I talk for things. Things like animals but also things like tea kettles. My tea kettle doesn't just whistle it yells. No kidding. The tea kettle will be whistling away on top of the stove and my kids will yell at me to let me know, cause obviously I cannot hear the screaming tea kettle in the room with me and I will start talking for the tea pot, "HEY! I'M HOT!!! TURN IT OFF! TURN IT OFF! I AM HOT!!!" I will also speak for animals that are in videos or pictures or just out. I am afraid it is a sickness. I will talk for our pets. For example, the dog will be looking at me and her eyebrows are dancing and I will be saying something like, "Are they talking about going for a walk? I can't tell cause they have learned to use that code word. Maybe they are! I would love to take a walk, but then again, I would love to snuggle them. I love everything cause I am a goofy Lab and I just love life! I love my pillow and I love my dog dish and well... I love my toy! Yippie! Mommy is getting out Peanut Butter! My favorite!" Do you see how this is a disease?! The problem is when I do not feel like doing this and the kids really think I should. They ask me constantly, "Mom, what is that bird saying?" If I am tired of it I will reply, "Nothing. The bird is saying nothing." They beg. They just know that the bird is saying something SO funny in their momma's head.

"Nope, I don't hear the train coming, but I may or may not hear a herd of buffalo."

7. My husband is helping me out here, so for this one, he says that I need to put down that I talk in a very "theatrical way." He says that I sound like I am narrating a play when I talk all the time. Maybe I should ask him what that means? Does he like this? He has never mentioned it before? Does it grate on his nerves and he feels like he finally got the chance to tell me? Who knows... I am not going to risk asking him. He will just have to deal with the narrator's voice for the rest of his life, cause I do not think I can change that.

8. I love my coffee. I have teased you all here in the past about me quitting my addiction, but I do not think it is going to happen anytime soon. I have even bought that Teechino stuff and I have not brewed ANY of it. It is supposed to help me break my coffee addiction and it was expensive. It is still sitting on the shelf in my kitchen. I have contemplated brewing some in the evening for a nice warm drink, but I haven't even thought seriously about brewing it in the morning. That is crazy! I stumble into the kitchen and start my coffee making and I have never contemplated brewing Teechino for my morning brew because at that point my body needs only one thing. Caffeine. My body needs it bad. I know my whole house will be happier if I just have my caffeine, SO I just have my caffeine. Ah well. Anyone want a full bag of Teechino?

9. I am Obsessive about things. I am not OCD... I am just obsessive about things. When I get interested in something, I get REALLY interested in something. When I want start learning about something new, I mull it over in my head constantly. I dream about it, I watch information on it. I read about it. I check out books from the Library on it. My friends have to listen to me talk about it constantly. I am sure it is a chore for them, but they must be good friends cause they are still around. My poor friend Kristen has seen me through many of these obsessive times with me. I am sure she was ready to pull her hair out during the WoW faze. I am sorry Kristen. What can I say? My husband was deployed?! I don't know. I am hanging my head in shame. Honest.

K10 and K26 checking out a brand new egg!

When I was going through a Bald Eagle Obsessive time, we were watching the Bald Eagle web cams and reading up on Eagles and we went on a field trip to a Birds of Prey sanctuary and one morning My Girl came in to ask me a question when I was stil mostly asleep. She asked, "Momma, who are Doodle's parents?" I replied in my sleepy stupor, "K10 and K26 of course." Then I stopped and paused and woke up slightly and said, "No, they aren't. K10 and K26 are EAGLES and Doodles is a cat. We don't know Doodles parents." My daughter went away confused. Poor girl.

10. Sometimes I take really, really random pictures.

It is sorta scary,

but you never know when you are going to get a really great shot.

Right? You just never know.



Now, I am supposed to tag 7 people. Are you worried? Oh, come on, this is fun!

Anyone and everyone who reads this blog is tagged. That should be about seven! hehe... Now, all of you, go out and type up ten true things and hit publish on your blog. If you don't have a blog, make one. If nothing else, it is therapeutic and a great way to waste time on the computer!

Funny Kid Post

The Girl was dancing around the livingroom working on her ballet and John commented that it looked like she was doing Karate. The Girl told him she wasn't and I asked her if she knew what Karate was. Her response, "It is when someone tries tearing their shirt off."

Apparently this happened during the Olympics and that is what she got out of Karate.


In the case of the cubs though, they are just going to tear each others fur off.

I maybe six

The Girl greeted me with hugs and kisses and exclamations about how special she is to God because he sent her a rainbow in her room... this morning. Then she noticed that she has gotten a little hole in her pajamas at the knee and says in awe, "I must be growing! I MAY BE NOW SIX!"

This is followed by her wanting me to plan her party... regardless of the fact that her birthday isn't for months. I had to burst another bubble... ah.. the daily disappointer job of being mom begins.

Odd Thing of the Week

You never know what you may see driving down the road.

Socks in a Box, Socks on a Fox

So, I was putting socks on The Girl this morning and first it was, "They are too soft."
I continued regardless cause we had to take Daddy to work. Next she says, "I am allergic to socks."

I couldn't help it, I laughed out loud. I just had to brighten your morning cause I think I may be allergic to socks.

Um... last funny kid post for a bit? I promise?

So, today The Girl was being cranky and whinging about the house and being... well... a touch on the female side! The Boy came in to me and said, "She is being like a Step-Mother!"

I laughed and just looked at him with glee. Can we say Disney saturation?

While I am on the subject, shall I ask why my daughter ALWAYS pretends that she is an orphan? She will show up in my kitchen pretending and say, "Hi, my family is all gone. Can I be part of your family now?"

I think this is somehow related to the Disney thing. I also ALWAYS have to pretend to be the mean lady. You know, like Ariel's Sea Witch, or Cinderella's step mother, or the mean queen in snow white or the evil fairy in Sleeping Beauty. She gets really bothered when I do too good of a job though. I have to tune down my "amazing" acting skills. Once in a while, I get to be Cinderella while she is a little orphan girl that Cinderella ends up adopting, I need to add that she gets very upset when I break character at all. She will stay in character for hours sometimes.

I wonder what Disney is really doing long term to my kids.

Funny Kid Post

So, the other day I was at the base thrift shop and found a twin size duvet and pillow sham that matched the overall color scheme of The Girl's room. It was only $6 and so I bought it with the intent of making a neat roman shade out of it for her bedroom. I got it home and spread it out in her room to hold it up and see how much I would need to change, to make it a shade. She saw it and immediately wanted to "snuggle" it. This is why her nickname is snuggle bug, but she is often called just Bug. I let her snuggle it but told her that it would be made into a curtain for her room. She was dismayed! She wanted this as another blanket for her bed. Now... she has a perfectly nice quilt on her bed. She also has a nice fuzzy yellow throw on her bed and she has a small quilt from my grandmother.

I told her that she couldn't snuggle with it anymore until I washed it. She insisted that I wash it right away and I told her that I would take it right down and put it in the washer. I did just that... and she was pleased.

She snuggled it today... and she wanted it on her bed at bedtime. I was doing her bedtime prayers with her and I let her know that the duvet would be turned into a pretty curtain!

"Won't that be so nice?!"

"No, I want a different curtain."

So, I prayed and then she prays, "God, please make momma not turn my blanket into a curtain, please let her let me have it as a blanket on my bed."

She continued on and I laid there trying not to giggle. Now what do I do?! I may have lost the perfect material for a super cute curtain!

Quick Funny Kid Post

I am going to start doing these silly little posts. They will be fast and they will just be funny things my kids say that I don't want to forget.

This one was my son. He hates handwriting, but his handwriting is really VERY good. So, his assignment for copy work today was writing his address and he was just starting it when to encourage him I told him that one of the other moms at Co-op yesterday had commented on how nice his handwriting was.

His comment was absolutely priceless and the funny part was that he was DEAD serious.

"Did they put it on the news?"

I stifled a giggle fast and said, "Well, no, but they should!"