I would like to preface this by saying how much I hate watching ads before I journal. I am probably going to abandon my LJ in favor of my blog officially. Eventually ( Read more... )

After a vigorous grocery shopping trip today, I parked the children in front of a Veggie Tales Christmas video while I worked around the house. I walked past the living room just in time to hear Bob the Tomato say something about playing "Mousetrap." My little Doodimus cracked up laughing histerically. I couldn't fathom what a three year old ( Read more... )

Doobie turned three years old two days after Jake's birthday.  I'm only now getting to his "all about Doobie" notes because, evidently, I don't love him ( Read more... )

A moment ago, I grabbed my baby by the hand and together we walked to the bathroom to begin our daily potty training lessons.  When we walked in, there was Munchkee already on the potty, showing off her skills.  When she finished she handed her used toilet paper to Doobie so he could throw it in.



I somehow managed to ( Read more... )

I was recently at the store with Munchkee and I was explaining to her why we couldn't park in the open spot next to the door because it was a handicap spot.  Today we were walking through the parking lot at the store and she pointed to a car and said, "that car is in the mightycap spot!"

This morning my Doodimus asked me for some "breakthist."

Today ( Read more... )

"How did you give yourself a milk mustache with a sippy cup?" - Daddy ( Read more... )

My kids are playing "camping" in the playroom.  I'm around the corner in my office listening intently.  I'm going to take a moment and record their conversation verbatim as it plays out ( Read more... )

My kids are dying to get out of the house.  Unfortunately zub zero temperatures for the past few weeks have kept us closely confined.  But that hasn't stopped them from asking to go out and play.  Even Doodimus is starting to beg.

"Ma ma ma ma Mommy?"

(He stutters)

Then he held a tiny little snow boot out to me and asked, "Can we go out wif our

First of all, I remembered trash day today!  WOOT!

Moving on...

Doodimus showed up at my bedside this morning demanding milk.  Like any good mother I told my two year old to go the refrigerator and get his own.  It is a common demand and a common response in our house.  Which is why there are three milk filled sippy cups lined up in a row on the ( Read more... )

My two year old son, Doodimus watched me toss out the remainder of a bag of broccoli that was less than fresh.  He peered into the trash can and then peered up at me.

"Why you fow da boloccoli in da dash?"

"Because it's yuck."

"Dat boloccoli is yuck?"

"Yup"

"Oh, das yuck."