March 17th, 2009
VeggieTales are the new obsession for my kids. We watch them over and over and over… If you don’t believe me, just hang out with Ryan for a little while. He’s likely to either sing you a song from one of the shows, or recite the dialogue – with his dad.
Tonight we were watching one we’d never seen, called “An Easter Carol.” It teaches the story of Easter (though oddly it never mentions Jesus’s name). Near the end of the story, Ryan says out loud – to no one in particular – “I love Jesus.”
Yeah, okay, I got teary.
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March 16th, 2009
We’re busy here at the zoo being sick in turns. Last week was Ryan’s turn, and this week it’s Alyssa’s turn. Michelle is convinced that next week it’s her turn. All I want is to be able to sleep for more than four hours without having to clean up the infirmary.
But this post isn’t about being sick. It’s about being adorable.
Two nights ago, I picked up dinner for Michelle after I’d taken the little ones to “the playroom pizza store.” As she was unpacking it onto the table, Ryan gets a shocked look on his face and says “Mommy! You have to put it on a table!”
We were sort of confused, because that’s exactly what she was doing. We figured that he meant she should eat at the kitchen table, so we explained that the coffee table is a table too, and it’s okay to eat there sometimes.
Ryan listens to all of this patiently before breaking out one of his “God, my parents are thick” expressions. “No, mommy. You have to use a table. I’ll get one for you.” And he scampers off into the kitchen.
So, there’s no doubt in my mind that he’s going to try to drag the kitchen table into the living room, so I follow him into the kitchen. I figure, if I can’t talk him out of it, at least I could help him with it.
But it turns out he’s actually in the cabinet by the fridge, where we keep the cookie sheets and TV trays. He’s pulling on one of the big wooden ones with handles. I’d forgotten we even had them because we so rarely use them, but the kids always have the cabinet open because they can bang it against the fridge, so I guess they see it a lot more than we do.
A portable table. Who knew?
The cuteness was short-lived, however, as we barely had time to get the table into the living room before Alyssa threw up on it.
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March 8th, 2009
Yesterday I decided to treat myself to a new nail polish – Boucle Berry. It’s a purple-y mauve and looked really nice. I never paint my fingernails, just my toenails, and with springtime nearly being here I thought it would be great to have fun toenails again.
Alyssa was watching me paint my nails, and of course, we had a girly moment and painted her toenails too. When we were done, I put the nail polish on the counter next to the sink in our master bathroom.
Today I was downstairs working while the kids were taking a nap. Stephen was outside washing the dogs, and asked me to get a towel for him. On my way back with the towel I peeked in on Ryan, who was sound asleep. I peeked in on Alyssa as well, and found an empty bed!
I started hunting through the house, and finally found her in our master bathroom. She’d opened the nail polish, and had painted her toes purple. Then she’d emptied the entire contents of the polish in a gigantic circle on our carpet.
I stared at her in horror for a minute, and then just turned and walked out. Emergencies really aren’t my thing, as my brain usually melts into oatmeal and I panic. True to form, I went straight outside to Stephen and said, “Oh my God, you’ve got to see our bathroom.” I followed him upstairs.
When I got up there, I found Alyssa standing in our bathtub, with Stephen trying to find something in the closet to work on the giant purple stain. I waved him off. We are now doomed with a stain that can’t be fixed.
I’d been toying with the idea of putting ceramic tile in our bathroom one of these days (far down the road). Looks like today is the day.
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