Sunday, December 04, 2005
Who needs healthy food when you've got junk?
Today while we were eating lunch, the boys were complaining, as usual, about what we were forcing them to eat--sloppy joes and tator tots (terrible, I know.) Anyway I tried to convince them to eat by saying, "I want big strong healthy stripling warrior boys not whimpy little sick boys." (I thought it might work since we just read about the Stripling Warriors in the Book of Mormon and we all know how cool they are.) Then I added, "So you gotta eat healthy food and all you've been eating lately is junk!"
Noah asked, "Mommy what's junk?" I'm sure he was thinking about our recent visit to the garbage museum and was certain he hadn't eaten any junk lately.
I started listing off all the junk they'd been eating--popcorn, candy, donuts, brownie sundaes. . . . to which Denver, who was sitting close by, replied, "Mmmmmmmmm, that sounds good!"
Christmas Bowling
Decorating for Christmas this year has been a very long and difficult process. It's not that anything has changed that much from last year but it's hard to carry large boxes of decorations up and down the stairs when you have a baby in tow and help three kids hang ornaments when you have a baby in tow and even think about Christmas decorating when you have a mountain of laundry growing in the basement and a baby who hasn't had a bath in days because the kitchen sink is full of dirty dishes. Anyway, slowly but surely we've been pulling decorations out of the boxes and trying to make our humble abode look festive. One of the things the boys keep asking for are "Christmas toys." I haven't quite figured out what they are looking for but Denver has been content to play with the nativity sets I've found. A few days ago he ran excitedly into the family room exclaiming something about "Christmas Bowling" and that I needed to come quick and see. So, as soon as Caleb was done gulping down his breakfast, I hurried into the piano room to see what Denver was all excited about. There, on the floor he had carefully set up all of the nativity figurines, both from (Great) Grandma Stout's nativity and the chunky people from our Fisher Price set. And clenched in his little fist was a Christmas Ball from our christmas tree. The object of the game: knock down the the nativity figurines with the christmas ornament. He was so thrilled with his idea I couldn't help but join in. Only I had to make a few adjustments since I felt a little sacreligious throwing balls at baby Jesus and Mary. So, we put Great Grandma's Nativity set away. Then we put the chunky baby Jesus on the top of the Fisher Price stable and agreed that when we knocked down all ten of the other figures we would hit baby Jesus and turn on the music. Then, instead of using the Christmas ornament--which wasn't rolling very well or big enough to knock down anything--we used a tube of desitin cream (which just happpened to be lying on the floor close by) for the bowling ball. It actually ended up being quite fun and Denver was thrilled with his new take on bowling.
Yes. . . Even Heavenly Father Cancels Church. . . Sometimes
This morning we woke up to snow. There was about an inch on the ground and it was still falling. For some reason, that made the boys think church might be cancelled. I still insisted that they have a bath and get dressed for church and eat breakfast until we heard otherwise--because I was certain church wasn't going to be cancelled. So we sat down for breakfast and Hunter said prayer, during which he asked for church to be cancelled.
My response: "Ummmmm. . . Hunter do you really think Heavenly Father is going to cancel church? I think you are praying to the wrong man for that one."
Within five minutes of my comment, we received a phone call informing us that we only had Sacrament meeting today. I guess I was wrong and Hunter was thrilled.
Three Way Screwdriver
Noah was dying of thirst this afternoon. We were right in the middle of reading "The Lion The Witch and The Wardrobe" so I told Noah to wait just a few more minutes and then I would get him a drink. After a few more minutes, he got tired of waiting and decided to make his own drink. So, he ran into the kitchen and poured himself a combination of crystal light, apple cranberry juice cocktail and grape soda. When I asked him what he was doing (because I could see he was up to something and it looked messy), he said, "I'm making a three way screwdriver." Then he tasted it and smiled really big and said, "Mmmmmm! It tastes like candy!"
posted by Shana # 4:32 PM 
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