Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Freckles

Can you see the freckles on his nose?


This is the face I get when I tell him not to laugh.





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Monday, February 20, 2012

Snow Girl

We had a tiny amount of snow last week. It was the good kind. I think the temperature was 31 degrees, so the snow was super sticky and perfect for building a snowman, even though there was not much of it. S she wanted to build a snow girl.

She put the head on, and smoothed it out.



The head fell off!


She added a crown from her dress-up bin.


Ta-da!





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Saturday, February 11, 2012

Axe

Just home from work, walking in with hands full of the day's things, he heard, "Dada, I want us to make me an axe out of wood!" He also wanted to rearrange his room. My boy has a lot of big plans.

It was determined that a wooden axe would take too long, and so a cardboard one was the order of the day.




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Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Just Think

This morning my 8 year old and I were discussing my upcoming birthday. I'll be 34 next week. He said to me, "Before you know it, you'll be 40."

He was thoughtful a moment.

Then he said, "Just think of it Mama, 40 is just 10 less than half a hundred."





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Friday, February 3, 2012

Magic

When my 3 year old daughter wants to cast a spell, she says, "Abracadabra, Mi Mo Fo Fabra! Turn Mama into a cat!" Then she waves her wand at me and I meow. Sometimes she turns me into a dog, or turns herself into a monster.

But it always starts with "Abracadabra, Mi Mo Fo Fabra!"

I love the way kids make up their own words, or put a different spin on something.

When my son was little, he used to cast spells like this: "Abracadabra, Allakazam, turn Mama into a dinosam!" (dinosaur) He'd always make the last word of his spell rhyme with zam. He might say, "Abracadabra, Allakazam, make mama clean my ram!" (room)

Well, one day several years back my dad was visiting. My son got out his wand and waved it around.

"Abracadabra, Allakazam, send Grampy back to Nam!"

Yep. My dad is a Vietnam war veteran.

My dad put his hands over his face and laughed and laughed. In a small voice, trying to speak through laughter, he squeaked out, "But I don't want to go back to Nam."

It's one of those family stories that we still love to laugh about.



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