I think it’s been a little while since I’ve had a funny kids post. And I’ve had little of significance to write about for the last several days, so I thought I’d write about significant little things. Which, you know, is pretty much the biggest story of my life these days: trying to savor all the little, teeny-tiny, mundane things beautiful life with beautiful little children brings in abundance. Knowing that this stage of life will be gone in a flash, I want to try to not get bogged down in the frustrating junk, the relentless cycle of dirty-clean-dirty-clean, wash-brush-dress-eat-play-eat-play-eat-undress-brush-wash, just-keep-swimming, that is the other big story of my life these days.
So. A moment to pause. And chuckle at my silly kids.
Heard in the kitchen last week: A fly was buzzing around the kitchen, in fact, there were lots of flies buzzing around last week, not sure why, but there we were in the kitchen with a buzzing fly. Hannah says, “Shoo, fly! Shoo!! Shoo!!! . . . I have a shoe!” (scurries over to her cubby and pulls out a bejeweled flip-flop, raises it in attack) “Shoe, fly!! Shoe!” I confess I did stop her from squashing the fly with her shoe on my counter. But I did it with a straight and understanding face.
Heard at the breakfast table this morning: Ruth was eating pancakes (pay-pates) with syrup (see-up). “I put mine finger in mine nose! I put mine finger in mine nose!” (lighthearted response)”Oh, yucky, Ruth. Don’t put your finger up your nose. Yuck.” . . . . minutes pass . . . . (very excited pronouncement) “I hat see-up in mine nose!” “You have syrup in you nose?!” ::sneeze:: “Yeeaah!” ::sneeze:: ::giggle giggle:: Maybe it’s just because I’m her mom, but this one cracked me up.
