Thursday, August 6, 2015

PHFR~Just More Funny Things My Little Kiddos Say, Anders' Birthday, and Our Last Summer Shenanigans


I'm two!


They went to interpretive Dance Camp for a week, and came home knowing some pretty great dances! They even taught them to Madeleine. ;)

My Mom and I eating lunch at Bouchon Creperie in Asheville, NC.

Anders, resident talker. He really is talking so much.

Do you want to go to the playground? "Sir!" Do you want to put on your shoes? "Sir!" Can you sit in my lap? "Sir!"

He calls "outside" "outsauce" and when we ask him a question, he often answers, "O-kuh."

If he accidentally makes a mistake, he says, "Sar-wa," which means "Sorry." 

My favorite thing he says right now is his name for our cat, Sneaky. He calls him "Nicka" for "Sneaky."  When he first wakes up in the morning, he says, in this order: "Water?" then "Baba?" and finally, "OH! Nicka?"

He's very loving and as I said before, very very excitable. At Grandma's house, she has a toy fish aquarium that squirts bubbles when you push on a button. Every time my Mom did it, he would watch carefully, then squeal, then run from one side of the room to the other, giggling. Mom and I were lol'ing the whole time. ;)


I think Madeleine is going to be our resident comedian, if Anders isn't.  She is seriously always cracking us up.

The other day while I was preparing some frosted brownies for Anders' birthday, she was sitting on a stool in the kitchen, and Molly came in.
Molly: What are you doing, Madeleine?
Madeleine: I am NOT eating brownies.

Stephen was gone for a week, and Molly said "I miss Daddy," so many times I lost count. I finally said, "Molly, we don't complain... every time you say that, it sounds like you're complaining..." and Madeleine said, not missing a beat as usual, "And everytime you say that, it breaks our hearts."  I told him he has many very serious emotional girls here at home that he left behind.

A college girl was walking her dog by our house, and the dog tried to walk up our sidewalk, and she pulled his leash away.
Madeleine: "That dog must really love people!"

Here are some more Andersisms...

mo’ wunch!

dinder!!!!! upon finding a piece of cinnamon bread right before dinner.

mo’ buttah!

 the morning after he watched Star Wars,

"wa’ sow? bobots? "(Watch show? Robots?)


Frances: {Trying to pester her older sister} Molly! Molly! Molly!

Molly: Frances, you’ll have to be good in Pre-School, or they move your owl down. In Kindergarten, they move your monkey down, and in First Grade… all the way up until 9th grade, they move your clip down. AND they move your clip down in tenth grade…. if there is such a thing.

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So we had a lice scare this week. A good friend of mine came for a playdate at our house. A few hours after she left, she called to let me know that she picked up a book from a friend’s house, and this lady warned her not to come in, that her kids were infected with lice.

So, she got home, and checked her kids, and sure enough they had lice, as well. This discovery took place after a morning at our house.

So right away I checked all of my kids for lice. Just to be on the safe side, we washed their hair with olive oil and tea tree oil. The next morning, their hair was so oily it looked wet.  It was awful. I spent the morning working my hardest to get us looking presentable, and NO LIE- a few minutes after I had gone back inside to retrieve water bottles for our venture for school supplies and lunch, and three out of four rubber bands BROKE as we were driving away in the car. My hair- just for the record- was also greasy, because I washed it with olive oil, too.

I went back in the house to get a real hairband, hoping not to bring a band of hoodlum rugrats with me to the store. And then a few minutes later, my plastic one broke. I gave the only non-plastic rubber band to Molly, whose curly greasy hair looked even worse than mine. It didn’t really help any.

Walking through Target and then eating at Chik-fil-a were two of the more mortifying, humiliating experiences of my life.  People were definitely staring and that sort of thing. It’s not like they never stare at us, anyway…. but it didn’t help that Madeleine decided to pitch a fit at Target because Molly had some spending money and she didn’t.   Then she pitched a fit because the highlighters I allowed her to buy fell on the floor on the way home, and apparently she wanted those more than her lunch.

By the time we got home, I broke the second mug of the day, and the glitter from that morning’s craft was still spilled on the chairs and the floor. I told everyone to go straight to their rooms and get in their own beds for rest time. However, Madeleine and Frances came back downstairs looking for their highlighters. I had Madeleine eat her lunch, gave my girls some dessert, and then cleaned up. I finally basked in the mandatory, rest time that they in turn received after such an eventful and terrible morning.

Here's hoping we *don't* have lice!!!

Adding my link to Like Mother, Like Daughter


MamaBear said...

I love your transcriptions of Anders' words!
What a day! Totally worth it, though, if you can avoid the plague of lice. I hate those little suckers!

Margaret said...

A morning in the life. Hope the olive oil washes out.

Chere Mama said...

Those little kid "SAY CHEESE" smiles get me every time! So funny! Sounds like you all had a great week.

Laura {a spoonful of joy} said...

Your daughter's red checked bathing suit is adorable!
What a perfect spot for lunch with your mom.
Love Anders' words... our two year old is saying new words everyday too and it's so much fun! I try my best to write them all down phonetically like you did but the best is if I can catch it on video of course.