'Buddy' and Me!

'Buddy' and Me!

buddy and me,

what a team...

clowning around,

 he's such a dream.

always so fun,

what a great guy...

makes my kids laugh, 

with such little try.

bringing magic,

 to my little kids faces,

he melts my heart,

 in all the right places.

can't wait to see,

what he does tomorrow,

his funny ideas,

i might have to borrow.

thanks for the fun,

my little red guy,

on the tradition list of 'greats'

your sure to be high.

cheers to you,

 my little friend,

this story is done, 

this is the end!

DeAr ToOtH fAiRy

dear tooth fairy,

i'm 7, and i pulled out my

 7th baby tooth today at grandmas.

please bring me some money,

because i am so good.

but leave me my tooth.

the end!

ko loves to illustrate

the happenings of his life

through pictures and 

drawings. this 'good boy'

always includes his mom somewhere 

on the page.

 

(secret note left under pillow for tooth fairy)

GhoSt Of E

AcDc DaNcE PaRtaY

sprout two loves to dance.

this was not coreographed, 

nor rehersed.

this baby of mine has 

 spontaneity, and fun

every day, 

demonstrated in 

this impromtu 

dance.

SkeLeToNs On ThE LoOsE

sprouts on too much ipod

WorD tO yOuR mOm...

when the sprouts

start to put out a little 

too much sas...

it's time to 

dish it out

right back in 

return.

word to your mom...

HaRrY PoTteR pUpPeT's RaMbLiNgS

e 

putting on an early morning

reenactment of

'harry potter puppet pals, 

and the

mysterious ticking noise'.

ToiLeT PaPeR

tonight i innocently went to the bathroom, (my bathroom) that ko is constantly taking over. and i went to get some toilet paper to discover that there wasn't any there. (of course, ko uses a roll every time he goes)

so it's only us three, me and the boys at home, as always, which present a problem. i opened the door and yelled for ko for almost 5 minutes before he answered me with a "what". i told him i needed some toilet paper. 5 more minutes and i have to ask him again. i hear him go to the closet where the rolls are suppose to be and i remembered that i didn't stock the closet yet, and the rolls were out in the garage.

i told him to get me some out of his bathroom. another 5 minutes go by and i hear the t.v. turn on in the other room. GOOD LAND! CAN HE JUST GET ME SOME TOILET PAPER!

"COLE!!!!!"

"what?"

GET ME SOME TOILET PAPER......................NOW!...................please.

so he finally bounds into my room and throws about a square and a half in the doorway. he was laughing, and even though i was really mad i was laughing so hard i started to cry, and told him if he didn't get me more toilet paper he was going in a time out.

I GoTtA gO pOTtY

what is worse than your kids not being pottery trained?

when they are and everywhere you go they are saying, "mom, i have to go potty!" and you have to drop everything your doing to seek one out. if you are driving you have to think about where you could stop to take them so there are no accidents. if you are in the store you have to go find one, and abandon your shopping cart.

so what is worse than them being potty trained and having to make emergency bathroom trips?

today i found out.

costco, shopping, i have to go pee, and can not wait until we get home. abandon cart? yes. what is worse? taking both of my boys into the girls bathroom into a teeny, tiny stall with me so they don't run away or get kidnapped trying to keep them from laying on the floor sticking their heads out the front of the stall to talk to people or to the sides to shock the woman peeing next door.......ko asking me if i have "ouchie poo poo's" really loud (since i am a girl and have to sit down, which is the only reason he sits on the potty), also did i forget to mention trying to wipe and get my pants up before they unlock and open the door? nice!

i'm not sure but i think that in addition to all this craziness e might have been licking the shiny cement floor.

i would rather die than go potty when we are away from home again!

ChUrcH

yesterday after church i picked up ko from his class.

he looked unhappy.

i asked him what was wrong. he said he lost the purple paper. 

he folded his arms across his chest and scowled, and a hummmp! came out of him.

i wanted to laugh but instead acted concerned.

i pursued him to tell me why he was upset.

he said, "i am bery mean!"

i said, "don't you mean mad?"
 

"no", he said, "i am MEAN!"

people in the hall were chuckling as we walked towards the door. when we got in the car he proceeded to tell me how "mean" he was and that he was "angry" (at least he used that appropriately), and when i told him that i didn't want him to be angry and that i loved him, he told me that i didn't love him. he was trying so hard to be upset and oppositional. by the time we got to the second stop light he was happy again, showing me his "smiley face".

e's new way of expressing himself these days is to say "mine!", which he did his fair share during sacrament meeting as he took all of ko's books and toys.

WaShInG tRoUbLes

washing machine + pull up = always, always check pockets, and inside of pajama bottoms.

FisHinG

don't you love it when you called to the bathroom unexpectedly?........

and when you get there, a half naked boy is there pointing inside the toilet.....

and when you look inside there is not only number 1, and number 2, but also your son's favorite toy car.............

is this really a part of my job requirement?

thank goodness for whoever invented dishwashers.........and anti-bacterial soap.........

PotTy TiMe

apologies in advance

there is a routine before bedtime.

 bath, jammies, chocolate milk, read a story, and brush teeth. 

the very last thing is go potty to avoid accidents. 

 ko lately has 'pretended' to go potty.

he shuts the door and plays around with the sink and flushes the toilet 16 times.

so i usually check on him. i was in the kitchen making cupcakes before i decided it was time to check on him.......of coarse he was messing around.

  i decided to stay in the door way and watch him go potty like they do in prison. he's sits on the potty for a long time before i tell him he's done, to flush the toilet, and wash his hands.


him: no i'm not, done.
me: yes you are, hurry up.
him: no mom, there is a poop in my bum.
me: oh....okay.
him: it's a big poop.me: oh really (tmi)
him: ya, it's a giant.........it's going to "break" the house...haha ha ha ha
me: (laughing hysterically.............."where does he get this stuff")


as he flushes the toilet he sends his "giant poop" off with sound effect.

BOYS!

ReAd mE a BeDtiMe StOrY

our favorite book as late,

'if i obey, i'll be happy all day.'

ko loves to read stories in momma's

bed before night time.

these sweet moments 

are ones i won't

soon forget.