We've All Been There

Moms and dads, don't you hate it when your words come back to haunt you?

Corrine:  Mom, I need more milk.
Mom:  What do you say?
Corrine:  Can I have more milk, please?
Mom:  Good job. Bring me your cup.
Corrine:  You're supposed to say,  "Bring me your cup, please."

In a few short weeks three-year-old Corrine will start preschool.  I think she's ready!

Spell it!

Mom and three-year-old Corrine had a mini spelling lesson today.

Mom:     "Corrine, "How do you spell your name?
Corrine:  "C-O-R-R-I-N-E. Now my turn."
Mom:     "Okay."
Corrine:  "How do you spell mountain goat?"
 

Where Moms Rate

Two-year-old Maddie was sitting on  Mommy's lap giving hugs and being silly. 
Mommy: I love Maddie!
Maddie: I love cupcake!!

Futre IDOL contestant?

A mommy wonders.......

Maybe we are watching too much American Idol???

Last night two-year-old Addie said to her momma, " I play bouncy ball.  You play coupons."  She knows what Momma likes!

Another cute tidbit from three-year-old Davey.

Davey: "Mom, did you know that God made us special?"
Mom: "You're right Davey! He sure did!
Davey: "Yah, he made all those other people plain."

Who Knows?

Today our little two-year-old friend, who shall remain nameless, came over to play. He got a little excited at one point and started hitting my nine year old with a pretend microphone he was playing with. Eventually, she took it away from him and put it away. About 15 minutes later he wandered in to see me.

In an innocent voice he walked up to me and said, "Hey, where is that thing." "Well," I said, "Were you hitting with it?" SILENCE. "Did you hit someone with it?" SILENCE. Holding back a smile I tried one more time: "What were you doing with it?" With an extremely indignant look on his face he replied in a crisp, offended tone, "I. Do. Not. Know."

Future politician?

MESSY!

We're going on day 7 of spring break. I vowed to concentrate this year on spending spring break focusing on the kids more and spring cleaning less. I think we've made lots of good memories together over break, but it all comes at a cost. Two-year-old Max walked down into my basement this morning, surveyed the resulting chaos and said, "What's up with this mess?"

AIDEN FLASHBACK

Aiden has been in touch with his emotions since he was a little guy. Aiden's mom and I were power walking today, and she reminded me of this story. Thought I would share, because let's face it...we all love Aiden stories.

Aiden's big sister Kate is older by 20 months. When Aiden was about 2 1/2 Mom walked in on Kate and Aiden. He was sobbing, sobbing, sobbing. She scooped him up in her arms and asked, "What's hurt, Aiden?" He responded through the sobs, "My feelings!"

AMAZING TALENT

A huge chunk of our family showed up to celebrate Jerilyn at her SENIOR NIGHT. Accompaning our niece Erin was three-year-old Jaiden. While we waited in the stands Jaiden took it upon herself to entertain us. This, I am sure, was her most amazing talent.

Jaiden: Watch! I can sing the ABC's with my eyes closed. (Song completed in its entirety with eyes closed)

Jaiden: (Huge smile of accomplishment.)

WE ARE FAMILY

Remember Julia from last week? My three-year-old lunch date.
Lately, Julia has been becoming aware of the fact that she is a member of a family and eveyone has a different role to play. She enjoys saying, "We're the Thomae's". While I'm not sure Mom enjoys the role Julia has picked out for her, this cracks me up! And sadly...it is so true! Little kids always call it like they see it. I love that about them!

This morning Mom was helping Julia after she used the bathroom. Julia said, "We're the Thomaes. I'm the Dr. Thomae. (She wants to be a doctor, because she is in love with her pediatrician.) Daddy is the fixing Thomae. Lauren is the toy Thomae. And... Isaac is the tape Thomae. (He is obsessed with tape. You may remember the story about the jammies duct taped to the wall..). Mommy, you're the cleaning up potty Thomae". Ummm - okay

Personally, I think Mommy should be the baking Thomae. If you ever have the privilege to taste her apple pie or chocolate chip cookies, you will agree!

HEAVENSENT

My adult nieces, Erin and Britt, recently lost their grandma. Erin's best friend has an adorable 4 year old daughter--Jayden-- that spends a lot of time with her. So, naturally Jayden was feeling Erin's loss. While saying her prayers, Jayden asked God to please throw Erin's grandmother back down from heaven. SWEET!

IT'S A GOD THING

Another Julia story: Julia and her family were sitting around the kitchen table discussing Julia's very pink tongue. Mommy wondered what made it pink -- maybe the Pez candy? Other suggestions were also given until Julia indignantly stated "God made my tongue pink!"

WHAT A COINCIDENCE

Deanna has two beautiful three-year-old twin girls. They embarked on their first year of pre-k this year. Deanna recently shared this story with me, and I knew immediately it was blog worthy.

So, Thursday at school, the letter of the day was M. Abby says, "It's M for you Mommy!" Then, she says, "Hey, Mom. Noah's mom spells her name M-O-M, too." What a coincidence!

Isn't three just an amazing age full of discovery!

IT'S TUESDAY

Three-year-old Davey just started pre-k in January. He is a brand new three. He came home from school on Tuesday SO EXCITED to tell his mom," It's not January anymore. " She confirmed and said, "You're right, Davey. Do you know what it is? Davey's reply, "Tuesday!"

I'M YOUR SUNSHINE

Last night after listening to country music, my little 3-yr-old friend Davey told his mom: "Mom, I'm the sunshine in your hair." So....We now know the secret to that gorgeous "shampoo commercial hair".

Earlier in the day Mom caught Davey praying and he was saying (all on his own) "God bwess Bwitty, and God bwess Mommy, and God bwess Daddy. and God bwess Kevin and God bwess Emma." Is there anything sweeter?

PUT YOUR CLOTHES ON

Let me tell you about my little handsome 3-year-old friend Davey. He definitely has an aversion to nudity and hates being naked. He hates it when anyone is naked...he shields his eyes and says "put your clothes on!"

The other day he told his mom: "Mommy you pwetty."
Then, he paused and decided to specify what he meant. "You pwetty with your clothes on. You not pwetty with your clothes off!"

Mom could have been pretty insulted, but she chose to laugh!