Ethanisms For Today

So I had two conversations with Ethan today that I had to relate.

One happened in the car, out of the blue.

Here's how it went.

Ethan: "Mom, I know I'm getting older."
Me: "Really? How do you know that?"
Ethan: "Because my body told me."
Me: "Your body told you?"
Ethan: "Yes, I think my body hates me."
Me: "Hates you? Um...I don't think so."
Ethan: "Yeah. I'm getting older."

?!

The next was also out of the blue.

Ethan: "Mom, how does Heavenly Father send the babies down?"
Me: "Send the babies down?"
Ethan: "Yeah, to the ground. When they are born."
Me: "Well, I am not sure. When we are born, we forget what happened before we are born, so I am not sure."
Ethan: "Well, I know how He sends them down."
Me: "Oh yeah? How?"
Ethan: "A Heaven Train."
Me: "A Heaven Train? And how does that work?"
Ethan: "Well it's a big long train with no caboose. It has long cars, lots of cars. And all the babies are in the cars. That's all."
Me: "Well! Okay." (Speechless!)

I love love love talking to this child.

SciQuest Away!

We took a trip the first weekend in February to Huntsville, AL to see Ian's parents.

While we were there, we went to SciQuest , which is a science center for kids. SO fun!!

Here are some videos of our good time. :)

Playing with magnetic sand

Making bubbles!

And making music!

Mama Confessions 1

I feel a need to confess a few things.

Be forewarned that I might have to revisit my confessions in a future post.

Also ... these are not for the faint of heart.

;)

1. I don't like fruit snacks or cereal bars, yet I feed them to my children.
2. I sometimes order myself a Happy Meal.
3. When there are bits of the boys' meals leftover, they often find their way into my mouth.
4. Oreos are my downfall.
5. I could watch 'Imagination Movers' of my own accord. Same with listening to their 'Juice Box Heroes' album.
6. Roo often has a messy face.
7. There are days I look forward to the Boys' bedtime like nothing else.
8. I have purchased cereal based solely on the toy inside. And not at the suggestion of the boys.
9. I don't dust. My mom taught me better by far, but I just never find it in me to actually DO it.
10. I watch my children sleep and say thank you prayers for them.

Rites of Passage

Before I launch into my post I've been thinking about, here are a couple fun pics of my loves.

My handsome men. :) Lucky me to be surrounded by such guys!

Lookit that happy grin! I love to bring it out in him. Luckily it comes out easily! :)

My silly Roo! He found these 'glasses' and had to put them on.

Who knows what he's thinking...but I love his sweet face!

Okay...here's what I have been pondering.

Tiny has been sick for a couple of days. I felt SO badly for him...babies shouldn't be allowed to get tummy viruses. But I realized that there are certain Rites of Passage of Parenthood, good and bad, that most (if not all) parents go through.

Unfortunately I went through two in the past couple of days: literally walking the floor with a crying baby, and seeing my little 4 month old puke his guts out. *sniffle* That made me think of other Rites of Passage that I (and Ian) have gone through. Here's what I thought of:

1. Going to Chuck E Cheese on a Saturday night.
2. Flying with an infant/toddler alone.
3. Flying with and infant AND toddler alone.

4. Seeing your child truly terrified (see Ethan's pictures here from the roller coaster).

5. Reading and reading and reading and reading the saaaame book over and over to your kids.

6. Buying a new car to accomodate your growing family.

7. Having a child puke in said car. While you're driving.

Those are the only ones my (tired) brain can think of right now. I am sure there are more. What do you think?

The main thing I know is that they are all worth it.

And now...to see if I can get some rest time in. My legs are tired from that walking.

Loves of My Life

Here, again for your viewing pleasure, are 3 of the loves of my life being filmed by the 4th.

Quest of the ... Month? And a Thanks!

So I have VERY little cabinet space in my new house. I neeeeed something more. I want something similar to this

...only not quite so utilitarian and boring. And of course, it can't be expensive.

Expensive being defined as over $150.

Any ideas?

While I feed Tiny, I love to read. (if the other ruggers let me) Lately I have been fueling my 'Twilight' obsession by reading a book given to me by my sister Liss and brother-in-law Matt for Christmas.

It's the 'Twilight Movie Companion.' Yep. I'm a geek. And I love it. THANK YOU, Liss and Matt. :)

Ties No More

Why is it that people assume some women are pregger?

I personally don't think I look pregnant. And I'm not writing this post so people will tell me the same thing.

What I'm complaining about is like I said above...assumptions.

Let me 'splain:

On Sunday I wore one of my favorite shirts to church. Before church I thought (and told Ian) that I should cut the ties off of it, as they serve no purpose and make it look like a maternity shirt. But I didn't.

I met a couple of new people at church, and one of the ladies I met asked about my kids. I told her I had three boys. Roo was with me and Ethan was nearby. Isaac was with Ian across the room.

Conversation went like this:

"Yes, I have three boys. Lucas here is 2, and Ethan right there is 4."

"Oh and the one on the way is another boy?"

"No, my youngest is 3 months old and is with my husband over there." And I pointed to Ian, as I mentally made a note to buy some Spanx ASAP.

"Ohhh...he's only 3 months old." As she glances at my tummy and says it in a voice of comprehension.

Like I said...why assume? Sure, I'm not in perfect shape, but honestly? I would never act like I knew someone was pregnant unless they told me.

Even if they're wearing what might be a maternity shirt, or not. Even if it's blatantly obvious. You know what they say about assuming.

So someone pass me the scissors. And a Nutty Bar.