I always wear long skirts, but my girls have pants and they prefer them. There are some occasions when they aren't allowed to wear pants.
Honey: Can I wear pants today?
Me: Do you have clean pants?
Honey: I can't find any.
Me: You can't wear dirty pants, so if you don't have clean pants, then I guess you can't wear pants. It's not my fault you don't have clean pants if you took them all off the wrong way with the underwear stuck on them, and you won't turn them right side out so I can wash them.
Honey goes off pouting.
A few minutes later, I hear her walking down the hall crying and hollering.
Honey: I'm NOT wearing a dress today, so if I can't wear pants, I guess I can't wear ANYTHING today. Waaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!
I considered saying "You'll probably get pretty cold if you don't wear anything." But I decided instead to pretend I didn't hear her. A little while later, I told her "You're still in your pajamas?!! You better go get dressed in a hurry!" and she did.
Monday, November 11, 2019
Tuesday, October 15, 2019
One Dollar Breakfast
I haven't felt very well this morning, so I've been dragging. But don't worry. Sissy has been doing it all. She got dressed and did her chores. Then she fixed her own hair beautifully. Next, I heard Punkin screaming, while Sissy calmly repeated "I've already started, Punkin, I'm going to finish. Punkin, I've already started and I'm going to finish." She was trying to fix Punkin's hair. I finally intervened "Oh, just leave her alone!". Then she was chasing down Honey to fix her hair, which she finally accomplished after a mini-battle.
Finally, while I was tiredly nursing the baby, she came to me with a notebook and pen, and said "If you want to eat any of the breakfast I am going to make, you will need to pay me one dollar."
"What are you making?" I asked, quite interested to know, since we are very low on groceries at the moment.
"I'm not sure yet."
"Well, there aren't many choices, because we don't have many groceries."
Anyway. She ended up making a peach smoothie with some frozen peaches, a bit of sugar, and some milk.
Immediately afterwards, Honey came in, distraught. "Mama! She says I have to give her a dollar!"
"Don't worry, I'll pay for you." We went and got a dollar out of my wallet, which I gave to Honey, and she gave to Sissy.
A few minutes later, they were looking for a pen. It seems that Sissy needed to write down how much money she'd made.
Now she's four dollars the richer, and I think I'm going to encourage her to spend a few dollars on something nice for the family soon.
By the way, just in case any of you were wondering: I don't charge my kids for breakfast.
Finally, while I was tiredly nursing the baby, she came to me with a notebook and pen, and said "If you want to eat any of the breakfast I am going to make, you will need to pay me one dollar."
"What are you making?" I asked, quite interested to know, since we are very low on groceries at the moment.
"I'm not sure yet."
"Well, there aren't many choices, because we don't have many groceries."
Anyway. She ended up making a peach smoothie with some frozen peaches, a bit of sugar, and some milk.
Immediately afterwards, Honey came in, distraught. "Mama! She says I have to give her a dollar!"
"Don't worry, I'll pay for you." We went and got a dollar out of my wallet, which I gave to Honey, and she gave to Sissy.
A few minutes later, they were looking for a pen. It seems that Sissy needed to write down how much money she'd made.
Now she's four dollars the richer, and I think I'm going to encourage her to spend a few dollars on something nice for the family soon.
By the way, just in case any of you were wondering: I don't charge my kids for breakfast.
Friday, October 4, 2019
Day 3
Potty training Punkin.
Day One: She learned that she could delay bedtime by saying she needed to go potty. Over. And over. And over.
Day Two: She learned that if she squeezed out a few drops every 10 minutes or so, she could earn LOTS of jellybeans!
Day Three: We switched to underwear, which have remained dry since we put them on at 7:30 this morning (so nearly 5 hours). She's gone potty some, but I've been rewarding dry undies instead of potty in the chair, so she's not spending all her time running over to push out a little dribble. But no accidents! So cool!
I'm still prepared for her to lose interest, and if so, we'll just switch back to pullups. I don't like to do so, but it's just not worth putting our family through misery if undies aren't remaining successful.
Day One: She learned that she could delay bedtime by saying she needed to go potty. Over. And over. And over.
Day Two: She learned that if she squeezed out a few drops every 10 minutes or so, she could earn LOTS of jellybeans!
Day Three: We switched to underwear, which have remained dry since we put them on at 7:30 this morning (so nearly 5 hours). She's gone potty some, but I've been rewarding dry undies instead of potty in the chair, so she's not spending all her time running over to push out a little dribble. But no accidents! So cool!
I'm still prepared for her to lose interest, and if so, we'll just switch back to pullups. I don't like to do so, but it's just not worth putting our family through misery if undies aren't remaining successful.
Wednesday, October 2, 2019
Tuesday, October 1, 2019
Wa-wa
Punkin says "Wa-wa" for "water".
Today, heading home from Piano Lessons, I was singing.
...And if you'll drink this water,
You'll never thirst again!
There is a river
That flows from God above.
There is a fountain
That's filled with His great love.
Come to this water;
There is a vast supply.
There is a river
That never shall run dry.
As I finished, I could hear Punkin in the back seat singing with all her little heart
Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-wa!
Today, heading home from Piano Lessons, I was singing.
...And if you'll drink this water,
You'll never thirst again!
There is a river
That flows from God above.
There is a fountain
That's filled with His great love.
Come to this water;
There is a vast supply.
There is a river
That never shall run dry.
As I finished, I could hear Punkin in the back seat singing with all her little heart
Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-wa!
Thursday, September 26, 2019
A Quick Recap of September 2019
This has been a busy month and it's not quite over yet!
We drove 1200 miles and spent most of a week camping, hiking, and spreading ashes with my family for Dad's memorial. Then we made the long journey back home.
We tried to recuperate for a couple days, but also had to do the kids' beginning-of-year reading tests, pick up some curriculum that had finally arrived (4 weeks after ordering) and attend the quilting meeting and piano lessons. My sister and her husband got back about a day and a half after us, and she also had to take a couple days to try to recuperate. She has made that 1200 mile trip a couple of times lately, having moved here very recently before the memorial took place.
After a few days had passed, she and I canned peaches together over the course of a couple different days, and with many of the peaches being on the verge of starting to go bad. That was a big job in itself!
And before we were quite finished, my Mother-in-law, sister-in-law, and sister-in-law's-boyfriend arrived after an 1100 mile journey. The boyfriend spent the week at somebody else's house - the reason he'd come out was to hunt anyway, so he was out in the mountains most of the time. My sister-in-law spent a few days with us and a few days with her best friend, who also lives in this area. My mother-in-law spent basically the whole week with us.
During that week, we also got started on school. A bit of a juggling act since I didn't want to waste a bit of the time we had with my MIL, but also a necessity to accomplish. At the end of the week, I looked at our accomplishments and was pleasantly surprised by all we were able to accomplish in spite of that!
This week, we've had to run here and there every day so far, although yesterday's running about wasn't until my Man got home and we went to a viewing. After we got home, I just wanted to go straight to bed, but instead I pushed everyone through baths and hair-washing, sent them to bed, and after feeding/coddling/lulling the baby to sleep, at LAST I took a bath myself and then headed for bed.
This morning, I amazed myself by having chores, breakfast, etc. all accomplished AS WELL as a little of our school, a load of laundry, and popping a load of dishes into my recently acquired and much-loved dishwasher, after which we left for this morning's funeral early enough to stop and pick up the sympathy card I'd previously forgotten to purchase. I did not attend the graveside or potluck dinner afterward, as I had a previously scheduled appointment with the HQC from the Charter School. After she left, having informed me that I had more curriculum ready, the kids & I headed up to the campus once more and got our books. We came home, I took note of this batch of 18 books (I have a list on which I'm keeping track of everything ordered and what is not here yet).
Then the kids had their (required) pleasure reading and piano practice (they alternate who is doing which, since both subjects take about the same length of time), and then I got dinner in the oven because it takes 2 hours to cook, and then I sat down with a (large) cup of coffee and the computer, and have been cold-heartedly ignoring the sad baby (she is falling asleep and hates that) while I write and try to imagine myself staying awake in church tonight.
Tomorrow I have the leave the house once again to do some banking, plus hoping to spend a bit of time with my sister, then Saturday my Man has plans, then Sunday is Potluck after Church. Monday will begin another week of school (and hopefully not much else!), and end an extremely busy month!
I hope October is a little calmer. I intend to heavily prioritize sleep once we get through this weekend.
We drove 1200 miles and spent most of a week camping, hiking, and spreading ashes with my family for Dad's memorial. Then we made the long journey back home.
We tried to recuperate for a couple days, but also had to do the kids' beginning-of-year reading tests, pick up some curriculum that had finally arrived (4 weeks after ordering) and attend the quilting meeting and piano lessons. My sister and her husband got back about a day and a half after us, and she also had to take a couple days to try to recuperate. She has made that 1200 mile trip a couple of times lately, having moved here very recently before the memorial took place.
After a few days had passed, she and I canned peaches together over the course of a couple different days, and with many of the peaches being on the verge of starting to go bad. That was a big job in itself!
And before we were quite finished, my Mother-in-law, sister-in-law, and sister-in-law's-boyfriend arrived after an 1100 mile journey. The boyfriend spent the week at somebody else's house - the reason he'd come out was to hunt anyway, so he was out in the mountains most of the time. My sister-in-law spent a few days with us and a few days with her best friend, who also lives in this area. My mother-in-law spent basically the whole week with us.
During that week, we also got started on school. A bit of a juggling act since I didn't want to waste a bit of the time we had with my MIL, but also a necessity to accomplish. At the end of the week, I looked at our accomplishments and was pleasantly surprised by all we were able to accomplish in spite of that!
This week, we've had to run here and there every day so far, although yesterday's running about wasn't until my Man got home and we went to a viewing. After we got home, I just wanted to go straight to bed, but instead I pushed everyone through baths and hair-washing, sent them to bed, and after feeding/coddling/lulling the baby to sleep, at LAST I took a bath myself and then headed for bed.
This morning, I amazed myself by having chores, breakfast, etc. all accomplished AS WELL as a little of our school, a load of laundry, and popping a load of dishes into my recently acquired and much-loved dishwasher, after which we left for this morning's funeral early enough to stop and pick up the sympathy card I'd previously forgotten to purchase. I did not attend the graveside or potluck dinner afterward, as I had a previously scheduled appointment with the HQC from the Charter School. After she left, having informed me that I had more curriculum ready, the kids & I headed up to the campus once more and got our books. We came home, I took note of this batch of 18 books (I have a list on which I'm keeping track of everything ordered and what is not here yet).
Then the kids had their (required) pleasure reading and piano practice (they alternate who is doing which, since both subjects take about the same length of time), and then I got dinner in the oven because it takes 2 hours to cook, and then I sat down with a (large) cup of coffee and the computer, and have been cold-heartedly ignoring the sad baby (she is falling asleep and hates that) while I write and try to imagine myself staying awake in church tonight.
Tomorrow I have the leave the house once again to do some banking, plus hoping to spend a bit of time with my sister, then Saturday my Man has plans, then Sunday is Potluck after Church. Monday will begin another week of school (and hopefully not much else!), and end an extremely busy month!
I hope October is a little calmer. I intend to heavily prioritize sleep once we get through this weekend.
Tuesday, September 10, 2019
Camp
My family was able to spend most of a week at "Camp". We went to my childhood camping place, a place way up in the mountain and away from everybody except a few hunters. My Mom and most of my siblings went up to camp Sunday, and my Man & kids & I followed Monday. One sister wasn't able to get there until Thursday.
We spread Dad's ashes here and there about the mountains he had so loved to bring us to each year.
It was sad & fun all mixed in together. I think the benefit in waiting 19 months after he passed away before being able to accomplish his request, is that we were able to find more enjoyment together at camp. Which is what he wanted, I think.
I'm glad we got to go.
I'm glad my kids got to experience that camp once in their lives.
I'm glad for the time with my family.
I'm glad it is now done.
We spread Dad's ashes here and there about the mountains he had so loved to bring us to each year.
It was sad & fun all mixed in together. I think the benefit in waiting 19 months after he passed away before being able to accomplish his request, is that we were able to find more enjoyment together at camp. Which is what he wanted, I think.
I'm glad we got to go.
I'm glad my kids got to experience that camp once in their lives.
I'm glad for the time with my family.
I'm glad it is now done.
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