Conversations from the top of the stairs

So Chris thinks I need to start a second blog titled "Conversations from the top of the stairs", because Deaglan keeps us in stitches. So here goes the first test, if you like this one I'll keep posting the conversations.


Deaglan isn't feeling well this evening. He finally gave in and threw up. Well every time his tummy turns he yells and runs crying into the bathroom to no avail, scaring the snot out of Padric. So I run upstairs to sit with him in the bathroom and tell Padric that it's OK and I'll be in by him in a minute. So on his third such run he asked why he was sick. I told him there was a little bug in his tummy and the only way to get it out was to throw up, thinking it would help.


(this whole conversation takes place sitting in front of the toilet in a very small bathroom)

Deaglan: There's a bug in my tummy!? (spits into the toilet)
Me: Yes baby a very tiny little bug.
D: In my tummy? What does it look like?
M: I don't know baby I've never seen one they're too small.
D: Did you have tiny bugs in your tummy when you were a little girl?(spits again)
M: Yes baby I did and sometimes I get them even as a grown up.
D: Oh. I think I'm ready to go back to bed.
M: OK you need to be quiet. I know it's scary when you need to throw up but you can't yell. When you yell you scare Ricky and then he cries. So when you have to throw up just come into the bathroom and I will hear you and come to sit with you.
D: OK mommy I won't yell but it is scary.


Well Padric, not to be out done in the neediness department decided that the tube top look was back in for the Holiday Season. He somehow managed to put both of his arms out the neck of his pajama top. Yes, I am an evil mommy. My baby is crying asking me to "fik it mommy fik it" and I stood there laughing looking for the camera.

Christmas Carols..... According to Deaglan

Chris sent me this video of Deggy singing Jingle Bells. (sorry it's sideways)



Interpretation:

"Jingo bewls, jingo bewls, jingo awl de way...(swallow, breath)
oh what fun it is so why ina one sit down an pway.
HEY!"

Repeat (ad nauseum)

Husbands - Just a little side note

Sorry to post so much so fast.

It always amazes me how much you can truely love someone and not realize how much they love you. Husbands and wives are an absolutely perfect example of this. I was doing laundry today and after I finished I put it all away (a fairly rare thing in this house). As I was putting Chris' socks away I noticed a piece of paper in his drawer. Being the curious and nosey person that I am, I took it out. I unfolded it and chuckled. It was the very first paper I had written in college. When we were dating he found it in my room, read it, and asked if he could keep it. I had written it 2 years before we met. (The only reason I had kept it was because it was the ONLY A I recieved while in college.) It just helps me to remember, that after 10 years, it's the little things that count. It's remembering the look on his face after he read it and how flattered I was that he wanted to keep it, that makes it ok that he drops his dirty socks on the floor infront of the hamper.

Thanksgiving

Well, we have had alot to be thankful for this year. Joey's broken and healed arm, the boys playing soccer, and Ricky's trip to the ER. So I thought I'd share some pictures from Thanksgiving with you all. Ricky has leanred that we have a "dowstairs" and that's where we keep all the trains. The big boys play very well with him but they can't be down there unsupervised, so we brought a small track upstairs. He loves it! Deg is growing up soooo fast. He can now play on Webkinz all by himself. (we just have to help him log in) We all enjoyed the turkey, stuffing and of course the Punkypie (as Ricky would say it). My sister Jamie made a cheesecake and brought a can of strawberries for the top. Ricky really liked them.(I tried to upload a video clip but it must have been too long and it didn't work) My Aunt Sandy (my Dad's sister) made the boys this adorable blanket so I had to edit the blog and give her lots of thanks because they LOVE it.

So, Happy Thanksgiving to you all, We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

Bath-ing not Batting

So we're all sitting at the kitchen table eating dinner. I've told Chris and my friend Ed that I'm going to go work out at 7pm, so Ed looks at Chris and says "You're bath-ing (he said bath ing not bathing) and I'll watch." Deg, who is sitting next to me says "OK but don't hit me daddy." We all look at him like he's nuts and say "what are you talking about?" He says matter of factly "Daddy's batting, Gunga (Ed) is watching and mommy's catching". Gotta love innocent ears!

Here's the boys's school pictures.

Padric Turns 2!

Well it has happened. Padric is 2. It seems like just yesterday he was one of three office babies at work. My boss helped take care of him, and 2 other teachers' kids so we could go back to work (My job rocks!). So we had a small "party" for him. My friend Amanda and her 3 kids came over. Her oldest is 5, middle is 4, and youngest will be 2 in December, (I know she's crazy). She and I scrapped while the pot roast cooked in the crock pot and the kids played. I baked a cake, it wasn't pretty but it was definitely tasty! He got a guitar from Amanda and the kids, a Thomas pop up thing, a new webkinz kitty, and a firetruck that scared the snot out of him. It was tooo funny. I wish I would have recorded it. When you push on the driver the lights flash, then it vibrates (to pretend the engine is running), then the siren starts, and finally it drives a few feet away. Ricky started screaming when it started vibrating. He wanted nothing to do with it. I couldn't stop laughing. I know, I know, it was wrong to laugh but it was too funny.

We also recently learned that he LOVES yogurt. He just can't get enough.



We are all doing good, looking forward to the holidays and all the fun and family that comes with.

Don't know what to call this one!

OK so Joey came home from school today with this picture: He said it's a truck and a mini-van that are going to crash. The truck is a milk truck and the windows on the mini-van are rolled down. The people in the mini-van are lactose intolerant and are going to get sick and blow up when they crash into the milk truck because all the milk is going to get inside the van.

I don't know about you but my brain hurts now.