Why is the Lego man headless?

Because Deaglan put it up his nose. I went to Target on my lunch today and when I got back to work it was almost 2pm (still nap time). As I turn the corner towards my classroom, my co-worker is walking down the hall with Deaglan. She stops in front of me and asks what is different about my son...... then I see his nose. I thought I was going to pee!

I almost couldn't keep the laughter in to ask what happened. So our custodian saw me with Deg, came over, saw the foreign object up his nose, and asked if I needed a pair of tweezers. I told him yes and this is what he comes back with....

yes a pair of needle nose pliers and an adjustable wrench. He thought he was being funny with the big wrench but I told him not to show Deg. After a few minutes and a few good tugs the head came out and I threw it in the garbage. When asked how it got in his nose he said, "I was laying on my cot and it was on the floor and then it got stuck in my nose."

Is that from the Old Testament?

I start work at 6:30 on Monday and Friday mornings, so Chris and Ed take turns bringing the boys to school. Fridays are usually Ed's day. Driving to school this past Friday, the boys saw a VW microbus.

Joey: Gunga how old is that car?
Ed: Probably as old as me.
Joey: (pause) Is that from the Old Testament?

So Ed called me and told me after he dropped the kids off at school. Knowing how much my sister Jamie would get a kick out of it, I called her to tell her. She then started a text conversation with Ed.

Jamie: I don't remember reading about the Great Gunga in the Bible.
Ed: It's in the book of Sullivan
Jamie: I must have missed that one.

So I called him Methuselah all weekend. But, it doesn't end there. Joey was not Ed's favorite kid this weekend. Joe spent the night at Jamie's house on Saturday. They went to Taco Bell for dinner and when they were getting ready to order Jamie called me to tell me what Joey wanted to eat.

Jamie: Joey what do you want to eat?
Joey: 10 tacos please.
Jamie: Joey I don't think you can eat that many.
Joey: I ate 97 pieces of pizza once and another time I ate 10 tacos.
Jamie: Sweetheart, Uncle John weighs like 4 times more than you and he can't eat that much.
Joey: Well, Gunga weighs like 300 pounds.

So when I told Ed, he said "Great so not I'm not just old, I'm fat and old. Just call me Homer". In Joey's defense, I think he was trying to defend Ed's honor, the bigger the number the better the man, right?

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.