Out of the Mouths of Babes

Isaac asked me yesterday to guess how many fingers he was holding up?

And I looked up from what I was doing to stare into a beautifully formed "flipping of the bird." One that he had obviously formed before. In fact, he could do it with both hands. Perfect formation. No practice necessary. If there was a judges table, he would have received perfect 10's all the way through.

Me: Isaac, where did you learn that?

Isaac: What do you mean? I just want you to guess how many fingers I'm holding up.

Me: I know that, but you don't normally ask me that question and I think you've seen that somewhere.

Isaac: No. Just guess.

Me: You're holding up one finger. And do you know what that finger means?

Isaac: No. It's just a finger.

Me: Isaac, when you hold that finger up like that, it's the same as saying the absolutely worst word to someone. It's not nice at all and if your teacher saw that, you would get sent to the office.

Isaac: I would?

Me: yup.

Isaac: Well. What word does it mean?

Me: That's not important. You'll learn it one day before I'm ready. All you need to know right now is that finger is very very mean and we don't hold it up like that.

Much later after finally confessing that he'd seen kids playing the "guess how many fingers I'm holding up" game, he became very frustrated with me and Todd for not just telling him the bad word that it stands for........

Isaac: Mom, I figured it out. I do know what it means.

Me: Okay. What does it mean?

Isaac: GASP! I can't say it out loud. Owen's here. I'll whisper it in your ear.

Me: Okay

Isaac whispering: It means 'you're the stupidest person in the whole wide world.'

Me: Sort of, but it's even uglier than that.

Long pause...............................................................

Isaac: You're the stupidest person in the entire galaxy?!

Yes, I'm still chuckling.

 I love this whole parenting thing.

One day when he's lost some of his sweet innocence and those fingers are pointed at me in retaliation, I hope I'll remember it just means that "I'm the stupidest person in the entire galaxy." To be honest, sometimes I feel that way anyways, so no harm - no foul, right?

Thanks to the Giving

We got home tonight from our Thanksgiving spent in the mountains. 

And yes, this is what our day of giving thanks looked like:

I know, seriously?

I'm jealous and I was there. :)

So so blessed with beautiful weather and surroundings.

We all enjoyed family time and bowling with cousins.

And we got home tonight and kicked it into high gear. The house was transformed before the kids went down for the night.

I swear there is nothing better than blasting Christmas music and decorating for the holidays. 

Everyone had very specific jobs.

Emma Grace held the highest ranking as our Decoratorial Manager. Yes, that is not a real word. But seriously, she remembered every single spot where things went last year, so the theme of the night when problems arose was "ask Emma Grace." And Sister runs a tight ship. Bins were unloaded and the house was decorated in less than three hours. I think that's a personal record.

Isaac got bored with decorating and kept claiming he was going to faint if we got out one more thing, so he became our Resident Dog Watcher. And he did a great job with that until Lucy started humping Kaia. Then Todd had to step in and help and give Lucy "the talk" about inappropriate behavior. We're pretty sure she understood and it will not happen again.

I know, I know. She looks so innocent.

And Owen did what he does best - looked cute, fixated on one ornament at a time, and somehow ended up overhearing and misinterpreting a conversation happening in the other room and started calling Jesus a "Poser baby." Then when I laughed hysterically because how can you not(?), he kept repeating it. Uh oh. Not good, Owen. Not good. Todd had "the talk" with him too.....we're pretty sure he understood and it won't happen again. 

I know, I know. He looks so innocent too.

 

Anywho, I guess what I'm trying to say through all this hoopla is Happy Thanksgiving!

I hope that no matter where life finds you at this point, that you are able to seek out the blessings and focus on the joy of the season.

And if not, I hope you at least got a good sale or something on Black Friday.

 

Rock Star Moms.....and Me.

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Not gonna lie, sometimes the shower doesn't even happen.

 

But so far today and to the best of my knowledge, the kids are all still breathing.

PS

I keep finding this cute little girl in my new reading corner.

I'm afraid one day soon we're going to have to duke it out.

It will be like The Hunger Games except we'll call it The Reading Games.

And instead of starving and fighting each other to death, we'll see who can read a book the fastest and that person wins the chair.....for eternity.....or until she turns 18 and buys her own chair.

Bring it, little girl.

Bring It.

(I'm only kidding. Sort of. I fully support her love of reading in the new reading corner. Unless I happen to want to read at the same time. Well, maybe even then.)

What's Up?

As we prepare for the holidays, we've been a wee bit busy.......

painting and decorating a room that desperately needed it,

having our adenoids removed which resulted in lots of good snuggle time with Grandma and a hot chocolate date with Mom,

getting hair cuts,

attempting to sleep through Occupational Therapy,

and making funny faces with our friends.

What's up with you?

Pinterest is a Liar

So one day while perusing pinterest, it lied to me.

There was some great advice on there that said, if you need to paint a room, go ahead and paint big swatches of colors you're considering on the wall. This will a.) help you decide on the color, and b.) give you the motivation to get the painting done.

Well I definitely lack motivation at times, so I thought it was a great idea.

And I did it. In two separate places on the walls of our "office." 

And it looked like a hideous camouflage of greens, browns, and blues.

And it worked - I definitely could tell that I liked the brown the best.

But apparently if you lack motivation, it doesn't matter if your walls are camouflaged or not; you still lack motivation. Kind of like you can lead a horse to water but you can't make it drink. Or is that about stubborness? Either way, we lived with our walls like that for an embarrassing amount of time.

Alas, some 9 or 10 months later........

I love it. 

But major lesson learned here?

Pinterest is a liar and I will never trust it again.

Halloween Pics

The Annual Holland and Fischer Family Halloween Photo Shoot.

 

Iron Man, Cheetah Girl, and Harry Potter.

 

Thor and Batman joined forces to protect their ballerina princess.

(And she got to wear makeup which she was pumped about....)

 

Christina showed up with her three and they definitely won the costume award in my eyes. Especially since she made them and she's working full time. Supermom, you put the rest of us to shame.

And yes, the bose speakers played music. Seriously?!

Three kids and a pup checking out their loot.

And just because I know you love her too......

Happy November!

 Bring on the Turkey!