Packing bubbles make great tile skates for dancing. Before this week, I didn't know that.
Kids found their Pokemon Halloween costumes from 3 years ago. Can two 4 year olds and a 6 year old fit in outfits made for a couple 1 year olds and 2 year old?
Ummm....kinda? FYI, the above picture is one of my ALL TIME FAVORITES.
Jac has been particularly obsessed with her Squirtle costume and it makes everything she does just 10x funnier and cuter.
Not cute thing she did: cut her own bangs again. We were just getting to a good spot. Maybe if she were dressed as a Pokemon it would've been funnier.
I fell for a kids show called Miraculous. Bryan makes fun of me so hard, but he's been reading the Animorphs which is a series at a 1-4 grade reading level, so he doesn't have a leg to stand on. So, back to my show. There are two kids that are superheroes, but they don't know one another's secret identities. In superhero form the boy is in love with the girl, in regular form the girl is in love with the boy. It's so silly. The kids came down to me watching on my own and their feelings of betrayal and confusion was written all over their faces.
Each time someone farts Jac says "nice" cause that's what dad always says after a fart.
Wade made himself a phone and even kept locking himself out. Everytime he'd call someone he's say, "Hi, blobbidy blah."
Bryan went into the basement to retrieve one of the girls blankets. When Jac realized this she said to Blake, "Did Daddy go down by hisself? In the dark? Wow! Him so brave. I wish I could do dat."
Wade had Monday off for Martin Luther King day. In the car they were talking about how it was a holiday and:
Wade, "My favorite holidays are Halloween and Christmas, but they're far away."
Jac, "I like Texas."
Wade, "That's not a holiday, that's a state."
Jac, "Yeah, but it's far away."
Wade, "Holidays are like Christmas and Halloween and January and February."
Me, "Not quite buddy..."
Hearing the connections they made had me cracking up.
Went to Costco to return our old car battery. The lady in front of us had her baby sitting on the counter and Blake asked, with wide eyes, "Is she returning that baby?!"
I volunteered in Wade's class this week and they were talking about favorite fruits and veggies, he came home with a drawing of the garden he'd like to plant this year. Had to inform him that bananas and peaches don't work in Minnesota, but that we could do everything else.
Jac glued a picture she drew to my wall. I can't get it off.
We made a lot of labels to write on a put around the house - kind of like what people do when they're learning a new language, but we're doing it with English, cause me kids are learning the written English language. Wade is so excited about it. We need a new one that says "toilet" cause that fell in today.
I read my January book, Where the Crawdad's Sing, this week. I've heard so many raves about it, and while I enjoyed it, it left me sad. Made me grateful that my children know that they're loved and supported and that the only food they ever have to scrounge for is occasionally (okay, usually) cereal in the morning. Also been doing good on my other goals - kneeling to pray, drinking more water, and playing games.
Oh, speaking of games, Bryan introduced the kids to Mario Kart on the Nintendo. They are all painfully bad and no one had fun, but everyone keeps asking to play again. We got mildly snowed in this weekend (a huge storm was predicted, we grocery shopped for it, then it was only a medium storm, but we still were homebodies and it was lovely), so Bryan tried a few more rounds, but it's just painful.
I did singing time in primary for the first time this Sunday! I was nervous. But it went great. The highlight was when I forgot the words in senior primary and they all thought it was hilarious and after that they all sang louder and participated more. Who knew looking like an idiot would create such a bond.
Bryan's been taking notes for me in class and we discuss it when we get home. The deal is that one of us makes lunch while the other leads the discussion about church, but he's the one taking the notes so he leads the at home discussion and I've been making lunch...tricky trade off. This week was about the iron rod, a story I know very well, but in class it was brought up that those in the great and spacious building are seen as groups, while at the tree of life they are individuals. I liked that. Satan tells us to keep up with everyone and everything, especially through social media, while the Lord talks to us as we are, telling us we're His child and helping us improve individually.
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