Conversations in the Van

We were driving home from picking up Xandra yesterday afternoon.  She had slept over at my sister’s house on Friday night…..anyhow…..

As we were driving home, we stuck a DVD in to keep the kids quiet to entertain the children, but before the movie popped up on the screen the kids started asking what movie we had put in.

Enchanted” Jon answered.

“What?” Xani asked

Jon answered, “The movie is enchanted.”

“What do you mean, enchanted?” Xani asked

And I replied, “It’s enchanted….if you rub the disc on your butt 3 times then a genie will pop out of the hole.”

11 years ALREADY????

It’s hard for me to believe that my baby…my first born….my little tiny…..okay, who am I kidding?  She was a GINORMOUS FAT BABY, but still, she was my first…..and now she’s ELEVEN!

Where did the time go? 

Angelica is growing up so fast, and every day she’s getting more and more beautiful.  Every day she’s getting older and more mature and responsible.  Every day I’m a little bit prouder to be her mom……except for those days that the pre-PMS hormones are taking over and I just want to ship her to Antarctica because those days….those days are BRUTAL.

The eye rolling and the sneering and the look that says “Whatever!!!” as loudly as if she were screaming it to our faces, the sobbing and running down to hide in her room because we DARED to question her on one of her choices…..all of these, BOY ARE THESE FUN!

But, the realization, when she “gets” that what we are trying to do is to “help” her to learn “How to make wise choices.”  When that realization hits and she understands that we are on her side, cheering her on and wanting her to suceed…..that makes up for all the other stuff that I mentioned that’s not so much fun.

But it’s all fun.  We’re learning together, and growing together and it’s fun and we’re making memories that will last a life time…..and some of those memories are soooooo funny, maybe Geli can’t laugh about them right now, but one day….one day this will all be funny!

Until then, we will hug lots, love hard and laugh often.

What goes In, Must come Out

Alright, see that face….it’s cute, isn’t it?

Now imagine it choking on something that he scooped up off my floor.

Now imagine that he’s clenching his gums together because he really doens’t want me to remove whatever it is that he’s choking on….

How Cute is that?  (Rolls eyes)

We are officially in the “crawling around my floor and finding any stray piece of ANYTHING that escaped the twice or more daily vaccuming and sticking it in our mouth” stage. 

So far, we’ve had paper, paper, more paper, and the odd unidentified food particle….not good.

And do you have any idea how upset he gets when I “try to help him out” 

OH MY GOODNESS!  It’s insane.  Absolutely ridiculous.

Especially with 497,645,237, 892 pieces of Lego that Jeremy owns, this whle stage can be a bit worrisome, but so far the most creative or colorful or stupid thing that my kids have eaten (that I knew about) was when Jeremy ate 2 pieces of Lightbrite…..how did I know about this?

Well, I didn’t, but when I found the present that he left on the flip side of things…..lets just say that that was the most colorful diaper that he left for me…..even if it seemed like it hurt coming out.  How would you feel if a Lightbrite piece came out pointy end first?

Alright, enough about poo…I hope you are having a great April Fools Day….this was not an April Fools joke, just in case you’re wondering?