Goofy Tert!
Monday, June 14, 2010
Butterfly Pictures By: Stella Age: 10
Here are the long-promised pictures of our butterflies!
This was the butterflies home as caterpillars.
This was the butterflies home as adults. We didn't have fruit at that point...;)
Whoa! Check this out-there they are in cocoons...;)
Here's a challenge- find the butterflies! This is their food!
Wow-this was such a fun experience! Hope you enjoyed it with us! ;)
By: Stella
Age: 10
This was the butterflies home as caterpillars.
This was the butterflies home as adults. We didn't have fruit at that point...;)
Whoa! Check this out-there they are in cocoons...;)
Here's a challenge- find the butterflies! This is their food!
Wow-this was such a fun experience! Hope you enjoyed it with us! ;)
By: Stella
Age: 10
Spring is in the AIR! By: Stella Age: 10
This is the tree in front of our house!
This is a lovely branch of our pink tree-that is now out of season....:( ;)
Ahh-the lovely scent of flowers!
SPRING IS IN THE AIR-WE CAN SEE THAT! I HOPE YOU ENJOY THESE PICTURES OF-SPRING!!!
By: Stella
Age: 10
Baseball By: Stella Age: 10
Hi All!
Leo has had his first experience with baseball. He's really enjoyed it-but I won't tell you too much, as he will like to tell you in a later post.
Hope you enjoy these photos from the beginning of the year of baseball... ;)
GO TEAM GO! GO LEO!!!!!!!!!
What on earth do you do with this thing?
Wait- WATER BREAK!
WE WON! WE WON! WE WON! Wait- what's this?
GO LEO! GO TERT!
By: Stella
Age: 10
Leo has had his first experience with baseball. He's really enjoyed it-but I won't tell you too much, as he will like to tell you in a later post.
Hope you enjoy these photos from the beginning of the year of baseball... ;)
GO TEAM GO! GO LEO!!!!!!!!!
What on earth do you do with this thing?
Wait- WATER BREAK!
WE WON! WE WON! WE WON! Wait- what's this?
GO LEO! GO TERT!
By: Stella
Age: 10
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Quotes...
Rus is going through such a thoughtful stage and is especially sensitive to spiritual things. The other day he told my mom, "When I see the moon, I think about God."
He also said, "Mom, our grill reminds me of Mount Sinai, and the globe reminds me of my sin (you know, when all the world was naughty...)".
While watching the children's show, Madeline, with Rus, I was halfheartedly engaging in the storyline (i.e. Madeline buys her friend a pony in London). I said something like, "Wow, wouldn't it be fun to get a horse for your birthday, Rus?"
Shussing me frantically, he said, "Shhh!! Mom!! Don't tell me what you're getting me!!"
Later Rus pointed out some fancy educational toy on a video that he was sure he'd like for his birthday. I told him that I didn't know where I'd find something like that, and he said, "Oh, you can order it on dot com!"
While I was helping Rus into his pajamas, he said, "Mom, I didn't wet my underwear, but you should probably wash them for the next guy [who will wear them]."
Teaching Rus' Sunday school class a lesson about faith in God and believing in things that we can't see, I asked the children, "How do you know that you're breathing AIR when it's something that you can't SEE?" Rus raised his hand and politely explained that, when it's cold enough outside, we actually CAN see our breath. I had to agree with his four year old logic and scrambled for another illustration.
Little Tert is becoming our comedian around here. He is always cracking jokes and playing funny games (like when he steals his daddy's seat on the sly and produces this "evil" chuckle that sounds so foreign coming out of a cute 2 year old."
He frequently announces that he has "YADY BUGS" in his nose.
His favorite vehicles are the "Yincoln town car and the hiccup truck."
He frequently gets our attention by saying, "Knock, knock joke..."
I was changing the other day, and, upon seeing my large pregnant belly, Tert said in the most endearing tone, "Mama, I yuv your tummy." Later he said, "Cute outfit, Mommy!" He is very excited about meeting his "baby sisser."
Whenever Tert REALLY wants something, he has resorted to addressing me with a "PLEEEASE, darling muver."
He assured me the other day that he was "NOT TATTY TALING!"
Tert learned the hard way that "shut up" is a completely unacceptable expression in our home, so he has begun to whisper under his breath, "shut, shut, shut..." Just as soon as the suspense becomes too much for his onlookers, he exclaims, "SHUT DOWN!"
Tert recently told everyone at a family picnic that his favorite drink was "salad." I was feeling pretty great about this until I realized that he meant SODA.
Sweating through a homeschool science lesson on the reproductive system, I propped the textbook on my enormous uterus and dove into the subjects of asexual reproduction and budding. I was just about to lose my nerve and quit there, when Leo asked, "So, Mom...the sperm just floats across the air to the female's egg??"
He also said, "Mom, our grill reminds me of Mount Sinai, and the globe reminds me of my sin (you know, when all the world was naughty...)".
While watching the children's show, Madeline, with Rus, I was halfheartedly engaging in the storyline (i.e. Madeline buys her friend a pony in London). I said something like, "Wow, wouldn't it be fun to get a horse for your birthday, Rus?"
Shussing me frantically, he said, "Shhh!! Mom!! Don't tell me what you're getting me!!"
Later Rus pointed out some fancy educational toy on a video that he was sure he'd like for his birthday. I told him that I didn't know where I'd find something like that, and he said, "Oh, you can order it on dot com!"
While I was helping Rus into his pajamas, he said, "Mom, I didn't wet my underwear, but you should probably wash them for the next guy [who will wear them]."
Teaching Rus' Sunday school class a lesson about faith in God and believing in things that we can't see, I asked the children, "How do you know that you're breathing AIR when it's something that you can't SEE?" Rus raised his hand and politely explained that, when it's cold enough outside, we actually CAN see our breath. I had to agree with his four year old logic and scrambled for another illustration.
Little Tert is becoming our comedian around here. He is always cracking jokes and playing funny games (like when he steals his daddy's seat on the sly and produces this "evil" chuckle that sounds so foreign coming out of a cute 2 year old."
He frequently announces that he has "YADY BUGS" in his nose.
His favorite vehicles are the "Yincoln town car and the hiccup truck."
He frequently gets our attention by saying, "Knock, knock joke..."
I was changing the other day, and, upon seeing my large pregnant belly, Tert said in the most endearing tone, "Mama, I yuv your tummy." Later he said, "Cute outfit, Mommy!" He is very excited about meeting his "baby sisser."
Whenever Tert REALLY wants something, he has resorted to addressing me with a "PLEEEASE, darling muver."
He assured me the other day that he was "NOT TATTY TALING!"
Tert learned the hard way that "shut up" is a completely unacceptable expression in our home, so he has begun to whisper under his breath, "shut, shut, shut..." Just as soon as the suspense becomes too much for his onlookers, he exclaims, "SHUT DOWN!"
Tert recently told everyone at a family picnic that his favorite drink was "salad." I was feeling pretty great about this until I realized that he meant SODA.
Sweating through a homeschool science lesson on the reproductive system, I propped the textbook on my enormous uterus and dove into the subjects of asexual reproduction and budding. I was just about to lose my nerve and quit there, when Leo asked, "So, Mom...the sperm just floats across the air to the female's egg??"
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