Showing posts from December, 2010

Colorfully Carnivorous

Over the holiday, Jackson was introduced to barbecued ribs.
Normal toddler milestone?
In this family, yes.
My mother and my husband truly enjoy nothing more than attacking a plate of barbecued ribs. They are a rare treat at the dinner table.
I'm not a huge fan of the meal, so Eric took it as his great responsibility to ensure Jackson got a proper rib-eating education.

Eric began the lesson with this introduction:
"Jackson, here is your own rack of ribs. Enjoy it, son. It's like a rainbow of meat."

Twas the Night Before Christmas



Mama? Davis is not letting me move this piece of train track. Can you take him away, please?

Gettin' The Band Back Together

Mama, Lucy said she didn't want to be my friend anymore.

Oh. Why? What happened?

She just said she wasn't my best friend anymore.


She just said.

Oh. Well....sometimes that happens. Not everyone will be your friend.

But now I don't have any friends.

You have no friends?

No. Not any.


Not one friend.

What about Kelly?


What about Sanders? You always play with him.

Well, we're rock stars but not friends.

I see.


Thanksgiving may be my favorite holiday. I know the Christmas season is heavy upon us and while I love all the festivities, family and fun, Thanksgiving sometimes seems a bit more meaningful to me.
That's why I loved one of the ideas I snagged from the Family Volley web site. She is always coming up with fun easy activities the whole family can get on board with.
I really liked her thankful chain idea.
We cut strips of paper and every night everyone wrote down something they were thankful for. Then we would tape them together and string it across the doorway into the living room, which got easier as the chain grew the closer we got to Thanksgiving.
We also had close friends and family that would stop by for a visit in the upcoming days before the holiday add their own slips of thankfulness.
Then, because we have family all over, we brought it with us over the holiday break.
The traveling chain of thanks was added to by even more family and after the big meal, when everyone was relaxing …

4 a.m.

Me: Ohmygoddidyouhearthat!?! Something is vomiting!

Eric: ....snore....

Me: The dog! The dog must be throwing up!

Eric: ....snore....

Me: (after seeing the dog sound asleep at the foot of the bed) Wait. Oh no. He's fine.

Eric: ....snore....

Me: Oh no, it must have been Jack! (I fling on my robe and dash into the hall to check)

Eric: ....snore....He's fine.

Me: Hmmmm, you're right. He is fine.

I crawl back into bed.

Me: I guess maybe we're being robbed and one of them was throwing up.

Eric: ....Hopefully...

Scent Specific

After setting a bowl of soup in front of Jack and myself, he asked:

Mama? What's that I smell?

Uh...maybe the soup?

Oh.... Could you eat it all up so that I don't smell it anymore?

Well, I'm working on it but you're going to have to eat up yours, too.

No, I just smell your soup. Not mine.

Brain Food

Be careful Jack, you're going to bonk your head again. Better watch out, your poor brain can't take it!

My brain isn't in there.

It's not in your head?

No. It is in my tummy.

Why is it in there?

I ate it.

Showtime - A Movie Review in Three Sentences or Less

Really? Where doing the "almost dying" thing all over again? Didn't Pepper and Tony already make out? Oh hey! I didn't know this was also a sequel to The Wrestler? Bonus. We give this movie two out of five spoonfuls of palladium.