Friday Quotables...part tres...

This has been a slower week, considering I was holed up for two days. BUT, that doesn't mean that there haven't been some gems in the mix.

This one happened a couple of weeks ago, but I forgot it last week.

Me: Cal, what do you want to be when you grow up?
Cal: A garbage truck man.
Me: Sounds great Cal. Avery, what do you want to be when you grown up?
Avery: I be Avery.
Cal: Do you want to be a ballerina?
Avery: Yeah, I'll be a ballerina.
Me: That's great Av, then we'll come see you dance and bring you flowers.
Cal: That's perfect, because when the flowers go rotten, I'll come and pick them up in my garbage truck.
Me: A match made in heaven.


Me: Hey kids, do you want to watch a movie?
Avery: I'll pick...
(I pick her up and let her peruse the DVD collection. After a few minutes...I start prodding)
Me: How about Monsters Inc?
Avery: Too sca-y
Me: How about Little Mermaid?
Avery: Too sca-y
Me: How about Cinderella?
Avery: Too sca-y
Me: OK Av, which movies isn't too scary?
Avery: Monster's Inc.


(Every night before bed)
Me: Good night Avery
Avery: You.Will.Miss. Me!
Me: Yup...every night.


(While laying in bed, sick)
Avery: You no feel good?
Me: Nope, Avery, Mama's sick.
Avery: (gives me a hug and kiss) Now, you feel better?


Gosh, I love these kids!

Sick Sicky Sick...

I've been ill. Really nasty ill. Yesterday, I spent the entire day, from 10am -8pm in the guest bedroom, lying in bed with no lights on and no TV. The only times I got up were for frequent trips to the rest room. It was horrible. Luckily, some folks came to the rescue. Our neighbor across the street (THANK YOU MISSY), was able to take Cal for most of the day, which both Cal and her kids enjoyed. Chris came home from work early, and took care of everything else. You know, something that I never thought of when becoming a stay at home mom, was that there are no such things as "sick days". Usually, I just have to power through and deal, but yesterday was not "dealable". To make matters worse, I've recently "popped", which means that a lot of my organs have shifted upwards, thanks to the baby and my rapidly growing belly. So, let me just say...having your stomach closer to your throat when sick like this is NOT an advantage. It felt like I had horrible heartburn all day, and I couldn't get comfortable. HORRIBLE

After a diet of 4 saltines, 3 bites of Mrs. Grass's soup, and a couple of glasses of water all day yesterday....needless to say, I was weak today. I choked down a couple of crackers today, and finally had a little dry spaghetti for dinner..and I think I might be better by tomorrow. Hopefully, I'll sleep well tonight and wake up raring to go in the morning.

Seriously, my saving grace in this whole ordeal was Chris. He was amazing. He took over everything, and I didn't have to lift a finger. He made lunch for the kids, put Avery down for the nap and to bed, and kept the kids out of my sick room, all while playing nursemaid to me...he was saintly.

This is the second time I've had this stomach flu, and it better be the last, at least during this pregnancy. I can't take this nastiness again.

On a completely unrelated note...Avery is becoming a pretty high-maintenance kid. As I type this, she is laying on the ottoman while Chris rubs her feet. She also requests that I put her blankies in the dryer "to warm it up a lil' bit". Don't get me started on her wardrobe lately. If it doesn't include "soft pants", then don't even mention it. I always said that I wanted a kid with personality...I guess I should be careful what I wish for.

Character in a Character

These have been our favorite books for while...



Now, they made it into a show on Nickelodeon. Olivia is so sweet, and funny. I am assuming that this was based off of a real Olivia, or at least I hope so. I hope that a child exists with this much personality! I especially love it when she imparts her "life lessons", such as "Rule #452: When your mom is having a baby, and asks you whether you want a brother or sister....you don't always get what you want."

This is especially poignant, since just yesterday, I asked Avery whether she wanted mommy to have a little brother or a little sister...and she said "Little Brother". Then, I asked her what she wanted to name her little brother and she said "Sister". So, according to Avery, she will be having a little brother named Sister. Sorry kid...you don't always get what you want.