Sunday, February 27, 2011

The Secret

We have a secret boy-magnet in our back yard.  We have successfully kept it hidden for 4 years now and today the secret was discovered. Eli and I were playing tennis on the driveway and Isaac ventured back deep into the yard.  He came running up to me and said - "Oh My Gosh Mom!! We have to go on an adventure.  Did you know we have a CREEK in OUR BACKYARD!!!!" In the summer there is so much greenery down at the back of the yard that you can barely make out the water.  In the winter it is typically too cold to go out and the boys don't venture into the depths of the backyard.  After today our life will never be the same. We spent an hour throwing rocks and sticks into the creek, chopping worms in half, and "fishing". I have to say I have no idea why we kept it a secret so long...

Monday, February 21, 2011

The bad smell

As Eli was laying down for a rest this afternoon he came into the kitchen and said his hand smelled really bad.  He then asked me to smell it so I could tell him what the smell was.  Warning - if you are a parent you should NEVER fall for this.  Tell your child to promptly wash their hands.  But I was dumb, so naive.  I took a sniff, and ... it smelled like poop. "Eli, why does your hand smell like poop?" "Because my butt itched in the middle."  Naturally.

Taking out the trash

Monday is trash day. John usually goes around the house and empties all the trash cans and takes the trash to the street. Isaac was wanting to, you guess it, wrestle, and was begging John to play super guys with him.  I told Isaac he would have to wait a few minutes while dad took the trash out.  To which Isaac replied:
"You know mom, I have never seen you take the trash out.  What don't you give dad a break and you do it so you can see what it is like." 
So Ironic.

Sunday, February 20, 2011


This morning Eli was picking at his toenails, a gross habit we have been trying to get rid of.  I asked him if he needed me to grab the clippers to cut off a rogue nail and the conversation goes...
Eli: "Nope, I am not doing anything, I just want my hands to rest on my feet." Right..... 
Me: "I don't know how dumb you think I am, you are going to have to sell that story to someone else."  Eli:  "I don't know why you always say that, what am I going to have to do to sell YOU on that story"

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Women's Basketball

So I guess my guys have never seen a women's basketball game.  I was folding laundry and watching a Florida vs. Tennessee women's basketball game, while the boys were wrestling with John in Eli's room.  Eli came in and so the conversation goes....
Eli: Why does the black team of have a woman on their team?
Me: Those are all women playing on the court.
Eli: (scratching his head) huh - well that other one looks like a man.
Me: well, this is a women's game, it is only women on the court.
Eli: (long pause, long pause, still scratching his head) Well, men are better.
Exit Eli.