Where do they come up with their stuff.

The kids never fail to amaze me with the things they say.  Today I took the kids running around with me because they had no school. 
We went to see their Aunt Kim at her consignment shop to drop a few things and look around.  The kids were in rare form, running around playing hide n seek and chasing each other.
Kim has a small box on her counter wrapped in wrapping paper and a bow with a hole cut in the top for drawings and such.

Jake found the box and found a small picture frame that would fit in the hole, so he gave it to Aunt Kim for a "present".  We thought that was sweet of him to do so Kim gave him a big, long, sloppy kiss on his cheek.  He had an embarrased grin on his face when he walked off.  We heard him mumble as he walked away.  "Well that was awkward."

Heart of gold

I took the kids with me to a Policy Council meeting the other evening because Kenny had a game to referee.  They usually have someone there to watch all the children during the meeting but mine never go because they are afraid to miss something.  This evening was no exception except there was another child there that would not leave.  That made me feel a little better.  We were sitting in the cafeteria waiting for everyone to get there and the kids were warming up enough to venture a few feet from my side.  They made it to the end of the bench to see what the other kid was up to and I noticed Jake kept looking back at me.  Every one in a while he would smile and I would smile back at him and pretend not to make a big deal out of them actually playing with someone else.  Jake walks over and give me a hug and asked me if I was ok.  When I asked him why he said because I looked so lonely sitting there by myself and wanted to know if I wanted him to come back and sit with me.  I assured him I was absolutely fine and very happy that he had found someone to play with.  He gave me a sweet little smile, hugged my neck and said "I love you mommy" and went off to play with his new friend.

Oh my aching back

I have been having alot of trouble with my back lately.  I've been to the doctor, orthepedic specialist, physical therapist, chiropractor.  The only thing they can come up with is sacariliac joint dysfunction in my hip.  There are days when I can barely get out of bed.  I guess it has been on Rachael's mind because the other day in the car she asked me how my  back was doing.  I thought that was so sweet of her to ask.  I had actually been feeling better.  Rachael asked if it had been bothering me much lately.  I had to ask why she was so concerned about it....  She said it was because when she was at school in the gym playing with her friends they had been playing step on a crack break your mothers back.  Rachael then informed me that she told her friends not to play that game anymore and she was wondering if that made my back better.  I thanked her for thinking of me and informed her that that was very nice of her to stop stepping on the cracks for me.

Have you ever had a child be so sweet and loving one minute and turn into a total monster the next?  I often have compared them to the dinosaur of Jurassic Park the looks so cute and just as soon as you get close they turn into these horrible things that spit poison at you.  It gets worse as they get older too, it must be the hormones.

Let the beatings begin!

I don't know how many believe in spanking children.  I used to.  I always liked the Bill Cosby skit where he says "Let the beatings begin".  After I had Rachael and Jake I found it hard to spank them.  They were just so cute and usually the things they did were too funny to spank them for it.  Kenny keeps warning me that its cute when they are young but when they get older I'll be sorry.  As usual he is right. 

Let me just say that I am one of those people who when I hear children screaming in the store I want to walk over and beat them myself.  I never could understand why they could act so bad and the parents not do anything about it.

Tuesday after I picked the kids up from school we had a couple of hours to kill before I had to be at a policy council meeting.  So I decided to go the Goodwill and let them pick out a toy or shirt.  Rachael did not want to go to Goodwill she wanted to go to another store and buy a video game.  When I pulled into Goodwill and she realized she wasn't getting her way she started throwing a fit.  She wouldn't get out of the car so Jake and I started to walk up to the door to go in the store without her.  She started beating on the window screaming so we went back to get her.  She still didn't want to go in and she actually fell into the parking lot. 
We did manage to get inside and then they started fighting over where they were going to sit in the cart.  By this time I was debating on whether to leave or show them they were not going to get their way.  My desire to look for bargains won over and we started down the aisle.  We went past the shelf where all the toys usually are but there was nothing there except a couple of baby toys.  The fit throwing started over full force.  But I was not going to give in!  Halfway around the store and a few times of Jake saying he doesn't love me anymore, everyone was looking at us with the "Please beat your children" look.  Believe me I wanted to, Especially when Jake yelled out "Why don't you take care of your children, you don't take care of your children, you wont let us sleep with you anymore."  But as I walked around to the front of the cart with my hand poised to strike the voice in my head said "NO, you'll be turned in."  So I thought maybe I could just threaten them with their lives, "NO if I say I'm even going to spank them when I get home someone will turn me in." 

So I thought You know what, society has helped create the heathens we call children today so they can put up with the screaming and fit throwing same as the parents do.  So I just smiled and went on shopping.  Eventually they settled down and they even had a smile on their faces when we left.