In Anticipation
“Three days is a long time, isn’t it, Mommy!”
The Ultimate Compliment
Connor has decided he no longer likes peanut butter & jelly, cinnamon toast, or fish sticks – even with ketchup, leaving our lunch options extremely limited. Pancakes are a new favorite, and so today we had pancakes for lunch. After downing three pancakes, Connor, while asking for still another said, “Mommy, these pancakes are gooder…
No Monkeys Here!
Today Connor was bouncing and climbing up and down the stairs, over the back of the couch, on the kitchen chairs,… he was in constant motion! I chided him saying, “Connor, you are such a monkey!,” to which he replied straight-faced, “I mot (not) a monkey, I a sheep!” Connor’s class has been learning about…
Gandma, we moobin!
“Gandma, we moobin,” announced Connor to my Mom at dinner tonight. “You are?” chuckled Grandma. “Wes, to a house wib a parm!” (Translation: to a house with a farm). We have often joked that we are raising two little farm boys in a town home in Northern Virginia, but plans to move to a farm…
Out of the mouths of (Irish) babes: Part 2
Last year for Christmas, the boys received a singing, dancing Irish Santa. They loved it at once, but Patrick and I were unsure about the beer in Santa’s hand. Did an imbibing Santa send an inappropriate message to the boys? For a year we worried and discussed… should Santa find a new home? Could I…
Out of the mouths of (Irish) babes
Today while on our Volksmarch, we stopped in several fun stores in Old Town Alexandria, including a candy story that sold 18 inch long gummy snakes (Mom said no, but Dad said yes) and an Irish wares store. Connor and I quickly exited the Irish shop. It was small and crowded, and I had visions…