Friday, March 22, 2013

She kills me

Yesterday my one and only precious little dream boat of a girl turned 10 years old! Which means that she has gone from this:
 To this:
 To this!
Sheesh, she kills me. Yesterday the birthday girl skipped school and did all kinds of things that she wanted to do and tonight we have her birthday party. So far I think she has had a pretty good birthday.

Saturday, March 16, 2013

The influence of advertising

A conversation with Tiger this morning:

Tiger: Mom, when you grow up you can be whatever you want to be.

Me: That's true. Work hard and you can be whatever you want to be. What do you want to be?

Tiger: An Applebee's guy.

Me: Huh? An Applebee's guy? What does an Applebee's guy do?

Tiger: Cooks deliciousness.

Weird kid.

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

He has to be cute, it's the only thing that saves him

To say that Tiger is not a fan of church is a bit of an understatement. I totally get it. It's hard for an active little boy to sit quietly for so very long when he is just bursting out of his skin the whole time. Some Sundays are definitely better than others, but this past Sunday was not one of them. He actually did really well during the first hour, but when it came time for him to go to Primary, he took a stand. He was done, and he let me know. As you can see he leaned back in the pew, put his hands behind his head and declared that he was all done with church and that he was ready to go home. I felt for him, but if the rest of us had to stay for the next two hours, then he was going to have to stay as well. It took awhile, but in the end he came around and agreed to go to class. After church he claimed that his class was a lot of fun and he was happy to stay. Whew. One more victory.
I wasn't sitting by him during Sacrament meeting and so I wasn't really paying attention to what he was doing. I just knew that he was quietly and nicely drawing in his "journal". Well, after I finally convinced him to go to class I got a little peek at his hands. It turns out that his "journal" wasn't the only thing on which he was drawing. Behold, Bob is on his left hand and Bob Jr. is on his right hand. What a goof.
Speaking of goofy, yesterday as Tiger was getting ready for school I looked over to find him hugging the refrigerator. "Look mom, you can't see me because I'm gray and white, the same colors as the fridge."


Monday, March 4, 2013

He's a big kid now

The other day I was talking to Tiger about what a big boy he is now, and how tall he has gotten, and that he isn't a little kid anymore. I also asked him, now that he is a big boy, what do big boys do?

His responses:

I know things now so I can teach people who know nothing.

They tell the truth.

I can learn about Oceanology.

They work on their writing.

Now I'm officially a teacher, a pirate teacher. I can teach anyone how to be a pirate.