Friday, February 25, 2011

1 March 2011

They're renovating and redoing our grocery store, and last time we went they were giving out plastic hardhats to the kids. Rose Pink has worn hers for a significant part of the day ever since receiving it. Mr. Brown sighed and said, "I had no idea that there was a construction hat shaped hole in my six-year-old's heart."

28 February 2011

Mr. Brown lately has been concerned about my backing up skills (or lack thereof) so he decided to put up the bumpers on our driveway.

(Seriously, people - a foot and half of snow in eight days? We are tired of shoveling!)

And you ask, have I had trouble with running into the bumpers?? Um. Yes.

26 February 2011

Rose Pink has a new friend. For her birthday, Gia brought her an American Girl doll that she has named Kit. For this photo, she has done her best to dress alike. The possibilities for play are endless - she's been spending a lot of time in her room with Kit. Kit is apparently Rose Pink's daughter, which means that I'm the grandma. And Kit has a baby doll sometimes too, which makes me a great-grandma. I'm not sure I'm ready for that. Mr. Brown and I are both very pleased and excited with the imaginative play happening with Kit.

roar

Most favorite shirt of the smallest person in the house. It says, "Nobody's bigger than me!" and when Nut Brown reads it, it's usually accompanied by "RAHR!"

25 February 2011

Haircut day today for the family! Mr. Brown and Nut Brown were shorn this morning, and Rose Pink and I tried a local place for the first time since we moved here. Her hair was not as short as she wanted it (Mr. Brown was still heartbroken by the amount of hair on the floor of the salon) and mine was shorter than I meant it to be.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

two kitties

I was joined by two wildcats for breakfast the other day. Then we played a wild game of Thomas the Train matching bingo. Train-go.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

16 February 2011

During a discussion last night during dessert about 'good calories' and 'bad calories' (i.e. calories from an apple are better for you than calories from cake) Nut Brown declared that calories from dessert are good for him because they're dinosaur calories!

Ever since Rose Pink's birthday party, Nut Brown has been fully engaged in planning his own birthday party this year. He wavers between a 'dinosaur party' and a 'monster party'. Either way it involves a volcano. He is struggling with his guest list, however. He wants an all boy party, since Rose Pink's was an all girl event. He also really wants to invite his sister and I. Decisions, decisions!

16 February 2011

As part of a discussion during dessert about 'good calories' and 'bad' calories (i.e., calories from an apple are better for you than calories from cake) Nut Brown announces that calories from cake are good for him because they're dinosaur calories!

Ever since Rose Pink's birthday party, Nut Brown has been busy planning his own. He wavers between a 'dinosaur party' and a 'monster party', but either way there is to be a volcano involved. He also struggles with who to invite: whether or not Rose Pink & I are invited depends on the day. He wants it to be an all boy party like Rose Pink's was all girls, but there's only one little boy his age that he knows.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

15 Feburary 2011

My parents gave me a songbook for Christmas, so our night-time song repertoire has sizeably increased. We started by learning "Blood On The Saddle" and "O Bury Me Not On The Lone Prairie" (which seem to be related). Nut Brown often asks me to sing 'doo dah doo dah' (Camptown Races) and lately we've been singing "The Erie Canal" and "The Man On The Flying Trapeze". Did you know Trapeze has five verses? I know them all. The last line is 'and my love he's purloined away'. Nut Brown sang it to me randomly in a store bathroom last week. My three year old! Said 'purloined'!

We had friends over a couple weeks ago and she told me how awesome it was that my children were sung "The Impossible Dream" and "Yellow Submarine" for bedtime songs.

We have found that we will hold Family Home Evening regularly if it involves singing lots of songs. So our whole FHE is composed of singing lots of Primary songs and hymns together, combined with appropriate marching and interpretive dancing, followed by a treat (because that's what really makes it FHE, right? a treat?). We look forward to it all week. I love watching Nut Brown learn the songs. Right now a favorite is "Scripture Power". He and Rose Pink will sing at the top of their lungs. Also they love "Put Your Shoulder To The Wheel". I can't wait for the day that we sing that in church and they belt it out with the congregation.

Monday, February 14, 2011

for my sweetheart

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart) ee cummings

14 February 2011

Rose Pink has the hacking coughing yucks at the moment, and woke up in the middle of the night having a paroxysm. I gave her some tylenol for her fever, and then told her she was going to have to have some cough syrup to help her stop coughing and go back to sleep. She resisted, saying that it was YUCKY and she DIDN'T WANT ANY but I insisted, bringing her the medicine in bed. She drank off a dose and chased with a cup of water, and then shouted, "BLAAAARRRRGGH!! IT'S YUCKY! I NEVER WANT TO HAVE IT AGAIN!" I shushed her, as Nut Brown sleeps in the same room, and then kissed her and said, "Well, I hope you get feeling better soon." And Nut Brown, without opening his eyes, said sleepily, "Yeah, because then you'll stop waking me up."