McCale..
one - two - three -fer - five - six...
I dropped the ferk
My name is Otis
The name of the game is "I wike it wike dat".
Guitar hero!! I wike guitar hero, do you wike guitar hero?
UNKLE WANCE!!!!!
A worm, I need to go get it, a worm a worm!!!!
Karleigh
(upon arriving downstairs in black spandex dance clothing).. I look good dont I?
loves nail polish, pretends to be a princess, walks like she is in a wedding...
ACTUALLY Mommy -
I dont want to go in the tubby! Can I just dunk my head over the side?
Im going to be a butterfly monarch.... no, for halloween Im going to be a grasshopper.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
I have not updated in a while and felt that time was slipping by! Yesterday the kids graduated from pre-school age three program, they are getting so big and ready to move on. We will sign Karleigh up for summer ballet and she is very excited to be taking her first official class after two years of "mini movers", McCale will take creative dance with her and they both will continue with gymnastics. With school out there is time on our hands to burn, but at the same time, a big loss of mom-time with them home every day. We will make the most of it and Im looking forward to time with them to do the fun and free things the township offers.
Here is a post from a chat board I participate on, describing the happenings of the last day of school. This is just a sample of what life is like these days.. but a memorable one.
I wish mom was not away on the big Alaska road trip, I miss sharing this with her!!
On Tue, May 27, 2008 at 9:33 PM, Colene <colbelli@hotmail.com> wrote:
I just had to share with someone who could appreciate this!!!!I dropped the kids off at school with all of the appropriate snacks required for the parents and childrens last day celebration event dubbed "miss spiders tea party". All of the goodies should be bug related, and we came up with an assortment of "mud in a bucket w/ worms (pudding, the good part of the burned brownies, marshmallow and crushed oreos w/ worms sticking out), flying butterflies on sticks (recycled worm parts and spearmint leaves stabbed together in a row) and a nice assortment of cookies and bugs made of marzipan on top of green coconut grass. It was certainly a grouping I was PROUD to say, the kids helped with because boy, did it look like it!!Anyhow, McCale was trying to get at it all on the way to school, he had grabbed a cookie from the tin before I even covered it this morning and there were small hands reaching from behind the seat trying to dip into the worm mud mixture, etc. I was able to get it away from him, carry the two knapsacks, three plates of food, a chocolate rose ensemble as a thanks for the teacher gift and hold tight onto two wriggling hands through the parking lot. I was not paying much attention to anything other than getting myself to the door to drop it all on the lady in charge.. McCale offered to help, he grabbed the pudding, and when I opened the door, tried to get into it again..so much for HELP!!!So... this is a way longer story than it needed to be, but humor me... kids settled, goodies dropped off.... it was graduation time...the kids looked up and were not at all enthralled with the child like diploma.. Karleigh wants to be a doctor and tells people she is one already actually.. but anyway, DOCTORS diplomas come in a frame..so what does she ask when she gets hers? "where is the frame?" and not in a cute way, she was down right insulted. Ok, this passed, we chuckled, but hey, didnt she have a point for the $ we paid.. whatever, next the parents went upstairs so the small buglike children could show off their bobbing head gear and sing in a larger group for us. As they came up, McCale had his bobbers in his mouth, Karleigh was still recovering from the no-frame diploma and they begrudgingly sang baby songs such as itsy bitsy spider... I have to say, since guitar hero hit our house, they tend to want to sing "you wheely got me" and "sending out an SMS" (ie. SOS). Song time over, the kids all ran to the goodie table, Karleigh snatching up someones really clever cockroach fudge and McCale trying to yank out as many of the flying butterflies on a stick as he could. I stopped him, got Karleigh a drink and went to look for McCale again. Couldnt find him. Not a big deal - small place, closed doors, lots and lots of kids and sugar, so I decided to get some of the worm swimming punch and then go look.. still no McCale.. I turned to Karliegh who was back at the table, she was fine eating spider cookies, and asking to have some of the marzipan ants we made, I said yes, then turned for McCale.. in the mean time, I looked for the items I brought to see if one..they were actually being eaten or just laughed at..cookies nearly gone, butterflies eatin up, no pudding bucket? hmmm.. could it be soooo ugly that they didnt want to use it? or did someone else bring the same and mine was put away..yes..there was another pudding/dirt pan, so I guess mine was saved.. no worries, now where is McCale..... then I see two feet sticking out from behind a bunch of stacked chairs, the shoes were on backwards and his "getting too short" overalls were about ankle high.. ahhh..found him.... I turned the corner and there he was, 1/2 faced w/ YOU GUESSED IT, pudding dirt, the bucket wedged between his legs and his hands fully submerged heading upward by the scoopful. He finally reached his goal, he didnt just have a serving, dang it, he took the whole bucket!!!!!Well, all I can say is "thats my boy!"...And this my friends is one of the biggest joys of parenthood... scrubbing pudding from behind ears, up the nose and some how, dont ask.. on the legs and knees. These are the days.
Here is a post from a chat board I participate on, describing the happenings of the last day of school. This is just a sample of what life is like these days.. but a memorable one.
I wish mom was not away on the big Alaska road trip, I miss sharing this with her!!
On Tue, May 27, 2008 at 9:33 PM, Colene <colbelli@hotmail.com> wrote:
I just had to share with someone who could appreciate this!!!!I dropped the kids off at school with all of the appropriate snacks required for the parents and childrens last day celebration event dubbed "miss spiders tea party". All of the goodies should be bug related, and we came up with an assortment of "mud in a bucket w/ worms (pudding, the good part of the burned brownies, marshmallow and crushed oreos w/ worms sticking out), flying butterflies on sticks (recycled worm parts and spearmint leaves stabbed together in a row) and a nice assortment of cookies and bugs made of marzipan on top of green coconut grass. It was certainly a grouping I was PROUD to say, the kids helped with because boy, did it look like it!!Anyhow, McCale was trying to get at it all on the way to school, he had grabbed a cookie from the tin before I even covered it this morning and there were small hands reaching from behind the seat trying to dip into the worm mud mixture, etc. I was able to get it away from him, carry the two knapsacks, three plates of food, a chocolate rose ensemble as a thanks for the teacher gift and hold tight onto two wriggling hands through the parking lot. I was not paying much attention to anything other than getting myself to the door to drop it all on the lady in charge.. McCale offered to help, he grabbed the pudding, and when I opened the door, tried to get into it again..so much for HELP!!!So... this is a way longer story than it needed to be, but humor me... kids settled, goodies dropped off.... it was graduation time...the kids looked up and were not at all enthralled with the child like diploma.. Karleigh wants to be a doctor and tells people she is one already actually.. but anyway, DOCTORS diplomas come in a frame..so what does she ask when she gets hers? "where is the frame?" and not in a cute way, she was down right insulted. Ok, this passed, we chuckled, but hey, didnt she have a point for the $ we paid.. whatever, next the parents went upstairs so the small buglike children could show off their bobbing head gear and sing in a larger group for us. As they came up, McCale had his bobbers in his mouth, Karleigh was still recovering from the no-frame diploma and they begrudgingly sang baby songs such as itsy bitsy spider... I have to say, since guitar hero hit our house, they tend to want to sing "you wheely got me" and "sending out an SMS" (ie. SOS). Song time over, the kids all ran to the goodie table, Karleigh snatching up someones really clever cockroach fudge and McCale trying to yank out as many of the flying butterflies on a stick as he could. I stopped him, got Karleigh a drink and went to look for McCale again. Couldnt find him. Not a big deal - small place, closed doors, lots and lots of kids and sugar, so I decided to get some of the worm swimming punch and then go look.. still no McCale.. I turned to Karliegh who was back at the table, she was fine eating spider cookies, and asking to have some of the marzipan ants we made, I said yes, then turned for McCale.. in the mean time, I looked for the items I brought to see if one..they were actually being eaten or just laughed at..cookies nearly gone, butterflies eatin up, no pudding bucket? hmmm.. could it be soooo ugly that they didnt want to use it? or did someone else bring the same and mine was put away..yes..there was another pudding/dirt pan, so I guess mine was saved.. no worries, now where is McCale..... then I see two feet sticking out from behind a bunch of stacked chairs, the shoes were on backwards and his "getting too short" overalls were about ankle high.. ahhh..found him.... I turned the corner and there he was, 1/2 faced w/ YOU GUESSED IT, pudding dirt, the bucket wedged between his legs and his hands fully submerged heading upward by the scoopful. He finally reached his goal, he didnt just have a serving, dang it, he took the whole bucket!!!!!Well, all I can say is "thats my boy!"...And this my friends is one of the biggest joys of parenthood... scrubbing pudding from behind ears, up the nose and some how, dont ask.. on the legs and knees. These are the days.
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