Hook Me Up With Some Gum

"Hook me up with some gum, please Mommy?" says Thor after his nap.

I guess this is how big 3 year olds ask for gum nowadays. I have no idea where he gets these things... but they sure keep me laughing.

Doctor Day for Little M and Big D

Dax is so happy; band-aid and all...

Dax had his very first trip to the Doctor today! Maycee tagged along for her 2-year check-up.

Highlights:
• Maycee is in the mere 10th percentile for both her height and weight, whilst Dax is in the 110th percentile for his height and weight. Big and Little.

• Maycee's cute grin while Dr. Pederson checked her over. She laid on the table so nicely. I am fairly certain that she thought of the appointment as play. Thanks for the Doctor Kit, Grandma Eve-- playing doctor with Thor really paid off today! She said "AHHHHH" when the doctor requested as she looked into her mouth. She also said "AHHHHH" when the doctor shined a light up her nose. :) I'm so proud of her!

• The way Dax started to pout as he realized the pain of the needle in his chubby leg... and then a little grunt... and then a huge smile as the nurses praised him and pasted a bandaide on. He's such a tough little guy.

So... Where's the Freakin' Cereal?

Ahhh... the things kids pick up on.

Yesterday morning was a cold, blustery day with our first-of-the-season snowfall. We all got a late start up. Thor meandered around the living room in his white undies, whilst I was feeding sleepy baby Dax on the couch. Then it came.

Thor sweetly walked up to me, twisting his fingers around a ponytail that he found on the floor, and asked: "Mommy, can I have some freakin' cereal?"

If I had been drinking a glass of water, it would have spewed out of my mouth right there. "Umm.... yes, in just a moment." I said very calmly.

Now, these are the things I have learned since having kids. If I tell him NOT to say that word, he is quite likely to repeat it often. If I laugh, he is likely to repeat it often. And totally out of context.
So I hastily chose to ignore it.

Fast-forward three minutes or so. I shuffled through the pantry doors, admittedly barren of cereal.

"Mommy, where's the freakin' cereal?" Thor chattered as he moved some boxes around.

"Thor, you really cannot say that, ok?" says the One who really hopes it wasn't her potty-mouth that got Thor saying the word in the first place.

"Ok." he said. "I won't say that."

"Great!" says I, still chuckling, mostly inside.

As we ate the last of some wheat Chex, I couldn't help but laugh inside. And BBM the quote to my sister. And my mom. And my husband.

Am I proud? Not really.

Humored for the day?

Definently.

My First Blog Post

I finally got around to making myself a blog. I cannot believe it has taken me this long, but then again... I have been a little busy in the last few years. As for the title of my blog; well, this sums up what I will be "blogging" about. I won't mention too much about the dog, but he always seems to show up in the background of most pictures, so I figured I'd give him a little credit.

And what a better way to kick off my blog than with some candid photographs from this morning, of the kids in their Sunday best!