Memory Monday

My last Monday's post was of middle daughter and her circus leggo language.  We are now going to fast forward about a year and a half.  At the ripe old age of 3 and 9 this is the scene I came upon...

The kids rooms were downstairs and I didn't hear enough noise ( both of them were down there).  I get to the bottom of the stairs and I see my daughter's profile in the doorway.  One hand on her hip, the other shaking a finger at her brother.  Her words...don't piss me off!

This time brother is clearly not in trouble.  I sent him from the room and don't belive that I even questioned what what going on.  This time she was in for a talking to.  It turns out that her new babysitter (my next door neighbor with a son; daughter's age) used that particular saying.

Not sure what is worse...sending them to school or daycare!

Have a great Monday!  :)

Memory Monday

With the birth of a new (and 1st) grandchild and reading a fellow bloggers post I have decided to create...Memory Monday.  I will do my best to post a memory from the kids, farm or life in general each Monday.

I decided to start with the crazy things kids learn in school.

My daughter was about 2 years old and my son was in second grade (7  years old).  He was sitting at the kitchen table doing homework while I was putting away laundry.  Daughter was in the entry to my bedroom just off the kitchen.  She had a little lego set that had cirus animals and a train that connected and fit the animals in.  She sat on the floor saying F --K, F --K, F --K.  I was not paying attention (never thinking about what she was saying, just glad she was playing happily).  My son shouts out...MOM do you hear what she is saying!?!  She is saying...and he spells it out.  I dropped the laundry and hurried to the kitchen table.

Here it comes...you guessed it...he got in trouble for knowing how to spell that word.  I knew quite clearly that my husband and I did not use that type of language, nor did any of my daycare providers.  Poor kid had to explain that he doesn't talk like that, but learned the word from the bathroom walls.

I sat on the floor next to my daughter, who was still making these particular epitaphs; explained to her that trains say...choo, choo, choo.  She said ok mommy...from then on she used choo, choo, choo with her train sets.

Meanwhile...son got A's in spelling.  :)

Time Off

I took Saturday off from the farm to clean the house for my daughters' Junior Prom.  She invited her friends over for a dish-to-pass dinner and then they were off to prom.  I am so blessed to have such wonderful children.  My only sorrow is that they grow up so fast.

I will hopefully find time to update everyone on all the changes on the farm, for now...have a great weekend!