Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Snow in April

S was pretty excited about seeing snow this morning - I was just annoyed that I had to clean off the car because the garage is blocked by a dumpster and currently unusable.

But he helps put it in perspective, he walks outside immediately sticks his tongue out to catch the snow flakes and explains to me that "Minnesota is confused, it's really spring."

Tuesday, March 1, 2011


Having gestational diabetes is not something I would normally post about, but why not.
Pregnancy #2, GD take 2, the only difference this time around is that I have a curious 4-year old asking tons of questions and wanting to watch everytime I check my blood sugar.

Here's his take on what's happening:

I picked S up at school the other day and he showed me a pipe cleaner he had to bring home to "test my blood sugar." He then demonstrated by using the tip of the pipe cleaner to poke his finger and explained it was a little sharp but not too sharp to give him just a little stick.

He then went on to explain what his blood sugar test was for - which he said is different then mine, his test tells him how much sugar to have. The diagnosis:

"It says I need one cookie a day, one chocolate chip muffin a day, and one all chocolatey muffin a day. That's how much sugar I need." [wish my test worked liked that]

He continues to watch me test, and use his pipe cleaner to test along with me. Tonight after dinner, our blood sugar was exactly the same with our different testing methods.

Monday, December 13, 2010

Introducing Hammy

I'm not sure about the exact chain of events, but it went something like this - G brought a ham home from work, S was thrilled, we took a family vote (I lost 2-1) and the baby (at least before it is born) is now called "Hammy". I'll admit, after a few days, it is starting to grow on me.

That's right, we're pregnant and due in June. S couldn't be more thrilled about being a big brother, he gets giddy when telling anyone about his "big secret" that "mommy has a baby in her belly." And he spends a lot of time talking about all he'll do with the baby when it's born, read, sing, the works. And he decided last night that he's going to learn how to hold the baby the "special way" so he can take care of it himself - later that night he decided that actually the whole family should take care of the baby.

Here are a few other things we've heard from S:

"It's going to come out head first right?"

"Can we call the baby Mickey Mouse? And then what if we called it Minnie by accident?" [followed by hysterical laughing]

S: Let's call the baby SAS.
Me: Won't that be confusing, if I call your name you won't know who I'm talking to. What if I say S, you need to sit in your listener chair (aka time out), who would I be talking to.
S: The baby.
Me: What if I say S, come get a special treat, who would I be talking to?
S: no words required - with a big grin, points to himself!

Me: You can call the baby whatever you want when it's in my belly. Then when the baby is born, you can give us ideas for names, but mommy and daddy will make the final decision.
S: How bout this. I can call the baby whatever I want when it's in your belly, and then when the baby is born, the whole family will decide what to call it.

S: Can I feel the baby?
Me: Sure.
S: [with hand on my belly] I think I just felt the baby's nose.

S: [after giving me a very sweet hug in the morning] I gave some of my hug to you and some of my hug to the baby.
[he now continues to give big hugs to me and Hammy]

S: I'm going to give you the biggest hug ever and the biggest high-5 ever after the baby is born if it doesn't hurt coming out.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Be specific please

A conversation S and I had in the car this morning on the way to school:

S: I love these pretty flowers.
Me: You mean the ones on your drink.
S: No, my drink is water.
Me: Oh, the ones on the cup your drink is in.
S: Yes on the top by where I drink from. If they were in my drink they would be floating in the water and that would just be silly.
Me: You're right.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010


As parents, our words always sound different coming from our children.

S was playing with his barn last night, and built up a barn area and decided a pig wanted to go insde. He rammed the pig into the block that was the door which then fell inside what was the barn. Next:

[said in a voice that I think was supposed to be the pig] "Oh no, I didn't want my door inside there."
[as himself, and very nonchalant] "That's the consequence."

All I could do was laugh.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

What fell on the Mall of America?

Here's the conversation S and I had in the car this morning:

S: Mama, what fell on the Mall of America?
Me: What fell on it?
S: Yes, what fell on the Mall of America?
Me: I don't know.
S: Yes you do. I heard you say it when there was no mail, what fell on the Mall of America.
Me: Oh, are you thinking about Columbus Day, when I said Christopher Columbus landed on the shores of America.
S: Yes, he fell on the Mall of America.
Me: No, he was on a boat and landed on the shores of the United States of America, not the Mall of America.
S: Oh. Why was he on a boat.

And the conversation went on from there.

Friday, October 1, 2010

A boy, a girl, and a playground

S: What's the boy in a wedding called?
Me: The groom.
S: Sophie invited me to her wedding. She was the girl and she wanted me to be the boy.
S: I told her no, I was playing a football tournament. Maybe I could play wedding with her the next day, I don't know.