When Life Gives You Lemons...: A Temporary Hiatus

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

A Temporary Hiatus

Sadly, I have to announce that I will be taking a temporary hiatus from blogging while we move this week. I'm not sure how long it will take to get our internet up and running in the new house, but I'll be back as soon as I can. And then WATCH OUT!

The kids are so excited about moving into our "big house" and being able to run, jump, fall and stomp without me having to say "Please stop stomping; that's too loud for our neighbors." In fact, the kids came with me on Monday to take a load of stuff to the house and all they wanted to do was chase each other in circles around our empty living room; all I could do was sit in the middle and laugh. Good times, good times.

Peace out!

1 comments:

Kathy said...: Hey remember me, Kathy Upchurch (Fowler)from Garland 1st ward & I was in YSA with John. I just found your blog cause my cousin Farrah has Jennifer Sabin on the sidebar of her blog. How funny! I did not know yall got married congrats. My blog is www.digitalfowlers.blogspot.com
We live in Fort Worth, TX. I am glad to hear yall are doing great & your kids are so cute. Also my email is kathyfowler17@yahoo.com; June 1, 2008 at 5:13 PM

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Out of the Mouths of Babes...

06/2009:
Steven's coughing and looking for his cup but can't find it. He sees my glass of water sitting next to me and says:
"Hey, sometimes you let me drink your water, sometimes." Gee, do you want some of my water or what?

Steven: "Mom, I'm a new superhero called Naked Boy!"
Me: "Oh really. And what are your super powers, naked boy?"
Steven: "I throw naked-heads at people and they blow up!"

Steven: "I'm Iron Man today, Mommy. Watch out 'cause I shoot hot iron out of my fingers!"

We were getting ready to watch a family movie...
Steven: "I'll be in charge of candy, Mommy is in charge of popcorn, Margaret is in charge of the movie..."
Daddy: "What am I in charge of?"
Steven: "You be in charge of sitting."

Steven: "You can do it! You can do it, mom!"
Me: "I can do what?"
Steven: "You can drive as fast as Lightning McQueen!"
So I might have been driving a little fast... but not THAT fast!

I was outside mulching the garden beds when Steven came out to join me...
Steven: "Mom, can I come smell the dirt?"
Me: "Uh, sure you can."
Steven: (sniff, sniff) "This dirt smells like pizza!"

I just put Steven's bowl of spaghetti and meatballs in front of him...
Steven: "Ummm.... Mommy?"
Me: "Yes, sweetie?"
Steven: "My meatballs look like poo-poo."
Nice...

Margaret just threw all of her food onto the floor... again. Steven: "Mommy, when you were little you were supposed to throw your food on the floor, too."

One night John told Steven the story of his birth. The next morning...
Steven: "Mommy, I used to be in your tummy like this (lays on the floor and curls into a ball) and then I would kick you like this (gets up and does a lively jig.)"

Me: "This is the letter A and it says "a", as in apple."
Steven: "Can you please stop talking, mom."

Me: "Steven, I want you to clean up your toys before lunch." Steven: "What did your voice just say, Mommy?"

Me: "I love you, Steven."
Steven: "I love your clean car, Mommy."