I keep thinking about this story and laughing about it, so I need to write it down.
Before Thanksgiving break, Luke had asked me to buy the new Superman movie for the boys for the trip up to Michigan. On the front of the movie it says "Man of Steel." On the actual dvd it say "Man of Steel." I guess I knew it was really Superman, but I always in my head thought of it as "Man of Steel."
I can't remember the exact circumstances of how it all happened, but I put Man of Steel into the dvd player on the drive home. Will said he knew what movie it was and asked Dane to guess. It was one of those moments where as a mom I was paying 1/2 attention. I heard Will say "It starts with an "S". If I had been paying full attention I would have understood he was thinking Superman, but I wasn't, and I only thought to myself no, that's not right. So I said "No, it starts with an M" (thinking Man of Steel) I happened to turn around and look at Will at that exact moment and he got the most genuinely confused and twisted look on his face and replied "MOOPERMAN???"
Monday, December 30, 2013
Sunday, December 29, 2013
Christmas 2013
We had a lovely Christmas this year. We go to my mom's for Christmas Eve dinner. The last 2 years we've had BBQ ribs and sides and this year was as delicious as ever. Then we go to the Christmas Eve candlelight service at our church. This year my mom and Chuck (and family) were asked to light the Christmas advent candle. Will had been battling a nasty little bug, so he and Luke weren't able to go, but my mom, Chuck, Dane and I went to the service. My mom and Dane lit the candle while Chuck and I did a reading. It was really beautiful and quite an honor. And Dane was a little angel, almost. Maybe another post on that....
My mom and Chuck usually spend the night with us on Christmas Eve, but this year since Will has been sick they decided to sleep at their house and come over early early for the boys to open presents. My mom has been warned to steer clear of germy places so they decided to play it safe. So they came over early.
Mama and Chuck
We were blessed with this incredible sunrise on Christmas morning. Unbelievable.
It's very hard to impress/surprise my husband. We alternate years on giving presents. This year was my year to give to Luke. I surprised him with the Go Pro camera he's been wanting for a long time. He was excited! I had to capture the moment :)
The boys showing their true stripes!
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Caroling
Today at school Wills class went Christmas Caroling. They bundled up and walked to the local store, post office and church. I think that's so precious it brings a tear to my eyes.
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Santa Visit 2013
Visiting Santa went well this year. Mostly.. We went to the Candy Cane Hunt on Saturday. Its an event that our good friends put on for kids. We got there and Will was really excited to go and ice a cookie with Fisher, but Santa was leaving in about 10 minutes, so I said we needed to go and visit him first. Well apparently he was having a one track mind. I couldn't really hear their conversation but after they finished up I asked him what he asked Santa for and he said he forgot what was on his list and didn't ask for anything! Hmmm, where's the Parental Manual I so often wish for? Does he get a redo? Does Santa just know what he wants? Does he get nothing since he blew his big chance? Probably not:) Since he was thinking about asking for a real dirt bike, since they're so expensive and all, I'm guessing Santa gets full approval to not deliver that gift. Whew for Mama and Daddy!
Saturday, December 14, 2013
Thursday, December 12, 2013
Christmas program
Tonight was Will and Danes Christmas programs. I had them all dressed in their best little outfits. As I was adjusting Danes last minute tucks and straightenings, I was mentally going over the instructions in my head. Will was supposed to wear green or red. Check. Then I thought about Dane's instructions...."wear whatever you like". It occurred to me that last year the younger class wore costumes: little sheep and angels, etc. so I asked him if he was wearing a costume. He thought about it and said yes! I said "oh you are!? What is your costume?" He replied: uuuuuuuuum, Batman.
post note: there were no Batman costumes at the program. Sorry, Dane.
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
Discipline, Oh My
Yesterday Will took it upon himself to discipline Dane. Apparently they were playing "swords", (which I saw them both participating in with my own two eyes). I guess Dane hit Will on the arm with his sword. Will figured a spanking was the appropriate consequence for that.
After I explained the rules to Will, and that he's most certainly not allowed to spank anyone, I sent him to his room for the night. At the time, I didn't realize that it was actually an hour earlier than I had thought: CURSE DAYLIGHT SAVINGS. So when I thought I was sending him to his room for about 40 minutes, it was actually an hour and 40 minutes.
Oh my. He wailed. He's not one to sulk at his consequences or even let me know that he cares one way or another. So this was different, I'm not sure what it was about. But he was upset. Crying. Sobbing. Huge alligator tears. Splotchy face. Wailing through the monitor. I got on the phone with my mom to distract myself. I assumed Dane was going to go into Will's room and play with him - fine with me; I expected him to, and since I misjudged the time that was even better. Plus the worst part for Will is knowing he can't go out of his room, not that he would want to. And not that it's ever a great consequence anyway, since he takes them all like they're nothing and couldn't care one way or another. (see: posts about Difficulties With Discipline as a Mother of an Alpha-Male)
So I'm talking to my mom and here comes Dane. Into my bathroom upstairs. Dragging his blanket. I say "What are you doing? Why aren't you downstairs playing with Will?"
Dane (3 years old) says, with his palms turned up and a brows furrowed: "I can't listen to that crying!"
After I explained the rules to Will, and that he's most certainly not allowed to spank anyone, I sent him to his room for the night. At the time, I didn't realize that it was actually an hour earlier than I had thought: CURSE DAYLIGHT SAVINGS. So when I thought I was sending him to his room for about 40 minutes, it was actually an hour and 40 minutes.
Oh my. He wailed. He's not one to sulk at his consequences or even let me know that he cares one way or another. So this was different, I'm not sure what it was about. But he was upset. Crying. Sobbing. Huge alligator tears. Splotchy face. Wailing through the monitor. I got on the phone with my mom to distract myself. I assumed Dane was going to go into Will's room and play with him - fine with me; I expected him to, and since I misjudged the time that was even better. Plus the worst part for Will is knowing he can't go out of his room, not that he would want to. And not that it's ever a great consequence anyway, since he takes them all like they're nothing and couldn't care one way or another. (see: posts about Difficulties With Discipline as a Mother of an Alpha-Male)
So I'm talking to my mom and here comes Dane. Into my bathroom upstairs. Dragging his blanket. I say "What are you doing? Why aren't you downstairs playing with Will?"
Dane (3 years old) says, with his palms turned up and a brows furrowed: "I can't listen to that crying!"
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