Monday, October 06, 2008

Nope, NOT ME!

It's looking like I'm having some difficulty keeping this blog thing caught up. Have no fear....Monday is here and there is plenty to report:) Seeing that Chris was out of town most of last week and I was single~moming it (yes that is a verb phrase)....not much luxury things got done. We did manage to do laundry and clean the kitchen after meal time though. Eat nutritious meals....not on your life. I don't think my kids saw anything remotely resembling a veggie last week. Well, that is a lie...Miss Priss did but that is only b/c I've been making her baby food and all I had to do was pop a veggie cube out of the freezer. Now that I think about it... did I feed the kids last week?:)

Won't you join me and McMama in her weekly "Not me!" Monday. It shows up midway down her post...but trust me, you will want to read the begining....something we can all identify with.

Yes, I feed the kids last week....oatmeal.......AGAIN. Just remember, there WAS a meal in between the two servings and of course it was ORGANIC...thus taking care of ALL nutritional needs.

We did NOT have a "name your body parts" episode before school last Tuesday. I did NOT have to for warn their teacher they were on this kick and certain names may or may not come up in class that day. It went something like this:

Setting: Mommy using the potty with two boys nearby (Oh, come know you never go potty by yourself anymore these days)
Par: Mommy, you going pee pee?

M: Yes, baby, I am going pee pee...I'm a big girl and I use the potty

Pey: You get M&M's mommy?

M: Yep, I'm going to get some M&M's

Par: Mommy you have a p*n*s? (what, where did THAT come from)

M: No baby, only boys have a p*n*s.

Pey: Daddy have a p*n*s?

M: Yep, your daddy sure does b/c he is a BOY

Par: Mommy what you have?

M: Uhhhh...go ask your daddy? (I mean really...and we agreed long ago to use proper names with our kids...oh well, no turning back now)

the boys go running off to find daddy

Par: Daddy, you have a p*n*s?

D: Yes, yes I do

Pey: what does mommy have?

D: long pause....mommy has a v*g*na (me hiding around the corner laughing...he actually told them!)

Pey & Par: long pause.......and confused look on faces

Par: no, mommy has a hiney!

M: that's right boys and it sure was a lot cuter before you 3 monkeys came along! Now, lets get your bags ready for school.

***words not fully spelled out here to head off any creeps from googling thses words and our blog popping up***
***we agreed long ago to teach our kids the propper body parts when they asked. They would learn them one day anyway and also this would take a part of the mystery out of it all. God did give us different parts and they do have different names, simple as that. Someone once told us this would also help in case, heaven forbid, they were ever touched or violated in anyway. When asked to name the areas they were touched there would NEVER be ANY doubt the bodypart they named. There would have to be no clarifing what a "pee pee" or other made up name really was. It may not be for everyone, but it is what works for us.***

We were NOT those parents who took their kids out for a treat at 8pm on a Saturday night...who does that at bedtime? Fill them up with ice cream and such. I used to look at parents who did this and think...what are they thinking, those kids need to be home in bed! I've now learned that you don't always know the whole story and parents are not always entirely irresponsible...just partly:) and we now fit into that class! Chris had been out of town and we were making the most of our family time for the weekend. Ice cream at 8pm it was...besides, we had a coupon:)

On the way to get our special treat on Saturday at bedtime, my hubby did NOT have a parenting moment go bad. The boys were whining that they could not see the moon after we had rounded the corner (no, they were NOT whining b/c they were tired and it being there bedtime). Chris stated something to the affect: the moon does not come out for whining boys. When you stop whining you will see the moon again...whining stopped and we rounded another corner and low and behold there was the moon! Clearly we should have stated that if the whining did not stop we were turning the car around and going home without our treat.....BUT, WE wanted the ice cream and a family moment so off we went...bad parenting and all.

To continue our parenting gone wrong outing....we were leaving to come home (well after 9pm at this point)and Parker had to go potty....where there was NO potty around. This past week he has reverted to wetting his pants (grrrr) so I was very pleased he told me. What's a good mother to do? Drop his pants then and there in the parking lot (yes, a very public parking lot of a high end outdoor shopping center) and let him have at it? NO, NOT ME!...clearly I have more class than that! Not too worry.....he aimed at the wheel of the tire and it backfired all over me and him, getting both of us soaked! He was more wet than if he had wet his pants...BUT, we SAVED the car seat! Do I mention a cop drove by as this was taking place?

We did NOT play hookie from church the very next morning and sleep until well after 9am! Oh, it was DELIGHTFUL!

I did not keep my daughter up past her bedtime this week because it was easier to feed her when I was feeding the boys...a very late dinner. I can't even remember at this point why we were so late eating. She did NOT fall asleep in her chair while I tended to the monkeys and cleaned up the kitchen.
Miss Priss has her very own girlie PJs to wear. She does NOT wear her brothers old PJs b/c it is cheaper and well, they were own the kitchen counter from where a friend had recently returned them from borrowing them for her son.
Parker did NOT have to brush his teeth with the soap he had placed on his brothers toothbrush and then preceded to "paint" the bathroom with. This was after he had been told to stop playing in the soap...we are trying to get creative with discipline/learning around here. The consequences of disobeying mom and playing in soap....well, you put soap on your brothers toothbrush and now it is time to brush your teeth. It's too bad it has soap taste to it. Soap is not for playing, it is for washing our hands. This is going to taste bad and it did! We have had no more playing in the soap. I did let him rinse his mouth out and then brush his teeth with toothpaste like we should. Natural consequences seem to be working around here. We shall see. May not be for everyone but it is currently working for us.

The boys are NOT watching TV while I type this post....we hardly ever have the TV on and it has now been on for 4 hours!!!!! What am I thinking? They have not watching this much TV ever! It is Disney though....that makes it ALL OK right??? just like the organic oatmeal:)

A father/son moment on a late Saturday afternoon. Parker's favortie thing to do afternap time...checking the mail. Sometims he times it just right and gets to wait on the mail truck.


Peyton did very well eating his corn and green beans for breakfast! Score 1 for mom! I'm not really keeping score...but just in case I ever.....:)

This proved to me that it was a discipline/obedience issue and that he really likes these items. I NEVER force me kids to eat something I know they truly do not like. They must try everything given to them and we go from there. Gladly we have not had to do it again. HOWEVER, the next night he did think it funny to spit a mouth full of grits onto the to bed he went that night ahead of his brother. We are getting there....slowly but surly my kids WILL have table manners!


Shosh said...

i love the part, it was much cuter before you three came along!! hysterical

amanda said...

i like that i'm not the only mommy who feels the need to tell my kids their proper parts. even funnier that you made your husband actually say it. lol. i hope i have the opportunity to do that to my husband too. lol. his face turns red thinking about it!!

chrys said...

thanks for making me laugh.

yep, we call body parts the correct names around here, too. even 13-month old t says, "p*n*s!" every time we change his diaper. he's really proud of it.

he asked what it was and i told him. what can i say??

Weeksie50 said...

lol- you are too funny.
I loved your Not me post.. and your kids conversation.. lol..

The Howell family said...

Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha. I can relate to the hiney comment :) Oh, to be a fly on the wall during that conversation! I also think it is important to teach kids proper names for things. Those names are not bad-they are medically correct. And, technically, "butt" isn't a bad word b/c it is a shortened version of buttocks which is medically correct. It is irritating to me (can you tell ;) that society makes words bad that aren't bad. Hopefully we can meet up at Clemson. We will be over behind the engineering buildings. I'll call you when it gets closer.

Jennifer said...

I love the Hiney comment and mine is definetly wider, droopier, and all around fatter, not too mention it has stretch marks and dimples! Now after too much info. about my hiney I'll go now! Great post thought!

McDowell Family said...

I love the part about peeing in the parking lot...boys are so easy...wait until your little girl has to pee and you cop a squat in the parking lot!

Aron said...

I am LOVING these posts!!! Keep them coming!

The "parts" story reminded me of a time before Collin and I had kids when a little boy was in the studio having his portrait made and told us "I have a p*n*s, but my sister doesn't. She just has a REALLY BIG hiney!" So hilarious and cute! You've gotta love their innocence!

Elaine said...

You had me cracking up...

Anonymous said...

Sounds like you had an eventful week! Miss Pris is getting so big and is such a cutie. I love the picture at the mailbox. Love ya! Been trying to get the chance to call you, but by the time things settle around here, it's too late. I'll try again tomorrow!

Rebecca said...

Love, Love, LOVE the posts- I have laughed soo hard!!! I can totally relate!!! Yesterday, we were at the park and I was talking to some other moms by several of their kids who were nicely playing with toys in the sand. My son- running around like a mad-man-I look up, see Tallon SQUATTING in the grass area with his pants and underwear around his ankles.... I nearly died.... Tal's response when I reached him- "I had to go potty"- thankfully it was only #1!!!
love ya girl- hope your house sells soon so you can all be in 1 place every night again=)

Steve and Miranda said...

WOW, you have really been doing some catching up! I haven't checked in a few weeks and all the sudden you have a ton of GREAT posts for me to read! Thanks for all of the fun updates on your family.