Butt

I've already posted this on Facebook, but it was so funny. And there is a sequel to the story.

Norah was screaming about something and Levi asked why she was screaming. I said "Because she is a butt". Norah said "I not a butt. I have butt in my pants". Pretty cute right.

The next morning we dropped the boys at school and went to Walmart. Levi got his wallet out of his pocket to pay and Norah said "Daddy, you don't have a butt". We then had a conversation about everybody having a butt, so Norah went through a list of almost everyone she knows and said "_____ have a butt". After she went through everyone else she said "And I have a butt in my pants. It's stinky". :)

A Grandpa Filled Saturday

For some reason the kids had Grandpa on the mind this Saturday.

Saturday morning Norah woke up and I was getting her dressed. I asked her if she wanted to wear her pretty jeans. She said "No. Those Grandpa Scott's pants". Apparently Grandpa Scott likes to wear jeans with flowers all over them.

Saturday afternoon all the kids were playing up in the attic while I was putting the boys clothes away. At first they were just playing legos and trains and stuff, but then I saw them all move to the spare bedroom and whisper to each other. Wesley took off down the stairs as fast as he could and came back up with his harmonica. Mason got out some drum sticks for the snare and set up the play drum set for Norah. Wesley started singing "Grandpa's Big Beard" while Mason drummed and Norah drummed/danced. It was very cute so I had Levi take a break from painting to some see it. Wesley sang until he forgot the words and then did a long harmonica solo. Mason and Norah then took over the vocals. It was quite entertaining. Our kids are all very musical. I'm not sure which Grandpa this was supposed to be about since 4 out of 5 of their Grandpas have beards, but it was great.

What the what?

It's been a long time since I posted on here. Guess I've been too busy, but this story warrants an update.

About a week ago Norah woke up from her nap and when I was changing her diaper she said "The devil is coming". I asked her again and it still sounded like "The devil is coming". I asked where she heard that and she said "I don't know. The bat told me. The bat that daddy's saw". This was all not making any sense to me and was kind of freaking me out. We went downstairs and I told her to tell her dad what she told me.

Downstairs she told Levi, "The devil is coming. He's going to bring me presents".

I have no idea where she learned this. We don't know if she is confusing the devil and santa or what is going on.

Mason's future careers

Mason was telling the Schlerman kids that he needs to live by the ocean when he grows up to be a Marine Biologist. He explained to them what a Marine Biologist does and places he can live. He ended by saying "But if that doesn't work out I'll just sell ice cream". At least he has a back up plan right?

School

Norah really wants to go to school like her brothers. The other day she put on her back pack and said "Bye Mommy. I go to school. Make money and get flowers." I don't know what kind of school she thinks she's going to go to.

Favorite Brother

At Mason's birthday party some said something to Norah about Mason being her brother she replied "Favorite brother". She has been saying this a lot since then and Wesley has overheard it a few times. While I don't want him to be sad that Norah calls Mason her favorite brother, I love the change it has brought about in him. Wesley has been really nice to Norah these passed few weeks. He hugs her all the time, helps her do things, lets her sit on his lap, pushes her in the swing, etc. She hasn't called Mason her favorite in a few days, so the niceness from Wesley must be working.

New Flavor

Mason had a sore throat yesterday and the doctor said it wasn't strep so all that would help was some Chloraseptic Throat Spray. I sprayed some in his mouth and he got the worst look on his face. He asked what flavor it was and I said grape. He said "That's not grape, that's gross. That's what they should call cause it's gross". I can just picture a children's medicine bottle with the flavor "gross" on it. Maybe I should make him draw a new label to send to the pharmacy companies.

Dumb Sh!t My Husband Says

Last night I heard a noise and asked Levi what it was. I told him it sounded like maybe a train, but it could have just been the furnace making noise. He said "Either way you're right, because the furnace is a Trane". He's such a dork sometimes.

House Blog

Levi told me I should start a House Blog about fixing up our new house. I don't him that people rarely read or comment on this blog. Any interest in following a fixing up the house blog?

Boobies or Boogers

At the grocery store Norah was again yelling boobies and whether people she knew had them. "Boobies! Mommy have boobies. Mason no have boobies. My have boobies." and etc. I told her to quiet done and stop yelling boobies in the store. She then yelled "How bout boogers! My have boogers in nose. Mason have boogers". I don't really know which is better for a 2 year old to yell through the grocery store.

An "Owie" Story

Mason had to write a story at school about getting an "owie". This is what he wrote.

"I fell down niagra falls. There were sharks at the bottom and box jelly fish. Then I fell down the grand canyon. Then a sumrien fell on me. The sumrien bloow up."

Probably a little more than an "owie", but definitely more creative than something like "I fell off my bike".

In a braggy mood

So I'm just really in a braggy mood today. I'm so happy that Mason won the spelling bee, and more importantly, had so much fun being in it. He told me he wasn't too scared in front of all those people and he's glad I made him practice.

Today he got a letter sent home saying he is in the Excel groups for both Math and Reading. The E-groups are the equivalent of TAG at SEP or LEAP at Scioto. I'm so proud of him for doing good in school and for loving to learn.

A conceited 2 yr old

One day at the YMCA a nice lady named Jane went on and on about how cute Norah was. Several people have made these comments, but these must have stuck with Norah. Ever since that day she has been saying "Norah so cute" and "Norah so beautiful". I tried saying that Mason and Wesley were so cute too, but she just says "No! Norah so cute." Eventually she did admit that her brothers are so cute, Mommy is so beautiful, and Daddy is so old man. She likes to give being cute as an excuse for everything though.
Tonight she was throwing a fit because I wouldn't give her a snack while I was making dinner. I told her don't be naughty and she said "I not be naughty. I be so cute." She's only 2. I can't imagine how this girl will act as a teenager.

Recent Jokes That I Did Not Find Amusing- AT ALL

Mason: "Mommy, Mommy. That's a bat.......tery under the radiator."

Wesley: "AAAAH."
Me: "What?"
Wesley: "There's a ghost in the bathroom." (while smiling)
Me: "That's not funny".
Wesley: "Why didn't you like my joke?"

Me to boys: "Did you guys open that door and point the fan at the spare bed?"
Boys: "No. We don't know who did that."
a few minutes later.....
Me to Levi: "Did you go in the attic?"
Levi: "Yeah."
Me: "Did you open the spare room door and point the fan at the bed?"
Levi: "Yes. What? Did you think the ghost wanted cooled off?"

Maybe they are trying to make me less scared by making jokes, but it's not working.

Balls

A few nights ago we were talking about how food dye is bad for you. I was telling Levi that I remembered people talking about how yellow #5 could make your testicles shrink. Mason asked "What are testicles?". I said "The balls next to your weewee". Mason and Wesley looked at each other. Wesley did his nose scrunch smile and Mason did his little sly smile and at the exact same moment they both said "Oh we just call those balls" and started the hysterical laughter. I'm sure we are in for much more of this as they get older.

Norah Stinky Barn

Sometimes when Norah wakes up in the morning her diaper has leaked and her room really stinks. One day Levi said "Norah, it stinks like a barn in here". Norah really likes saying that now. So much that she isn't as interested in potty training anymore. Instead when we ask her if she needs to sit on the potty she says "No. Change diaper. Norah stinky barn.".

Why is nautiness so cute?

Yesterday Norah had to have a time out because she would not stop eating her crayons and screaming at me "I want eat colors!". I put her in her crib and she threw out her pillow, blanket, and babies. Then she ripped out her hair tie and took off all her clothes. After about 10 minutes she called me in a sweet voice. I went and checked on her and got her re-dressed. She told me "sorry" and said "I want draw picture. I not eat colors". It was so cute and she was a real sweetheart. But as I was putting dishes away I turned around and noticed that she had blue crayon all over her lips and cheeks and was smiling.

Tinkerbell

We were at Kohls the other day trying to find Norah a new swimsuit. She really wanted the Elmo bikini, but it was only in size 4T, so I told her she couldn't get it. I found 2 really cute butterfly suits, but she kept grabbing other ones especially a Tinkerbell one. I finally convinced her to pick a butterfly one because I thought they were really cute. I told her "Tinkerbell is poopy". She said "Ok mommy, inkerbell poopy. I want buffly". Not the best parenting technique, but now she has a cute butterfly swimsuit.

So the other day she wanted her sleeping bag out in the living room like the boys. Mason brought it done for her and spread it on the floor. She looked at it and said "Mommy who dat?". I said "That's Tinkerbell" and she responded "Oh, Inkerbell poopy". I had no idea she would remember or repeat it. I also realized that I bought her a $3 Tinkerbell backpack at Walmart a couple weeks ago. Guess I need to watch what I say!

See you later elephant?

Norah has been copying everything anyone says lately. At bedtime I always tell her "Goodnight. Love you." She started copying this and saying "Goodnight Mommy. Yuv you." When she puts her baby in the stroller and pushes it to the other room she always yells the same thing, so I thought it was time to get her a new saying. I thought I would try the "see you later alligator/after while crocodile" bit, but it's still a little too much. She has caught onto the see you later, but gives it her own twist. She gets her baby ready and says "See you later elephant". And now at bedtime it is always "Goodnight mommy. Yuv you. See you later elephant". I smile and laugh everytime I hear it.

Proud Mom

All the kids were watching a movie the other day. Rhyan questioned something that happened, so Mason explained it to him. Rhyan asked "How did you know that?" and Mason responded "Because I read the book." I don't know if I have ever been more proud of him. I love that my kids love to read!

A Birthday Party Idea

Tonight I thought I came up with a great birthday party idea that Wesley would love. I asked him if him and Norah wanted to have a Hawaiian Beach party. I thought we could have Hawaiian Patties, pineapple, etc. I also gave him a list of fun things we could do like have everyone come in their beach gear, run through sprinklers, play on a slip-n-slide, water balloons, all kinds of fun stuff. He just stared at me and finally asked "Will there be a cake and can I eat it outside on a table?". This is the 2nd time he has mentioned eating cake on a table outside, so I guess it's the simple things in like that please him.

New Joke for Norah

The boys taught their favorite joke to Norah.

Mason: "Norah guess what?"

Norah: "Chitchen Butt!"

I've always loved the way she says chicken, but this makes it even cuter.

Little Miss Attitude

Me: "Norah do you want back in the stroller?"
Norah: "Noooo."
Me: "Then walk."
Norah: "Noooo."
Me: "Do you want me or daddy to carry you?"
Norah: "Noooo!!!"
Me: "Who taught you that naughty word?"
Norah: "Cause." (with an adorable little smile)

Babysitting=Pets

Wesley told me that when I babysit kids in our house it's basically just like having some pets. He said I have to walk the kids to the bus stop, feed them, play with them, and clean up poop. So it's just like having pets. I guess he is glad we have extra kids in our house so he doesn't miss Bussie and Darby as much.

Mean Midnight Lilly

Mason has been telling us that he keeps hearing someone sing a song in his head and it won't stop. The song is "Mean Midnight Lilly". Levi told him to write down the words. He wrote them down and then wrote a sequel to it. There are also some pictures of Mean Lilly (frown and angry eyebrows) with a gun. Below are the lyrics as Mason wrote them (with some spelling errors).

Mean Midnight Lilly
Mean Midnight Lilly being mean. Mean Midnight Lilly a killer mushean.

Mean Midnight Lilly Comes Back
Mean Midnight Lilly comin back.
Killen you.
White or black.

So Levi thinks these are cute songs. I find them creative, but very disturbing. Especially since he said he heard them whispered in his head.

Getting Old

A mom has to now she's getting old when her son requests deodorant from the store. Really thought I had a few more years before that would happen.

Anyone else annoyed with fart/poop jokes?

I love my boys, but sometimes I get so sick of the constant fart or poop jokes. And the thing is, the jokes aren't even funny. Most of the time all one of the boys has to do is say the word "fart" and the other one bursts out laughing. For example, we were at Kroger last night and the boys were walking behind me. Wesley said "You're a farty farty fart head" and Mason couldn't control his laughter. Was it really that funny? I turned to both of them and said that the next person to say the word "fart" would be sold to one of the Kroger shoppers.

It just seems like they have to throw fart/poop into every sentence. We had some ants in our house last week, but bought some ant bait traps and now they are gone. Mason said they are gone because of the poison, but Wesley has a different take on this. He said "The ants are gone because they ate too much of our food and are full. They left because they really need to poop and don't want to do it in our house". Any excuse to use the word "poop" at the dinner table.

When will my boys out grow this stage?

Norah says the cutest things

Norah is now 21 months old and is a constant talker at home. She says the most adorable things sometimes and the naughtiest things at other times. I remember I loved when she learned to say "mommy, daddy, baby, ball, Wesley, Bubba, etc". Now she is linking words together like crazy and speaking in complete sentences. She even called our neighbor "Comfy Shorts Cameron" the other day. She does this all the time at home, but is still a little shy speaking around strangers. Below are some of my favorite phrases from Norah. I need to jot them down before I forget.
"Weshley stinks", "Mommy Happy?", "Bubba Rocks", "I want pretties", "Weshley quit, git", "Baby ssh. Quiet. Quit!", "Play friend Abby", "Darby good girl", "Daddy is Norah cutes?", "I need drink, I want milk" and my personal favorite "I want Eyes Eyes Baby" (aka Ice Ice Baby).
She has so many more and the expressions and actions she has to go with them are so cute. I really need to get out the video camera more often to catch these moments. It's something I'm sure I will miss as she gets older.

Dinner Conversation

Levi was in New York today for work and will not be getting back until late tonight. I usually have a good memory about things the kids have said, but I have decided when Levi is gone I need to start writing down the things the kids say so I don't forget and have no one to remind me. Tonight's dinner conversation was a perfect example of this.
Mason was telling Wesley, Norah, and me about Jackson throwing up at school again today. He was so mad because both times that Jackson has thrown up in class he has been sitting by him. Wesley then started talking about how someone barfed in his class the other day. While we normally don't talk about throwing/barfing at the dinner table I let the conversation continue because Wesley was describing that "barf" has lots of germs and how you need to make sure you wash your hands and face afterwards. Mason started describing the differences between "barf" and "throwing up". According to him, barf is when you have tons of stuff coming out of your mouth, but throwing up is just when there is a little puddle of spit. That is why Jackson "threw up" today rather than "barfed". Oh the joys of dinner with only the kids!

Hello

I love reading other people's blogs about their families and children and thought I should finally start my own. I'm not very good at coming up with random things to write about, but I love retelling stories about my kids. That is what the majority of this blog will be.