Around our house singing and/or humming is not uncommon.
Jennifer was singing to herself while helping me around the house yesterday. Kelli was playing with her new Knex set that she got from her Pappaw and Cheena (Phillip's Dad and Charlene).
Kelli: Sissy can you please stop singing
Jennifer: (Prentends to cry)
Kelli: It's not that you don't sing beautifully because you do. I just can't concentrate.
...Hmm can't even be a diva in your own house!
Merry Christmas! I have a very excited 6 year old who is available for a visit to anyone's house today :)
What a nice way to ask her sister to stop! Oh, I understand. We have all kinds of singing/humming/piano playing/other miscellaneous instrument issues between the kids.
Funny one on Kelli - I was trying to explain what Mistletoe was and that it was a little plant that when you hung it up and 2 people stood under it they were supposed to get a kiss.
Kelli - "I know a few boys who I'd like to get under that Toe plant"
Maybe I should stick with the less affectionate Holiday symbols! HA! Actually Kelli is quite innocent in her little crushes. The High School and College age Guys at Southside are very sweet to the constant stream of little girls who come and talk to them. Those are the boys she said she wanted to put under the Toe plant.
The snow was very cool. It started really coming down about 9pm and didn't let up until almost midnight. We got 3 inches here.
We had a blast outside and yes I let Kelli stay up the whole time even with school the next day. We built 3 snowmen one of which was almost 4 feet tall.
Here's a story on me - I am a pretty skilled snowball thrower from having to defend myself against my older male cousins when I was a kid and we'd visit Oklahoma.
Anyway I was being all nice to my very good friend across the street Zahra and not hitting her in the face with a snowball. Well she pegged me right in the face and then it was ON.
After I chased her down and caught her she got behind me so I couldn't hit her with a snowball. Well she didn't know that I know how to sweep a person's legs out from under them.
I swept Zahara and she fell down so we were rolling in the snow smashing snowballs in each other's faces laughing hysterically. Our husbands stood and watched us.
When my 38 year old friend and I were tired which wasn't very long we decided we needed an ambulance. I have paid for that fun in soreness ever since. It was worth it though :)
Sounds like you had a good time in the snow. I wish someone would send some my way. I keep asking, but it hasn't happened yet. The toe plant story is another good one.
Yes I'm alive! I'm trying to de-clutter and organize my whole house before the Spring semester starts January 20th. Those of you who know me very well will understand what an undertaking that is for me ;)
Believe it or not I don't have a funny story on Kelli but I do have one that I do have to share because it makes me so proud of her!
When I was at her school helping for their field day/carnival the Teacher Aide in Kelli's room came up to me and asked if I was Kelli's mom. Usually that makes me a little nervous but I told I was anyhow.
She told me that I have a very special little girl who has a kind character beyond anything she'd ever seen. There is a little boy in Kelli's class who has Autism. He is high functioning but he still requires an aide and is the inclusion program. Kelli had told me about a new boy that she was friends with who went to another class for part of the day. I figured it was for Speech.
The Aide went on to tell me that Kelli is the only child who seeks this little boy out to play with him and she is like a little Mother to him and makes this little boy feel very special. The Aide said I should be very proud of Kelli.
Of course you guys know I was in tears hearing that because it just made me so proud of Kelli.
Yesterday she came home with a project they did in class. They had to draw someone special to them and then write 3 or 4 sentences about why this person was special. Kelli chose this little boy.
Isn't that sweet? It sure is nice when you get those reports about your kids when you try really hard to instill those traits and wonder if you're even getting through to them!
Enough bragging...I'll catch up on all your blogs as I can, expect late night comments - hee hee
This story warms my heart in so many ways. I pray for the "Kelli's" when it comes to our oldest -- he has Aspergers. You and Philip have obviously done many, many right things for her to be so in tune to the needs of others.
Yesterday afternoon I was helping Kelli with her Bible lesson for class. She and I were working on a worksheet for Proverbs. The subject was temptations. I was trying to help Kelli understand what temptations were.
Me: Temptations are things that cause you to make a choice that is bad and you will get into trouble. It's kind of like when I ask you to clean your room and you have a thought that says "Mom is always on you to clean up your room. You don't need to do it right now, just ignore her."
Kelli: "That's terrible!"
Me: I know and God doesn't like it because the Devil is always wanting us to do wrong so that we don't obey God. The Devil doesn't want anyone to obey God.
Kelli: "I think when the Devil does that to us that God puts His hands on His hips and gets a mad look on His face."
Last Saturday morning when Phillip and I got ready to exchange cards for our Anniversary, I had to wait for him to sign his. (No that's not the funny part, that's the normal part - hee hee)
I'm in the other room and he says, "Oh no!"
Me: "What's wrong?"
Phillip: "I got the wrong card. This is not an Anniversary card. It's a Happy Birthday card."
He told me he would go and get an anniversary card. He said he didn't realize it said Happy Birthday. He told me he went through a lot of cards and found one with the thought he wanted to give to me. I let him off the hook after that because I thought that was sweet that he read so many cards.
My parents used to go to the card store together on their anniversary. They looked at cards and showed each other the ones they'd buy for each other if they were going to buy each other a card.
Yesterday Kelli's class was using red paint to paint apples because they are talking about apples and leaves.
Kelli accidentally got some of the paint in her hair.
While her teacher was washing the paint out of Kelli's hair in the sink she tells the Classroom Aide "In 30 years I've never had one get paint in their hair."
I am supposed to meet with Kelli's teacher for a conference on October 14th. I think I'll skip telling Mrs. Barker the paint washing episode might not be the only new experience she has this year :)
What? She's never had a child get paint in their hair? That seems a little odd to me. Sure she's taught for 30 years????? Happy anniversary....17 years and 7 days before us!
