Miss Personality

A picture speaks a thousand words! This photo is a result of a Kurt and Elizabeth photo session about a year ago. These happen if ever I leave the camera in plain sight. Hundreds of pics of walls, shoes, electrical outlets, nostrils, and the insides of the piano bench and dresser drawers have all been lost due to the wonderful, magnificent DELETE button. This one was a keeper, this is Elizabeth in true form! Isn't it amazing that this fairly clear picture was taken by a 2 year old?

It never ceases to amaze me how many people approach me about Elizabeth. I tend to cringe and hold my breath anticipating the news of her adventures . Knowing her like I do, I live in fear of what she may do when I'm not present to play behavior police. Thankfully, I am usually spared the horrors of her misadventures with some cute or funny story. Today was no exception. As I was visiting with one of her preschool teachers during swim lessons I got and ear full. Apparently, they were working with plastic chain links at school and encouraging the kids to work together and be creative. While the other kids were competing for the "longest chain", Elizabeth and Anthony were partners in crime and punishment. They decided to bind each other with chains from head to toe and finalized their work by binding themselves together. I also learned that Elizabeth seems to gravitate more to the boys than girls, I wonder if this means she is a bit of a Tom Boy or if we should be contemplating hidden video survelience for her teen years. Any ideas?

Kurt's Top Ten Fetish's

All children have quirks, Kurt just seems to have more than his fair share of fetish's. Here is the Top Ten!

1. Must sleep with satin pillowcase. He caresses it in his sleep, so funny to see.


2. If it make his fingers dirty, it is off limits.


3. Bugs!!! AHHHHH! Run! Going out to play is a regular heart attack!


4. Shoes and socks are to be worn at all times. It used to be a wrestling match to get him to go shoeless in his P.J.'s


5. Naked is unacceptable, shirtless counts as naked.......this includes swimming.


6. Blankets must be turned in proper direction, and stacked in correct order.


7. Food cannot be mixed, or even touch.


8. Cheese pizza NO toppings! He'll lift the cheese to double check.


9. If a cup has a lid, don't bother trying to get him to drink without it. He is capable, just unwilling. Needless to say, I won't buy cups with lids anymore.


10. Don't EVER sit in his seat. If you even look at it crooked he might hyper-ventilate. But if he chooses to sit in yours, so what, at least that is what he thinks.

Ohhh Lexi!

Tonight was parent teacher conferences and the story of the day belongs to Lexi. Sometimes we just have to sit back and accept that we have really funky kids!

Mrs. Fogle is Lexi's classroom teacher and Mrs. Hanna is the gifted program teacher (also a good friend). I was not aware until I arrived that I would be meeting with the teachers at the same time. It went something like this.

Mrs. Fogle: I really dont have much to say about Lexi, she is doing great in.....

Mrs Hanna: Yes, she is just so fun to have in SAGE.

Mrs. Fogle: I can only think of one thing I am concerned about...pause...

Me: It's her questions, isn't it? (Mrs. Hanna giggles)

Mrs. Fogle: (Laughing) Today she raised her hand during our spelling review. (deep breath) I asked her if her question was important. In all seriousness she said "yes, very". Okay, go ahead. "What are your two favorite foods?"

My eyes are rolling and Mrs. Hanna is laughing so hard she can hardly stay in her seat.

Mrs. Hanna: (still laughing) Sometimes her questions are so distracting I forget what I am saying and the other kids have to help me. She definately keeps me thinking, some of her questions are so thought provoking.

Maybe you don't think this is funny, but I did. Lexi is the queen of twenty questions. Her questions are so off the wall and never have anything to do with what is going on. She can throw them at you so fast you can't process fast enough to keep up, forget trying to answer her. Both teachers agreed that usually her questions are very advanced for her age, but it is a distraction in class. I guess if that is their only complaint about her, life is good.

If you ever find yourself alone with Lexi, brace yourself. Prepare to say "I don't know" to about one third of her questions to which she will reply, "why not?". Then you will stare off into space wondering if any one but our creator knows the answer. Talk about making you feel stupid. I have had more than one person accuse her of making them feel like and idiot. Good luck!

Reid the Red

My sweet friend Alisa claims I am lax in my blogging, so this one is for her, a parenting moment.

We knew before having children that curls were a high probability, but red was a low probability. Of course I opened my big mouth and said I would be okay with my boys having curly hair as long as it was not red. I felt like the combination for a boy would be a giant bulls eye for every bully on the playground. So my loving Heavenly Father sent me a curly red-headed boy as my first child. This is why I tell people never voice baby requests, Heavenly Father has a sense of humor, don't push it.

To my surprise Reid has loved his curly red hair. He even asked to grow it out a little so he could gel it to "show it off". I willingly complied feeling relieved that he wore those awesome curls like a badge of honor. Over his sweet nine years of life, he has enjoyed the compliments and attention his locks have drawn.

About a year ago, I brushed aside my initial concerns about having a child with such glorious hair. I shouldn't have, my worst fear came true and Reid tried to hide it from me. He let loose one morning as I was attempting to calm his curls into submission, he begged me to just cut the curls off. I was surprised, this was the kid that LOVED his hair. He told me there was a group of boys that had been following him around at school calling him a "girl with sissy curls". He hadn't already told me because he thought I wouldn't cut his hair since he had asked to grow it out. This is the last thing I wanted to hear. Of course the curls are now chopped off, the red I can do nothing about.

Reid seems content as the boys are currently leaving him alone. As for me, I am now back on high alert for bully bulls eyes. I re-iterate my initial warning as to not voice baby wants and don't wants, or you'll be blogging a similar story down the road.