One Last Chance

Driving in the car last night....

Quinn: "Mom, why do you not drive fast?"
Mom: "Speeding is against the law. A policeman would give me a ticket. Remember when Daddy got a ticket for speeding on the way to Ski Tigers?"
Quinn: "Well, if they stopped you, they would just give you one more chance."
Mom: "No they wouldn't. They'd give me a ticket, and I would have to pay them lots of money."
Quinn: "WHY wouldn't they give you one more chance?'
Mom: "Because I already know the rules, and I should be following them."
Quinn: "But everyone gets one last chance!"
Mom: "Nope. One time. The first time."

Not everyone gets a "I'm counting to one....two....three..." before punishment ensues. Maybe I'm not preparing them for life, giving them "one last chance" to obey.

Begot...

I know I should be correcting this pronunciation, and I often do... but for the moment, I think it's cute. Just want to remember that at five years old, instead of saying "forgot", Colby says "begot". And when I think of the actual meaning of "begot" and insert that into what he's saying, it always makes me laugh.

Colby: "Mom, I begot my socks."

hee hee hee

Rules of the Burp

Quinn: "buUUURRRRPPPP"
Mom: "What do you say?"
Quinn: "Excuse me."

Two seconds later:
Quinn: "BUUUURRRRPPPP".
Quinn: "Double Excuse me."
Mom: "Double Excuse me?"
Colby: "Yeah, Mom. Double Excuse Me works for 2 to 100 burps in a row."

OOOOHHHHHHH. Good. He's covered then.

Fruit of the Spirit

Galatians 5:22-23
22But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.

The boys have learned the fruits of the Spirit in Sunday school, and often sing them to me during the day. It's so nice having them sing "love, joy, peace, patience......". Such an improvement over "pee pee head" and "poopie". THANK YOU Ms. Gaddes! You're a great Sunday School teacher!!!

Wishing Upon A Star

Last night, driving to a Winter Carnival Party.....

Quinn: "Mom, there's a wishing star."
Mom: "Yup."
Quinn: "If I wish upon that star, will it come true?"
Mom: "Not really. It's just a star."
Quinn: "But what IS it then?"
Mom: "A flaming ball of gas. It doesn't have power to grant wishes."
Quinn: "What's it FOR then?"
Mom: "Uhhhhh.... " I really need to brush up on my answers. The questions are getting harder and harder.
Quinn: "Well, what do I do to get my wishes to come true?"
Mom: "Pray to God. He's the only one with power. If you pray, God answers prayers."
Quinn: "Hmmmmmm."
Mom: "Did you know, a long time ago, Mom and Dad couldn't have babies? We tried and tried and tried, and couldn't have babies. Then we prayed to God, and he gave us you and Colby! Then years later, we prayed again, and He gave us Reagan!"
Colby: "WHY would you want babies?"
Mom: "Because I really really really wanted to be a Mom. "
Quinn: "Oh. I get it. You wanted to have three people. Three kids."
Mom: "Yup".
Colby and Quinn: "Ohhhh."

The Things They Say

Quinn: "Mom, Zac and Tobin say 'hot lunch'''.
Mom: "Yeah, so?"
Quinn: "No. They say hoT. With a 'T'"
Mom: "Yes. That's how you say it. How do you say it?"
Quinn: "Hotlunch. It's like they're speaking a different Enlgish or something!!!"

Oh, that English where you actually pronunciate clearly. I wonder if Zac and Tobin's Enlgish contains the words "yuh-huh" and "nu-uh", too.




Colby was VERY excited to get to go to the Sommerville's last night to watch fireworks for winter carnival. As we were loading up, he asked the following:
Colby: "MOM! Are we taking the van or the car?"
Mom: "Colby, we sold the van a month ago. We don't own a van. We'll take the car."
Colby: "OK. Which car, the white car or the black car?"

UHHHHH.... we sold the white car six months ago. The boy might not be highly observant of details. Rob thinks he takes after me ;).

Five Years Old

Fajitas for dinner tonight. Neither boy was much of a fan.

Quinn: "Mom, I'm done. I'll save the rest for tomorrow."
Mom: "Don't you want dessert? There's no dessert unless you finish dinner."
Quinn: "MOM. I am FIVE YEARS OLD now. I don't care about that stuff anymore."

Not care about sweets? Since when??????? Whatever.