Saturday, October 28, 2017

The Close Encounter With the Treadmill

Quinn, in the midst of his parkour-like daily existence, got himself stuck between the wall and our new treadmill.  While it was running.  Which led to a pretty nasty friction burn on his left elbow!  YIKES.  We are in the process of trying to heal it without the benefit of official medical care.  We shall see if this plan works or not.  We shall see. 



Saturday, September 30, 2017

Pronunciations

We were in the car, driving to robotics, when Reagan noticed that Shopko was having a flu-shot clinic.

Reagan: "WHO would go to Shopko for a SHOT?!?!?!"
Mom: "Anyone who wants to be immunized!"
Quinn: "Mom.  You said that wrong.  It's not immunized.  It's immuninized."  That's how he said it.  I-muhn-ni-nized.

HAHAHAHAHAHA.  That's probably the first time he's ever said or heard that word out loud, and it didn't quite sound like it did in his head!!

Monday, September 25, 2017

The Skunk in the road

When 13 year old boys are being goofy, and we see a skunk in the road while driving home from the lake, and they try to make the word "skunk" sound silly, and it comes out "skank", and then Mom and Dad try hard not to laugh, and Reagan keeps asking "why is everyone laughing at 'skank'?  What does 'skank' mean?", and Mom tries desperately to change the subject, but those boys just won't stop laughing......

Sunday, September 24, 2017

Food Sources

Quinn: "Mom, I LOVE French fries.  The kind that are made out of potatoes."
Mom: "Uhhhh, Quinn... by definition, all French fries are made from potatoes."
Quinn: "No they're not.  McDonald's fries are made from juice."
Mom: "Pretty sure that's not true."
Quinn: "Yes, it is.  I saw a documentary.  They squirt them and then fry them."
Mom: "I think chicken nuggets may be from a blended animal byproduct, but French fries... are French fries.  From potatoes."
Quinn: "Well, whatever.  You need to make more French fries out of potatoes."

OK.  Duly noted.

Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Foreheads, revealed.

The boys FINALLY, after several years, let me REALLY cut their hair!  Both boys (Colby more than Quinn).  I see foreheads!  And eyes!  And ears!  They have facial expressions that are visible from all bystanders!  And handsome countenances, appropriately framed instead of hidden behind a curtain of hair.  YAY!  I was unduly excited about this, and couldn't believe they were letting me use the scissors and razors quite as much as they were.  New looks for a new year.  Onward, ho, handsome men!





Thursday, August 17, 2017

Fashion Sense: Lack Thereof

Quinn dressed himself in his favorite outfit today:  Neon green shirt and neon yellow shorts.

Mom: "Quinn, that does not match.  At all."
Quinn: "Yes it does, Mom.  They're both neon green, my favorite color.  You must be blind."

After looking at that outfit.... yes.  I am blinded.


Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Thirteen year old Stats



At thirteen years, 1 month, and 1 week old,  Quinn weighs 93.6 pounds, and is 62.5 inches tall.  His BMI is 16.85 (which puts him in the 21st%).  Height in the 60th%, weight in the 33rd%.    Colby is 89 pounds, and 62 inches, with a BMI of 16.28.  He's in the 13th% for his age for BMI.  Height in the 53rd%, 24% for weight.  Still really loosey goosey joints, so weight training is in order.  As is postural education (making their PT mama look bad!).  But other than that, all is well!  Moving on towards teenager-dom!