Hey All,

For today, you get a roundup of how things sounded around my house this week and the important lessons we learned.

1. I am not an acceptable substitute for Julie Andrews.
Anita (3) in the car: “Mom, could you not sing?  I’m trying to hear Mary Poppins.”

2. Middle children are easygoing.
Bobby (7) in bed: “Do you know where Bullseye (the stuffed horse) is?
              Me: “I think I see him over there . . . no, that’s an Ugg boot”                  
           Bobby:  “That’s okay, I’ll just  take that.”

3. We are sad that Christmas, and its myriad possibilities for song improvements, is over.
Gus (5) at the dinner table: “On the zero-th day of Christmas my true love game to me, ZEEEROH PIGGGGS, and a partridge in a pear treeeeeee.”

4. I have successfully convinced my children that the ice cream man is a nuisance.  (bwah-ha-ha-hah <evil laugh>).
All kids: ” Ahhhhh! . . . Oh no! . . . Here he comes!  Don’t let him see us! . . . He’ll try to make us eat ice cream!”

5. It’s possible that my children are out of touch.
Anita (3) in the car: “Can we listen to the radio?”
                  Me: “Yes, but it’s Saturday morning so the classical station will be playing Opera music.”
               Anita: “Yeah, I think because most kids really like Opera music.”

6. Awesome things can happen in the playroom while Mom is napping.
May I present . . . “Lego Church”, by Bobby (7) with the assistance of Betty (8).

Please note the following (you can click on the image to enbiggen it):

  • Collection box
  • Paten with hosts
  • Chalice
  • Cruets
  • Mosaic floor
  • Altar boy resting Missal on his head (!)
In attendance: (among others) Jesse, Woody, a fairy, a stormtrooper, Gandalf, Kai.  Santa, R2-D2, and a hippy are in the choir.

Mass-goers can partake in a continental second-breakfast afterwards.

Maybe I should just let the children go feral.  They seem to do quite well when I’m not around.