Brown World

July 15, 2009

I walked into the living room and saw a brief snip of a show the boy was glued to going to commercial. I’m pretty careful about what I allow the kids to watch, so I wanted to find out what was on.

“What are you watching?”

Brown World.

“I’ve never heard of Brown World. You know you need to ask before you watch something.” At this point, the show returns and I immediately recognize a classic. “Buddy, why did you think this show was called Brown World?”

“I dunno. It’s got brown people. They’re funny.”

“This is The Cosby Show. It’s great. Daddy and I both watched it when we were little, too.”

I wonder what Bill Cosby would think about his new title…


Bible Study

January 30, 2009

Last night at dinner we were talking about teeth. How they fall out, grow new ones, etc. At one point, the kids asked about the skin that holds teeth. Those are your gums, we explained.

“But how did God get the gums in your mouth around your teeth?” the girl asked.

“Hm, that’s a good question…” I trailed off, trying to figure out how to explain how gums work.

“I know! I know!” the boy shouted. Matt and I looked at each other, surprised by his certanity. We asked him to explain how he thought the mouth worked.

“God just said, ‘LET THERE BE GUMS!'”

Sounds good to me.

Her Future

January 7, 2009

I was having a little conversation with the baby girl tonight and I asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up.

“A momma,” she replied. “A momma eye doctor.” Perhaps her choice of career is due in part to our visit to the optometrist this week. Then I asked her how many children she wanted to have.

“Ten,” she said looking at her fingers, “five boys and five girls.”

“Wow! What are there names going to be?”

After thinking for a little while, she replied, pointing to each of my fingers as she did so, “The boys are Matt, Luke… Jesus… Sam, and Max – ’cause that’s Sam’s little brother – and the girls are Robin, Ellie, Sydney, Mary… and Genevieve.” (Coincidentally, the Barbie movie we rented over the weekend starred Barbie as a girl named Genevieve.)

I look forward to see what her future holds.


December 15, 2008

The kids were having yogurt today. I watched in horror as my daughter (who I have taught better) wiped her mouth on her sleeve. When I corrected her she said that she hadn’t gotten a napkin. “So maybe you need to go get one,” I replied.

She looked around at her brother, who was blissfully involved in his math and not really paying attention to our interaction, and said, “Who here is tall and six? Raise your hand!” The only one who fit that description popped his head and hand up at the same time. “I need a tall six-year-old to go get two napkins.” Surprisingly, off he went. He ran to get napkins for himself and his sister and didn’t say a word about it. When he got back she thanked him with a “Good job!”

Should I be grateful for a son who is willing to be a servant or concerned about a daughter who is just a tad bossy?


August 19, 2008

At the end of school every day, we close in prayer. I ask each child to think of one thing that they are thankful for and one thing to ask forgiveness for. I hear a lot of thankfuls for mommy/daddy/friends and sorrys for not obeying and being mean to one another.

Today this was the prayer from the little girl, “God, thank you so much for the Barbie house that you will give me for Christmas. I will love that Barbie house. Thank you, thank you God.”

Notice the future tense. This is not a toy that she currently has, so I interrupted and said, “Sweetie, you need to say thank you for something you already have. What is something that makes you happy?”

“It makes me happy that God will give me such a great toy for Christmas.”

That’s faith.

Not Sports People

July 22, 2008

Last night we were out with some of our college friends. One of the guys was sweet enough to let our big boy sit next to him and was making conversation.

“So, Buddy, who’s your favorite football player?” the Tech student asked.

“Um, Colonel Mustard,” the boy responded confidently.

(We’ve been playing a lot of Clue lately – maybe we should turn on ESPN every once in a while.)


July 17, 2008

As I was walking past her room, I saw my sassy daughter with her hands on her hips facing her closet door.

“I said open! Abre!”

Her closet door sticks and does become difficult to open sometimes, but I never considered trying to demand obedience from it. I think it’s super funny that she decided to command it in Spanish, too (in case her closet door is bilingual, I guess.)

At Least She’s Honest

June 27, 2008

Last night, shower time was a trying experience. During the bathing process the baby girl curled up in a ball on the floor of the tub crying for her Cinderella doll. When I finally found the princess and brought it to my sobbing daughter, she cried out, “That’s not the right one!”

After I got her out of the shower, she continued to cry – that she had gotten soap in her eye, that she hadn’t been able to bathe Cinderella, that her nightgown was dirty – it was all just too much for her. Finally I asked her, “Why are you really sad, Sweetheart?”

“Mommy, it’s just my cranky day. Maybe I’ll be happy tomorrow.”

Let’s hope so.

Foreign Languages

June 18, 2008

The (always cool) toy in the kids meal at Chick-Fil-A this week is a foreign language CD. We listened to the Russian one on the way home from lunch which sparked a conversation about foreign languages.

“What language do we speak?” I asked.

“Um, Texas talk?” volunteered the boy.

“No. We speak English. All over the world, people speak different languages. In Mexico, Spain, and other parts of the world they speak Spanish; in Italy they speak Italian; in Germany they speak German; in Russia they speak Russian…”

“That’s because they don’t feel good,” explained Baby Girl.

I don’t think they get it.

Good Parents

June 13, 2008

Sometimes friends can be bad influences. I promise, when it’s just us, we are responsible parents who put their children to sleep by reading books and singing soft lullabies. This is not our typical bedtime routine.