Have you heard these kids sing? Check out the PS22 Chorus. I particularly like their version of Journey's "Don't Stop Believin."
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Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
The devolution of Mom
Two, 6 AM: Ma-meeeeeeeee! Ma-meeeeeeeee! Twacta? Ma-meeeeee!
Me: Here's your tractor. Why are you up so early, big guy?
Two: Up? Up! Toast, mommy! Toast! Toastie! Uppie!
Two is far too cheerful at that hour. He must get that from Hubs. I don't smile before my second cup of coffee.
Songs heard at breakfast: Five little monkeys jumping on the bed, I'm a nut, Old McDonald (with shouted E-I-E-I-Os from Two), ABCs, and something else indecipherable
Current status: Tractor races up and down in the hall. On wood floor, so nice and noisy even *without* motor noises supplied by Two. Big Girl has her own John Deere now - did I mention that? She was very jealous of the John Deere that her brother received for his birthday, and since he won't let it leave his hands, even for sleep, I got her one for her birthday, too. Because little girls can drive tractors, too - got that, Granddaddy?
Although their options aren't limited...
Me: Big Girl, what do you think your brother wants to be when he grows up?
BG: Farmer. Bro wants to drive tractors.
Me: What about you? Do you want to be a farmer?
BG: No, I'll be a princess.
Me: Here's your tractor. Why are you up so early, big guy?
Two: Up? Up! Toast, mommy! Toast! Toastie! Uppie!
Two is far too cheerful at that hour. He must get that from Hubs. I don't smile before my second cup of coffee.
Songs heard at breakfast: Five little monkeys jumping on the bed, I'm a nut, Old McDonald (with shouted E-I-E-I-Os from Two), ABCs, and something else indecipherable
Current status: Tractor races up and down in the hall. On wood floor, so nice and noisy even *without* motor noises supplied by Two. Big Girl has her own John Deere now - did I mention that? She was very jealous of the John Deere that her brother received for his birthday, and since he won't let it leave his hands, even for sleep, I got her one for her birthday, too. Because little girls can drive tractors, too - got that, Granddaddy?
Although their options aren't limited...
Me: Big Girl, what do you think your brother wants to be when he grows up?
BG: Farmer. Bro wants to drive tractors.
Me: What about you? Do you want to be a farmer?
BG: No, I'll be a princess.
Monday, May 26, 2008
My kids?
Absolutely ROCK at playing Simon Says. They're pretty awesome with the hokey pokey, too, although we had to make modifications to do that in the car on the way home after dinner. Can't turn yourself around so easily when you're wearing a seat belt or strapped into a carseat. They're also champs at singing Old McDonald Had a Farm and making terrific animal noises, but that's old news. And? Old McDonald has a cow AND a bull on his farm. Naturally. The first time they named both, I stifled a giggle. I don't know what I would do if Old McDonald had a heifer, too. :)
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