Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Pool Funnies on Vacation

We're on vacation and in the pool this morning, Sarah was telling Joel to lay more horizontal when he swims. He tried it. He went under a little and got water up his nose. She lifted him up and said, "That was easy, wasn't it?"

"No, it wasn't easy!" he said, coughing a bit.

"Yes, it was. You swam farther."

"No, it wasn't!" he insisted. "It's my life!"

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A few minutes later Sarah saw me getting ready to head into the pool.

"Joel," she said eagerly, "Here comes Mom!"

"Oh, no," he groaned. "She's not stylish enough."

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Let them be Little--a video

My Stephen made a very sweet and touching video of Joel
this week. It's Joel as a baby.
Have five years really come and gone that fast?

Click on http://zoanna.blogspot.com/2007/08/let-them-be-little.html.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Bathroom Issues

After lunch there was the usual bit of tidying up to be done by everyone. Toys, books, art supplies, junk mail to be put where it goes.

"Joel, these action figures don't go on the table. They go with your toys."

"Sarah, would you please load the dishes?"

"Stephen, can you take this basket of clothes upstairs?" I asked as he walked in the house from the mailbox. He dropped the mail on the table.

I flipped through it and said, "Oh, goody! Here's my new issue of Real Simple."


"That goes in the bathroom," Joel said, without missing a beat.

Thursday, August 09, 2007

Git the boy some learnin', ma'am!

Joel was so excited today when a box of his kindergarten homeschool curriculum showed up.

"This is cool stuff, Joel. I'll teach you starting next month!"

"I want to be teached now," he said.


Think I should have ordered the kid a grammar book?

Thursday, August 02, 2007

Suppository

Early this week Joel had been complaining about a stomach ache for two days. I questioned him for how long it had been since he pooped. Neither of us (nor anyone else who wipes him) could remember.

On the third day he let me give him a glycerin suppository. Twenty minutes later he had a good, healthy "go." While I was wiping him, I asked, "So, do you feel better?"

"Yeah! Much, MUCH Better! I can't believe that worked so fast!"

Then yesterday I was all nervous about playing keyboard for the first time at care group, but didn't voice my nerves. All I said, sort of half out loud to no one in particular in the kitchen was, "Man, my stomach hurts!"

To which Joel promptly prescribed a cure.

"Well, just stick one of those things up your butt!"