Beastly

I have waited for months for the movie to be released. But I have a good friend that I particularly want to go see it with, who HAPPENED to have to leave town for the last three weeks. (Great timing good friend!)
Anyway, I was getting impatient so I ordered the book. It came in the mail this afternoon and I just finished it. It's a quick little read but oh so fun. I know from the ads that the movie can't be nearly as fun as the book...although I do like the makeup of the movie beast better. But like always I already know I liked the book better than I will like the movie.
Still can't wait though....she comes home in two days. Maybe next week....

Spontaneous Combustion

We had Mr Right's birthday party last weekend. Yes, I know, way late, but it's fun to stretch it out. Right?

Anyway, one of the gifts he got were CD's of Bill Cosby. He loves them. He has a personal CD player with earphones and has been listening to them. So, as the day has past, periodically all of a sudden he breaks into laughter. It happens every 30 seconds or so. You would think I would get used to it quickly, but it was always a shock to hear this laughter come out of nowhere, for seemingly no reason. I loved hearing him laugh so much. The spontaneous combustion of laughter has just been fun!

Sweet pic

My sister sent this pic to me today. It was taken at Christmastime. That's her little grand-baby in my arms and my own Mr. Music enjoying him with me. I just thought it was a sweet pic of me and me, my son, and my great-nephew.

You may call me "good man"

The other day as I was tucking the boys into bed I asked Mr. Perfect if he had read his scriptures. "Yep!"
And said his prayers. "You know it!"
And then I said the fateful words....."Good boy."
"MOOOOOOOOOM!" (That's Mom not moom.) "You can't call me 'good boy' anymore. I'm not a little boy. You may call me 'good man'."
I laughed hard and then exited the room saying something to the effect of, "Oh I am so sorry You're Majesty."

Ahhhh....the joy of warm weather

The last few days have been heavenly. The boys have played outside quite a bit and sometimes even without coats. It's so nice to feel spring coming on.
Here is Mr. Perfect enjoying the warmth! Ahhhhhhhh.

I love St.Patrick's Day

So, we started the day with green pancakes and syrup and made sure everyone was obviously wearing green as they left the house. We do a memory game with the boys and this morning the game revolved around St. Patrick's Day stuff. It was fun to put together and I enjoyed discussing the fun traditions of the day as well as St Patrick who I think of as one of the coolest guys ever. (Go read his story, I'll bet you will agree with me.)
Also, I have some really cool guardian spice girls. I can't call them angels, because...well...they are more like spice girls. They make me laugh hard and simply create fun wherever they are! They are spicy!
A couple of days ago we got a shamrock covered package from them in the mail. It was filled with goodies, decorations and fun stuff for this very special day. The boys (literally) ate it up. And then yesterday cards came from one of our Spice girls for each of us in the mail. My boys LOVED getting their own mail. And each of their cards was perfect for them.
Mr. Music's card actually played music. He loved it.
Mr Super got a Snoopy card. Big and colorful! Mr. D.A. got one with a Puppy on it. He thought his was the best by far.

Mr. Right refused to take a picture without the teenage angst look. But I must tell you he was smiling before I pulled out the camera.

Mr. Perfect loved everything about St. Patrick's Day. He was the first one dressed in green this morning and loved all of our celebratory stuff.

Mr. Prince got a bright and beautiful pull out rainbow card. I couldn't get a good picture of him. But it's because he was too engrossed with his card.

And this last pic is just too cute not to post. After walking in from school Mr. Super headed straight to the cookies. Didn't put his backpack away. Didn't hang up his hoodie. Cookies! What's important after all?

The blind leading the blind...

For those of you who don't know my D.A. he is loud, but that doesn't mean he speaks well. We have had him in speech therapy for a couple of years now and though he has made progress he is still lacking in verbal skills. Just because he talks a million miles a minute doesn't mean he does it well. Anyway, the point of my telling you this is because tonight overheard him trying to give a little speech lesson to Mr. Super. It was the cutest thing I have heard for a long time and went something like this.

"Okay say 'I'"

"I"

"am"

"am"

"a"

"a"

"swooper"

"swooper"

"heew"

"heew"

"wo"

"wo"

"I am a swooper heewwo"

(Translation: I am a super hero.")

I especially love the fact that 'hero' is not only two syllables it's two words. So cute! He deserves an A for effort in my book.

Can I play now please?

Tonight I was reading something on my computer. Mr Prince came and sat down next to me and I asked if he wanted to hear what I was reading. He acknowledged me and I read aloud to him for almost an hour. When I got to the end of my reading he looked at me and said, "Can I play now please?"
I chuckled as I realized he could have cared less what I was reading he just wanted me to finish so he could use my computer.
What patience! I wish I had that kind of patience. (He's not always that patient...trust me.)

In the still of the night

Sometimes I don't sleep. I don't know why. I go to sleep just fine, but staying asleep...now that is a different story.
So tonight I am laying here awake and listening to my boys. About an hour ago Mr. D.A. got up and when the kids get up I don't do well if they crawl into bed with me. True my hubby and I have a huge bed. But it's still mine! Mine mine mine. I don't sleep well with little boys. So, he promptly got put on the couch. I have a couple of blankets stashed away by the couch for this very purpose. It happens a lot, the boys know that is where I will put them. And sometimes they skip coming to see me altogether and in the morning I will just find little boys out on the couch. I love those nights. But tonight, no, D.A. needed to come and tell me that he wasn't sleeping well and needed me to put him on the couch. ANYWAY!
It's kind of funny. In one room I have Mr Right talking. He has always been a sleep talker. Especially when he is really tired. And he went to bed a bit later than usual last night due to Scouts. So I wasn't surprised to hear him. But I had to laugh as he yelled, "Mr. Music wait. Mr. Music wait. Mr. Music WAIT!"
About thirty minutes later his room mate, who was by then sleeping soundly on the couch, started yelling (and those of you who know him know D.A. knows how to yell) "I can hear you!" As if someone were whispering things about him behind his back.
So, here I sit waiting for the next voice...who will it be? Wouldn't it be nice if I weren't to hear it because I was sleeping....?

Batman (squared)

Mr Super has had Batman Pj's for quite a while now. But when we went to the store today and he saw superhero pj's he didn't care that they were exactly like the ones he had he insisted we get another pair. So we bought a pair for D.A. Oh my goodness. They LOVED that they were "The Batmans" I think they are both my heroes!

Mr Prince Skypes

We have a family member that we Skype with pretty regularly. Mr Prince does NOT like it. The boys all get loud and crazy. Not Prince's thing. This morning he really got angry and came and shut my computer. I turned it back on and got our connection going again, but by then all of the boys were disenchanted and so it was just me who stayed to chat.
A little later Mr Prince came and apologized for closing my computer and explained that he doesn't like all the noise. Since I was still chatting he decided he would chat too. We had the video going but Prince liked typing. So he chatted and typed and had a great (and pretty long) conversation. For any of you who know Mr Prince, this is pretty amazing. I was very impressed that he insisted on writing full sentences. Only a couple of times did he write one or two words at a time. It was fun to watch and our family member loved it. YEA! Isn't it fun to actually watch a child progressing.

Mr Right gets cake and ice-cream

I asked Mr. Right on Saturday if he would like me to make him a cake or if he wanted to pick one out from the store. He wanted to pick one out. We had thirteen candles on it and he blew them all out in about two seconds. I've never seen that many candles go out that fast. Did he make a wish? I have no idea...it all happened way too fast. But he did enjoy liking the candles as we took them out of the cake.He chose a strawberry shortcake. Boy this kid has good taste. I sure liked it.We shared the cake along with the two kinds of ice-cream he picked out (mint chocolate chip, and Andies mint pieces) with the Crimson's. YEA!

What spoon?

I just had to laugh at this picture. My sweet little D.A. Here he is, you can see the spoon in his bowl, and yet what is he eating with? Ah well. Who needs a spoon when you have fingers?

It's official!

I now have a teenager! Like for real.
Thirteen years ago is when Star Wars Episode One came out. I remember, because it was the first time we left our new little baby with a sitter (other than my mom). And I find it quite funny that the thing he really wanted for his birthday was to watch Episode Three. It's PG13, and he has been very good about keeping our rule of no PG13 movies before you turn 13. (He has read the books of course, but he has ALWAYS wanted to watch it. ) So, last night we borrowed the three movies from a friend and watched the first two with all of the boys. Then Mr. Right and I stayed up to watch the third one after everyone else was in bed. I finally made him go to bed when it was only half over. I was falling to sleep on the couch and figured he could wait eight more hours to watch the rest. He was good and went to bed, but as soon as he got up I didn't even let him ask I just handed him my laptop and typed in the password and told him to watch it in his room where the other boys wouldn't bug him. He happily went and did as I asked. What a good kid. He went to the dentist this morning, (I know, I know, what kind of mother schedules medical stuff for their kids on their birthday?) he asked for donuts and Subway so we did that for lunch. We also ate french toast for dinner. One of his favorites. We are having a lazertag party for him in a couple of weeks with all of his friends. I think he enjoyed his day. Happy birthday Mr. Right...my teenager! Aaahhhhh!!

Passing it on to the next generation.

I had a little bit of an "ah ha" today.
I was driving the boys to their music lessons and on Saturday one of the radio stations plays classic rock and roll. I really enjoy Saturdays on that station. Anyway, as we listened I turned up the music and danced as I drove. Several of the boys enjoyed it with me dancing, and doing their best to sing along like Mom. (Pretty easy when it's something like 'Mony Mony')
We came to a stop light and I opened the windows to let some air in and turned down the radio. Which is when I was assaulted by the sound of rap music coming from the next car over. I didn't think too much of it until I realized it was old rap. Popular about the same time as the music I was just dancing to. I looked over and the woman in the car next to me looked at me, shrugged and apologetically turned her music down. Which is when I noticed her daughter...who happens to be a great friend of Mr. Music. I yelled hello and she and Mr. Music exchanged excited waves as the light turned green and we both drove away.
So, my lesson... I'm passing on my passions just like other parents pass on theirs.
I am grateful for the diversity of parents in the world, and of our kids.

Little Breakthroughs

Mr. Super wanted to make a picture on Dad's Iphone. With a little help from Mom he did this. Oh what a cutie. My Little Superman has been talking quite a bit more lately. He has always talked a lot, but recently I hear him actually saying real words and phrases. Oh it is wonderful!
For instance, just now I was listening as the boys were downstairs playing and his sweet little laugh found its way up to me, just before I heard the sentence, "That's so funny!"
Normally it shouldn't be a cause to rejoice, but Mr. Super is not in the normal realm. "That's so funny." Might as well be a symphony. It was certainly music to my ears.

Sushi!

Last night at dinner one of the boys mentioned he loved sushi. (They've never had sushi.) So today at the store I stopped by the sushi counter and picked up a package for dinner tonight. We also had fried chicken for those of the boys that I knew wouldn't even attempt to eat it. There was only one who didn't touch it. Here are the reactions of the boys.
Mr. Right was a definite thumbs up! (Of course he is in the part of his life where if it's food he is happy with it.) Mr. D.A. did NOT want to eat it. Even though last night he was one of the ones who was insistent on LOVING sushi. Thumbs down!

Mr. Prince was the one who wouldn't even touch it. It stayed in a nice little circle on his plate until Mr. Music asked if he could eat it for him. Thumbs down.

Mr Perfect enjoyed it. I was surprised. He dissected the whole thing first and had to know exactly what he was eating, but then he was happy. He even had seconds. Thumbs up!

In reality when I asked Mr Super if he liked them he said, "NO!" But he didn't quite get the thumbs up/thumbs down thing. He did have a bite, but then left it alone. I'm pretty sure he is a thumbs down.

Mr Music loved it. Surprise, surprise! He doesn't eat anything! But he had at least four pieces, maybe more. His was certainly a thumbs up!

Dad loves Sushi, and I have learned to enjoy it. So, out of the eight of us we have five thumbs up's. Hmmmmm, sushi. Who knew?