Archive for July, 2017
Heidi July 29th, 2017
Taking turns being with Princess Muffin Cakes on our bed is one of their favorite treats. And she loves it just as much as they do!
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Heidi July 28th, 2017
Let’s see that one again, shall we?
• The dentist told me with great amusement:
“Snakeboy had the best description I’ve ever heard. I was scraping some tartar off of his bottom front teeth when he said, ‘It feels like you took off my gums, ran them through a trash compactor and then put them back on again!’…. I wasn’t even touching his gums. And I asked him if he had a trash compactor and he said no.”
• How cute they are in their little sunglasses
• How did their legs get so long??
• The dentist squeezed in sealants for Scooters right after his cleaning!
• Sweet Shoo-Shee stealing everyone’s hearts with her chubby cheeks and pudgy legs
• How Joo-Jee wanted to be just like his brothers and get a ride on the chair, have someone look in his mouth, get a bag, and get everything from the drawer in his bag
• The poor floss didn’t stand a chance… Lasted maybe 10 minutes before it was emptied all over the floor and randomly picked up as Joo-Jee tried to floss his teeth
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Heidi July 26th, 2017
We get a lot of comments from people about our family when we go out in public. And even though it happens a lot, it still catches me off guard and sometimes I’m not sure how to respond.
Like yesterday when I went in for a physical. We sat down in the waiting room and a man looked over and asked how many sons I had.
“Four sons and she’s a daughter.” I gestured to my boys and then reached out to touch Shoo-Shee’s stroller.
“Wow!” His eyebrows rose. “Your hands are full!”
“Yes, they are.” I smiled. I get that comment a lot and never know what to say… Yep!
“You have one full hand!” he continued and held up a hand.
I laughed. That was a new one!
“Four fingers and a tum.” He pointed to his fingers and thumb.
“That’s true.” I nodded and smiled again.
Then after my appointment, Scooters asked if he could try the blood pressure machine and I said sure.
As we waited, a woman pushed her elderly mother in a wheelchair down the hall where we were.
In a voice laced with a heavy undercurrent of contempt, the elderly mother asked, “Are they all yours?”
Something about the way her voice sounded brought out the perfect response in me.
“You bet!” I beamed back. “They are all mine!” Then I smiled around at my awesome children.
The daughter pushing the wheelchair smiled back. “What a good-looking group of kids.”
“Thank you! They sure are.”
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