So, last night Alison asked me, "Mommy what does slutty mean?''. I say, "where did you hear that?". She says, "Ross told Rachel, her shirt was slutty". I say, "That was a mean thing he said and I don't ever want to hear you say that word again. "
Silence for about 90 seconds....
Then...
"But, what does it mean?"
"goodnight Alison!"
That is Alison ...my little delicate flower...HA!
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Surprises...
So, life - especially the kids in your life, can surprise you all the time. They can make you proud one moment - then do and say the most embarrassing things the next...for instance,
Doug and I are sitting in Alison's conference with her teacher. She is showing us samples of Alison's writing and how she really needs to do more story development, but apparently she is very good at details. Like..."I heard the door to the garage open and I thought my Dad was going out to get more beer..." And it goes on from there, I wanted the chair to swallow me up, I needed some invisible magic dust or something. Alison, who cannot remember to turn in her reading log, can somehow manage to work into her story at school, daddy's beer habits. Nice!
Or, when we are at clinic with Dr. Shell, she will make sure he knows that she farts a lot, but her daddy farts a lot more, and she really believes that Mommy and Abbi never really fart. COME ON!
I mean this is what I deal with from her on a regular basis, she is hilarious, embarrassing, and stubborn. We never know what will come out of that child's mouth. And we love that about her.
Then there is Abbi...she about the sweetest kiddo you will meet!
Last night, we were making her Valentine's box, and all the sudden I realize she is making 2. I ask, "Abs, why are you making 2 of these?" Her reply, "we have a new student starting in our class tomorrow, and she might not know to make a Valentime's (this is how she says it) box, so I am making one for her" And she just carried on with her business.
I have to say, it left a tear in my eye.
Life is full of surprises, it is nice to know some things in my life I can count on:
a great laugh from Al, and the sweetest acts of kindness from Ab.
Doug and I are sitting in Alison's conference with her teacher. She is showing us samples of Alison's writing and how she really needs to do more story development, but apparently she is very good at details. Like..."I heard the door to the garage open and I thought my Dad was going out to get more beer..." And it goes on from there, I wanted the chair to swallow me up, I needed some invisible magic dust or something. Alison, who cannot remember to turn in her reading log, can somehow manage to work into her story at school, daddy's beer habits. Nice!
Or, when we are at clinic with Dr. Shell, she will make sure he knows that she farts a lot, but her daddy farts a lot more, and she really believes that Mommy and Abbi never really fart. COME ON!
I mean this is what I deal with from her on a regular basis, she is hilarious, embarrassing, and stubborn. We never know what will come out of that child's mouth. And we love that about her.
Then there is Abbi...she about the sweetest kiddo you will meet!
Last night, we were making her Valentine's box, and all the sudden I realize she is making 2. I ask, "Abs, why are you making 2 of these?" Her reply, "we have a new student starting in our class tomorrow, and she might not know to make a Valentime's (this is how she says it) box, so I am making one for her" And she just carried on with her business.
I have to say, it left a tear in my eye.
Life is full of surprises, it is nice to know some things in my life I can count on:
a great laugh from Al, and the sweetest acts of kindness from Ab.
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