The Planner...

Laurel Ann has an apparent talent for planning. I'm sharing with you what she worked on most of the day yesterday while sick at home. Let me also mention she would like a Wonder File (as seen on TV!) for her birthday!

Im haveing a christmas party
On december252011 and.
The gest Lest the pepol are chloe avery Averi Alyssa alyssta grace Allyson peter Alanae jazman Leae alyce roys
Boys list the pepol are levi sutton
Landon skylar bradly Levi Caden Cade Leunele en Zack
cj you are comeing To my party at 6pm and thes are the
Helprs Allyson Peter roys Alyce
Jim Kathy carylin leue thankyou
Helprs you wil have a meeting at
5pm you wil do a good job helprs you
Can come in fance close
Decorations and toys

Keep in mind- she's 5, so spelling, punctuation, spacing are non-existent! Did I mention she's a tad bossy as well?!?

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Too many "-isms"

Peter's mom has been with us for the past two evenings and (thankfully!) has helped Bradley with his homework. One assignment was to write a paragraph on the ecosystem and what would happen if half the "systems" disappeared...or something like that....Anyway, after a consult with Pops (Peter's dad) it was decided that Bradley should see what his textbook says on the matter. After Bradley reads a couple of paragraphs, he asks, "can't I just copy these two paragraphs- or is that evangelism?" Needless to say we got a good chuckle and explained the two words and how it might be evangelism if you were copying straight from the Bible!

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THE TALK.....yes THAT talk....(Reader Beware!)

On more than one occasion, Bradley has asked, "How does a woman CHOOSE to get pregnant?" Peter and I have been very creative in our way of evading the answer. "God blesses the family." "It's a special love a mommy and daddy share." "The stork drops the baby off on the front door step." While these are all true, (well, except for the stork..) we've not given the WHOLE truth. Well......tonight we decided to share a few more pieces to the puzzle.

Bradley was going about his evening chores, and while putting up dishes, I tell him that when a man and woman are married they have a special way of showing physical love. His reply- "Like arm wrestling?" I couldn't help it- I bust out laughing. I can tell this is going to be a typical "Bradley" conversation.

I decide a more direct approach may be needed...

"You know how you have a penis?"
"Yes...."
"Well a woman has a vagina."
"That thing on your belly?"
Hhhhhhuuuuuuhhhhhh?!?!? What in the world is he talking about? (Later I realize he thinks that because I had C-sections that's where a woman's vagina is located.)

At this point I realize a visual is going to be necessary, so I send him upstairs to get this anatomy pamphlet that we bought at Target in the dollar aisle- not realizing at the time how "anatomically correct" it was. So Peter and I sit on the couch and talk about the differences in a man and woman's body. At one point Bradley says, "Vagina- that's a fun word to say. Va-giiii-na." At this point I remind him that he doesn't go around saying "penis" or talking about it- and the same holds true for vagina. I'm afraid we're going to be getting a call from school!

Anyway, we continue on with our conversation and talk about how sperm fertilizes the egg.
"Sperm? Is that like spam?" Ummm.....not exactly! Again- laughter.

The funniest moment of the evening may be when Bradley realized the sperm has to meet the egg. And there's only one way for that to happen....

At this point, we realize we've overloaded him for one night and decide to end with the technical basics.

I can't wait to see what our next TALK will entail!

And again...

Today after church we ate at the pizza lunch buffet at Haile's. Laurel Ann and I were at the salad bar, and she asked me to please put tomatoes on her plate. I try not to do things for the kids that they can do for themselves and reminded her of this. She proceeds to heave a big sigh and say, "The things I do for myself." She's heard a different version of that on many occasions from her mother.

"WOMEN!"

This word was uttered in complete exasperation by my...DAUGHTER! Apparently she did not want to go down the hill to get the mail for Nana. Again I say, "She's been around her Papa too long!" When I reminded her that she too is a "woman", her response was, "I just mean big women." I'm sure she meant spiritually =)

Little Miss Sassy Pants