Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Sorry to Burst Your Bubble

On the way to school this morning:

Clayton: Where does the REAL Indiana Jones live?

Justice: In California.

Me: No, Indiana Jones is a fictional character. He isn't real.

(Then follows a conversation about how movies are just actors dressing up in costumes and playing pretend.)

Justice: But Harry Potter is real. Harry Potter land is in California. I saw it on T.V.

Me: No, what you saw was a theme park with rides like at Six Flags or Santa Claus, Indiana.

Justice: Well then... What in California IS real?

Me: Ha ha! Not much!

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Conversations On The Way Home From Church

Clayton (3 year old): Jesus made the world for me.

Justice (5 year old): No, he made the world for me.

Clayton: No, he made it for ME!

Justice: Nuh-uh! He made the world for ME!

(this goes on for a minute or two)

Lydia (14 year old) shouting: Jesus made the world for everyone. Now SHUT UP!!

Friday, February 24, 2012

One Mixed Up Kid

Clayton to me:

"Hey Marius, I'm Indiana Jones, and I'm going to Junie B. Jones' Hogwart's School of Whipping."

Monday, February 20, 2012

Three Years of Growing

Well, it's been three years now since I started with the pictures at the growth chart. We usually take pictures before school, so here are three years worth of our kids in various stages of bedheadedness.

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Good Idea / Bad Idea

Does anyone else get the sillies? It can't be just me. Driving around town, or at the store, do you just get the urge to do something goofy? I do all the time. Sometimes these impulses are to be acted upon, just for kicks, and other times, maybe it's not so appropriate. For example:

The other day it was wet outside, and the guy, walking down the isle, behind me, at Walmart had squeaky shoes. Should I turn around and yell, "Your shoes are too loud!" ~YES!

Driving my kids home from middle school, should I roll down the window and yell random strange phrases at all the kids walking home. ~Yes, nearly everyday. We actually have rules about when and where you can roll down the window and shout random things at people. They are these: Not in our own neighborhood - people can find out where you live and egg your van or something. Not at stoplights when you'll be stuck sitting next to them for a while. Other than that, it's pretty much "go ahead," but don't say anything particularly rude.

Yesterday driving past the cemetery and seeing a few people gathered around a grave, should I lean out the window and sing "The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out..." ~No, it's probably not a good idea.