Thursday, February 25, 2010

Can I just say...

how much we love playing games with our three-year-old!! Tonight we played hide-n-seek in the dark. We turned off ALL the lights in our house and took turns hiding and finding each other with flashlights. It was hilarious, and the giggles and screams that sounded throughout our home were contagious.

Friday, February 19, 2010

Olympic-sized gripe!

I am shocked (and disgusted) at how many times I watch an U.S. Olympian get on the podium with the gold medal, and NOT know how to act during The National Anthem. It's embarrassing to watch. It's bad enough they don't remove whatever is on their head, or don't place their hand over their heart. What's worse is watching them look around, waving at friends and family, and dancing around on the podium as the flag is being raised and the National Anthem played. It ticks me off.

YOU ARE REPRESENTING THIS COUNTRY, NOT YOURSELF!!!

For those of you who are curious of the proper etiquette, here you are:

United States Code states that during a rendition of the national anthem, when the flag is displayed, all present should stand at attention facing the flag with the right hand over the heart; men not in uniform should remove their headdress with their right hand and hold the headdress at the left shoulder, the hand being over the heart; and individuals in uniform should give the military salute at the first note of the anthem and maintain that position until the last note; and when the flag is not displayed, all present should face toward the music and act in the same manner they would if the flag were displayed.

Dear Olympians,
When you win the gold medal, singing is optional. All other etiquette is not.

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Oh Dear!

We had a nice evening with our friends Isaac & Jennifer, and their son Jonathan. Jennifer is about 34 weeks pregnant with another little boy. Natalie and Jonathan were showing us where the baby was (pointing to Jennifer's tummy)...which led to an interesting conversation. *ahem*

Me: Natalie, do you know that when this baby gets big enough, he'll come out and we'll get to meet him!
Natalie: (quiet)
Me: Isn't that exciting?! We'll get to hold him and give him kisses!
Natalie: Well...how is he going to come out of there?!
Jennifer: (looking at me with her eyebrows inching up)
Me: Uhhh, uhm, well...he'll just come out when he's big enough. Why don't you go ride in your cars again!
Natalie: Okay!

Friday, February 12, 2010

*sigh*

There is more snow in the forecast. I'm missing my husband already. Is spring here yet?!?!

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Locked Out!

After church services on Sunday, I took Natalie to the restroom before leaving. She ran into the stall as I was putting our coats up. I walked over to her stall, started to open up the door, and it was locked! She had locked me out!! She's never gone potty by herself in a public restroom...the seats are usually too high.

Me:
Natalie, open the door so I can help you.
Natalie: No, Monnie, I do it all myself!

A couple ladies had just walked in a were smiling at me upon hearing her independent declaration. I'm watching her through the seams of the stall and she's struggling to balance herself on the big potty with one hand, and hold her dress up out of the way with the other.

Me:
Natalie, please just unlock this door so I can help you. I don't want you falling in!
Natalie: NO Monnie! I'm a big girl, you'll see.
**muffled laughter from several of the other ladies in the restroom**
(I see that she's done going potty, but now out of hands to finish)
Me: ..and how are you going to wipe yourself?
Natalie: Just watch, Monnie. I do it like this!
**more snickering from the bathroom ladies**

Natalie is taking a huge amt of toilet paper, wadding it up and wiping while balancing on the potty...b/c her other hand is still holding up her dress--I grimace, and wait for the "splash!" Thankfully, there was no splash. She finishes, scoots off and unlocks the door so I can help her pull up her leggings.

Me:
Alright, lets go wash our hands now.
Natalie: I do it, Monnie! I do it! I'm a big girl!