Merry Christmas From the Heads!

My sister sent this to me and I couldn't help myself! Merry Christmas!

You Should Know!

I had heard of this story but had not spied it with my little eyes until today...I made sure to finish my lunch before watching it. What I saw was extremely disturbing, my stomach is still turning. I am posting this only because as your friend, I want you to know! (I would want to know) As a germ-a-phoebe my self, I have always been cautious in hotel rooms, not touching anything I didn't need to touch (shower walls, the floor, comforters, etc) but for some reason this didn't cross my mind.

WARNING: Will cause disgust, sickness in stomach, and anger.

http://www.divinecaroline.com/article/22250/39039

He knows if you've been BAD...

Tonight I am standing at the stove, cooking dinner, nothing unusual. Little man is playing a game in the living room. Pretty soon I hear this little voice, talking just above a whisper, '...for Christmas, nothing,' I shout out, 'What, sweety? Did you say something to me?' He responds just barely loud enough for me hear, ' I'm going to get nothing for Christmas.' After drying my hands off on the kitchen towel, I slowly make my way to the living room where i receive THE news.

Little man is sitting sitting on his knees, eyes staring at the floor, and a frown as big as Texas.

Little Man : ' I am doomed'
Me: 'Did you just say you are DOOMED?'
Little Man : 'Yup'
Me: ' Why are you doomed sweety?' (of course, keeping a very serious face, knowing this is the end of the world issue for my 4yr old)
Little Man : 'I'm not going to get any presents for Christmas'
Me : 'Why not? You already have one gift under the tree.'
Little Man : 'Because I have been bad...You have been good Mommy, but I have been Bad.'
Me : 'How have you been bad?'
Little Man : 'Like when I slide on my kneeeees.'
Me: 'Well sweety, I have been bad too...we all do some bad things...but you have been trying to be good, and you haven't slid on your knees in a few weeks. Santa knows you have been working on that and I think he will still bring you some presents.'

'Tis the Season

All I have to say is that Nerf must be doing some serious advertisement for this because my little man can pretty much recite the commercial. (and he doesn't even watch TV except for a couple hours on the weekends and usually it is commercial free TV!) So how he has memorized that he wants the 'N'Strike Long Shot Blaster with detachable scope' is beyond me...I didn't even know that 'detachable' was in his vocab.

My next question is...what 4.5 yr old needs a 3ft Nerf gun...and where is he going to be shooting it that he needs it to go 35ft!? I know where he is NOT going to be shooting...in my living room... or kitchen... or dinning room for that matter. It looks to me like even the kid in the advertisement needed help holding the gun up (notice the 'extra' hand?).

So now thanks to Nerf, I am running around desperately looking for one of these. The sad part is that I know Nerf did it on purpose, they advertise like crazy one item (even though they have tons of other items), they under produce it, then us dumb parents run around like idiots trying to find it, the price gets jacked up, and half the kids end up disappointed because they didn't get it.

So Santa, if you are reading this, I hope its not too late to put in a request, but could you please make one more of these 'Long Shot Blasters' for my Little Man and leave it under our tree on Christmas Eve...I promise to leave out extra homemade cookies...

The Magical Velcro Shoes

A few days ago....

Me: How was school?
Little Man: Good.
Me: Did you get to play outside?
Little Man: Yup.
Me: Did you get to run a lot?
Little Man: Yup.
Me: Are you fast?
Little Man: Yeah, but I am not as fast as Abdula. Abdula has TWO velcros and I only have one velcro.

Who knew that velcro could do so much!?

I can see it coming in a few years, 'Mom, why did you put me in those shoes? I can't believe you made me wear those.' I will then remind him that HE was the one that HAD to wear velcro and how I pushed for the much more stylish laces.

Dove Have Hearts Too

Last Sunday we had the opportunity to go dove hunting again. Spider man has been dying to go and although we told him that he had to be 5 before going we decided that 6 more months of his life was not going to make that much of a difference...so off we went on our first Family Dove Hunting Trip (we sound like we are from Hick Town, don't we!?-- Maybe I should finish this post using my best country slang or better yet you should read it with a country twang in your head).

So we's all loaded up in the truck, sportin our bestest camouflage gear. Drove out to this piece of property...I's only had to jump out of the truck a couple times to open a few cattle gates...but once we's gots thrus the gate with the big cow skull on it, we's were there! So for 3 hours we sat outs theres amongst some sort of beans trees wait'in for them ol' doves to just come fly'ns by. Well I gots me my very first dove ever. I ain't no pro-fes-shanal hunter or nuttin but I gots me one. Lets just say I am sure I made Daddy proud.

Well, before going we had told Spider man that he wasn't going to get to shoot a gun and he wasn't allowed to look at the birds (we didn't want to traumatize him on his first trip). Well as soon as the first bird went down, of course he was high-tailing it over there to try and see the bird. We stopped him, but he kept asking why can't I see? and kept trying to peak glances...So finally Big Daddy X tried to explain to him that there might be some blood and we don't want you to see it. At that point the wheels in is head seem to have turned and the light bulb went off. He looked at me with these big eyes, then ran over to Vim. He cupped his hand over his mouth and whispered in Vim's ear ' Vim, we can't shoot the birds, they have a heart, and they have Jesus in there heart...and we can't shoot them.' I of course could hear what was being said...I was trying my hardest to not laugh out loud. Vim did a great job of explaining that God gave us lots of birds and we are to eat the animals....and how we eat chicken...which seem to satisfy him and now he can't wait to go hunting again.

And for those of you wondering, we only got 5 dove and we ate them the next evening.

Happy Halloween from All of Us!

Spiderman

'Kelly Kapowski and Screech'

(from Save By the Bell for those of you who are uncultured)

And of course what is Halloween with out Britney and K-Fed.