Easy Fix

EJ just bit the wheels off a little foam police car she has:

EJ: Mommy ix it.

Me: Mommy can't fix it.

EJ: Mommy ix it, peese?

Me: Mommy can't fix it.

EJ: Yeah, Mommy ix it wit new bawees.

I want to live in a world where new batteries can fix anything . . .

Life is Rough

I got a loaner car today because our car is having some stuff done to it at the dealership. Our loaner is a cute little emphasis on the word "little" red Mazda 3. Like I said, it's a "cute" car, but definitely a very basic model. When we picked Hope up from school today she asked, "Why do you have to unlock all the doors by hand?" And as soon as we got in the car: "What's this? Oh, it rolls down the window - you have to turn it!" And as I opened the trunk at the store: "The trunk even needs a key????"

When I was exactly Hope's age my parents got divorced and I moved to Colorado with my mom and sister. I remember being amazed that a garage door could be opened without a garage door opener, and that ice cubes could be made using 'trays', rather than an electric ice maker.

Funny how our perspective can be so warped because of life's "little luxuries". I tried to explain to Hope that we should feel lucky that we have any car at all. That some people don't have the ability to buy a car and have to walk or take a bus everytime they need to go someplace.

She was quiet as we pulled into the garage and I turned off the car. I started to think that maybe my little lecture had an affect on her. Then she exclaimed, "Cool! You can roll the window up after the car is turned off! At least there's something good about this car!"

Naptime Fun

This was how I found EJ when I went to get her up from her nap on Saturday:


One arm pulled out the top of her shirt and her socks on her hands. I'm not sure how much sleeping was going on!

3 Minutes

I ran upstairs to answer a work phone call. 3 minutes later or less I came back down to this:

And she called me out on my stupid question - "Can you color on the floor?"

Um, apparently so! Duh!

Thank goodness he's done with baseball!

Brandon's been gone for 4 days now and I MISS HIM!! 4 days . . . not 4 weeks, or 4 months . . . 4 days. And he'll be home tomorrow. Yay! Back when he was playing baseball, 4 days was nothing. He'd leave in February and not come home until at least September. Of course we'd see him a lot, but it's not the same as us all being home. But now I'm used to him being home. I'm used to all the wonderful things he does for me on a daily basis; like getting the car loaded in the morning, doing the dishes, picking up the house, unloading the dishwasher, and bringing my water upstairs at bedtime, just to name a few. Yes, I know I'm spoiled! I miss all these things. But mainly I miss him. I can't wait until tomorrow! :)

Hopeism

As we're driving home from school today . . .

"I wish heaven was like a repair shop. Then when dogs or people went there, God could just fix them and send them back."

I like how she mentioned 'dogs' first.

Mimi's Visit!

Mimi came out to join us for a fun Labor Day weekend. Luckily she brought her camera and took lots of good pictures, because my camera never even came out of it's case bad mom! We kept busy with celebration dinners Brandon passed his first big exam - yay!!!,suit shopping, church, boating with friends, climbing trees, killing bees, riding in the barbie jeep, the Labor Day parade, Jill and Rob's birthday celebrations, playing, playing, and playing.


We may have worn Mimi out but I think she had a great time. I know we did! We can't wait until she and Pop come back at Christmas!