Another Quoteable

It is just so stinking cute when the wee ones, get their words all jumbled in their happiness.
Flutter Nutter is dancing through the house.
Fun Mom is gonna make chocolate cake! !
Momma's gonna buy chocolate eggs for chocolate cake ! !
Flutter Nutter loves chocolate and Fun Mom made cookies processed with nuts, so he is happily anticipation his chocolate cake made with chocolate eggs.
Off to the store I go.

Sometimes it is Mom that learns something new!

I have been pretty comfy and cozy in my life at home.
Pretty confident in knowing what my kids know how to do.
Last night, I commissioned Hockey Player to make microwave popcorn.
He did a great job.
The next thing I know Flutter Nutter is getting all squirrelly and happy. More so than when he found out he was getting popcorn. Just sooo happy. I was bound to get suspicious. Then I heard the word marshmallow.

Flutter Nutter chose last night to teach me he could use the microwave. Into the pantry, cause Hockey Player had not shut the door all the way and the door has one of those door knob thing-bobbers to keep Flutter Nutter and Daddy's Buddy out of there, he got into the marshmallows.

He has figured out how to open the microwave door. That is a challenge, since the button is broken and if you don't push it just right it doesn't work. But hey, one way to child proof or so I thought. It still works, so why buy another one. Then he proved to me he knew how to work the microwave. He melted marshmallows onto his popcorn which made something like a popcorn ball concoction and one happy four year old.

To my shock and dismay all the other children confirmed, oh yes, he has known how to do that for awhile. Maybe I shouldn't let them stay home so much while I am taking Hockey Player to practice. Maybe there is more I don't know. Maybe there is more I don't want to know. It is going to be an interesting spring and summer when we are all home a lot more. But doesn't he look happy with his creation?!?

No Dad ~ Daughter Shopping Trips anytime soon

Fun Mom, is online shopping.
She is wanting a dress or two for Spring or Summer.
She's a girl, I get that.
the conversation goes like:
FM: Want to see my dress?
Mom thinking: It is not YOUR dress, you haven't bought it yet.
Mom says: sure
MOM thinking: It is very cute. Fits her personality.
FM: It is modest.
FM: It is cute.
FM: It is me in 2 ways. My style and it is called "FUN MOM" (not quite, but I don't post kiddos' names.)
MOM: I chuckle and say it is $42, I don't think so.
FM: I didn't ever say I was cheap.
Isn't she adorable. (Rolling my eyes here)
She is so not taking her dad shopping. He would cave. Her bubbly spirit, cute little smile and bouncy ponytail. Then she plays the modest card. AIY! Definitely no shopping with dad.

Gotta Love Four Year Old Boys

While the Mom is getting ready for the day, Big-O-Daddy-O and Flutter Nutter have this conversation. But I must first tell you what started this dialogue.
BigODaddy called a timeout from what everyone was doing so the house could be picked up and a little cleaner before BigODaddyO's cousins arrived.
FN: BODO are your cousins girls?
BODO: Yes
FN: Oh mannnn, I don't like girls.
BODO: You will like these girls.
FN: I only like Fun Mom and Little Princess.
FN: What planet are your cousins from?
BODO: Chuckles, they are from the same planet as you are from.
But suddenly BODO realizes he needed to have FN ask the cousins what planet they are from. So hopefully FN will ask the cousins what planet they are from when they arrive.
BODO: Why don't you ask them what planet they are from.
To be continued...
Well we helped them ask, he was too bashful to ask the cousins. They got a chuckle out of the story.

Valentine's Party 2010

This year I wasn't too excited about Valentine's Day. But my kiddos reminded me through their actions they are getting older. With very little involvement on my own, they made the Valentines and got stuff organized for the party! Sometimes, I just see these fun moments as just more work. So when my kids take the reins and show me they are growing up and can handle some of the details on their own, I get to step back, relax and enjoy the moments of their growing up. I find at times now, I am less "busy" providing them with occassions to do and instead more busy watching them demonstrate what they can do. A nice little twist. A little bittersweet. But I won't get all sad and melancholy about it. They will grow up, that is how it is. I want to enjoy each moment. Even if it means, they are showing me how grown up they are.

Humor on the Road...

So I gotta share this but of humor.
We were in KC this weekend. Near the ice rink we spent most of our time was an assisted living place. This was their sign:

(No pictures...the guys would not have been impressed if I had asked them to stop so I could take a picture...there was hockey to play!)

Sunrise Assisted Living
with a special neighborhood for the memory challenged

Gotta love the very diplomatic way of referencing senility, memory lapses and 'senior moments'.

My next favorite humorous tidbit:

Saturday after 2 vigourous games and a light lunch we went out to dinner.
Hockey Player inhaled his dinner and looked at me and told me he was still hungry.
I gave him half of what was left on my plate.

Then I asked Big O Daddy O if he was going to finish his steak.

Let me preface this with, BODO, has been very supportive and encouraging

to Hockey Player in gaining weight. Want a bowl of ice cream?

Sure, have 2 bowls. Want 2 burgers? Sure, have a third.

So BODO's response to sharing with Hockey Player was a little shocking!

BODO: Yeah, I am going to eat it! No way, I am going to share!
BODO: Hey, Fun Mom, you have anything left? Share with your brother.

Don't let a growing child get in between BODO and his steak.

MidWest Championship in KC, this mom's scoop..

We went with hopes of bringing home the trophy. It wasn't to be. They ended the weekend this morning with afantastic win. Hard fought and very physical, but they stayed in it and didn't let anything get by them. These boys fought for each and every goal with all they had this weekend. It was some of the most physical games these guys have played to date. At times, it was hard to believe the refs did not make calls for roughing and checking on some players. Maybe they knew many of these players would move up to PeeWees next year, where checking would be allowed. Who knows? No injuries, that is a major relief. Hockey Player got in there and knocked a few players off their skates, all with in the rules of the game making this momma proud.
It sounds so odd to cheer for my boy to knock someone down. I will explain.
Hockey Player does not weigh 70 pounds, significantly less than 70 pounds. He plays defense. Defense! One of his teammates weighs 150 pounds and is 10 years old! He, also, plays defense. So a couple of months ago, I had a heart to heart with Hockey Player. I GENTLY told him if he couldn't start playing more aggressively, I would seriously consider not letting him play next year. His eyes just about popped out of his head. He has a better chance of staying on his feet if he is the one to initiate contact when playing. If he always backs down or lets the other team initiate he will be less able to stay standing and would just get plowed over and possibly injured. I preface all this with, all within the rules of the game. I don't want him to be a fighter. I want him to play smart, play safe and protect himself. So this weekend, I saw him fight for the puck, not with his fists, but within the rules of the game and knocked a couple of players onto their butt-pads! AND he protected his goalie. This morning, a player from the other team was hitting our goalie with his stick and Hockey Player took him out! Sent him to his rear, again all within the rules of the game. So proud of my brave "David". He doesn't let size intimidate him. Hockey is a God given passion for my guy. God has lifted all the barriers for him to play. As long as God keeps opening the doors I will encourage, drive and cheer him on. But I will still be his mom and want him safe, even if that means he has to knock someone else's player to the ice...all within the rules of the game.

Another highlight for this mom was game 2 on Sat. The team's 3rd goal of the team. Hockey Player ended up at the blue line. He stopped, took a breath and a look see. He saw who was open, sent the puck on its way, where it was passed one more time and then went home to the goal. It was a beautiful play. It took longer to type than it did for it to all play out. Our opponents were looking around and trying to catch up. It was beautiful. I so thoroughly enjoyed seeing that goal and Hockey Players participation in it. So often, I have missed his assists and goals, someone always need my attention at the very moment when he is playing. Drives me nuts. But, also, makes moments like these so much more special!

MidWest Tournament: Way to Go Warriors!