Many Mary's

Andrew was trying to read the "church book" left in the car by Peter. It was about Our Lady of Fatima.

They came to a page with a picture of the Immaculate Heart of Mary on it and Andrew said, "Look. there's Mary!"

Peter argues, "No! That's not Mary!"

Andrew explains, "Yes, it IS Mary. She just has lots of different names and wears lots of different colors. She has even more names than Jesus does, I think."

He then went on to give a few examples of Mary's names and Jesus' names.
Good to know he's paying attention!

miracle 'grow'

Our regular priest, Fr. L, is average height - probably 5'9", 5'10". Today, there also happened to be a seminarian helping at mass. He was very tall - over 6 feet.
Both Father and the seminarian are blonde, but it was easy to tell them apart during mass because one was dressed as a priest, and the other as an altar server.

After mass, both Fr. L and the seminarian came to the parish hall, both wearing their black cassocks.

The boys were sitting at a table enjoying some post-mass snacks and Peter, looking towards a cassock-clad man, says to me incredulously, "Wow! Fr. L sure growed tall!"

I followed his gaze across the room...


He was looking at the seminarian.

Cowboy Jim?

The boys were helping me clean the Master bedroom closet, when they came upon Jim's old pair of cowboy boots. The following commentary was hysterical!

"Mom! Pop-pop has BOOTS?!"

"Pop-pop was a COWBOY?!"

"When was Pop-pop a cowboy?!"

and, my personal favorite:

"When Pop-pop wears his boots, does he turn into a cowboy?"

forever a baby?

Peter: "How long was I a baby?"
Andrew: "Um...about 45 years."

magic beans

WE've been doing a 'sacrifice bean' jar for Lent. Any time the boys do something 'extra' or that is a 'sacrifice', they get to put a dried bean in a glass jar. On Easter Sunday, these dried beans magically turn into jelly beans.

Peter was playing with the beans today and took one apart to see the inside.
"Mom! It's WHITE inside!"

"Is this where the jelly beans hatch from?"

no parking zone

Peter, outside, crouching down to look at something: "Mom! Come see this! A spider parked his web here! Can you come move it?"

snuffy

No...not the giant elephant-like creature that used to be Big Bird's pal on Sesame Street.

This is what Peter says when he has a runny nose and is stuffed up.

"Mom, I'm all snuffy!"

the 'great texas bird'

Part 1

My dad, Grandpa W, decided to tell the boys a story a while ago (Thanksgiving, maybe?) about the 'Great Texas Bird'. It is a bird that Grandpa W informed them says "woohoo! woohoo!"

After a couple quizzes about what the bird said, the idea of the 'Great Texas Bird' was firmly entrenched in Andrew & Peter's minds...nevermind the fact it doesn't exist.


Part 2

The boys are chatting at lunch about something, when they hear a bird singing.
Peter: "I like grackels. They're my favorite bird!"
Me: "Really?! I don't like them at all - why do you?"
Peter: "Because they're pretty singers."
Me: "I think their singing is yucky." (they sound like they're dying).

Peter: "Well, I like the birds with white and black spots."
Me: "Oh! THOSE are mockingbirds - not grackels!" (phew...grackels are miserable birds - mockingbirds are okay).
Peter: "Whopping-birds?! What are whopping-birds?!" (laughing b/c
Me (chuckling, b/c we're back to whopping-birds again...): "Mockingbirds are the state bird of Texas."
Peter: "Is that like the great Texas bird?"
Me: "Um, no...not really."
Peter: "Well...do they say 'wha-hoo'?"
Me: "Nope...no, they definitely don't say wha-hoo."
Peter, slightly confused: "Oh."

Grandpa W: 1
Texas & it's birds: 0

slurp, slurp

Peter, at dinner, eyeing his bowl of soup: "Is this soup?"
Jim & I: "yes."
Peter, excitedly: "YES! That means I can SLURP it!!"

It's the little things...

"Man Has Tail"

I had to go grocery shopping last week. I normally try to go at night, but had to get some things for dinner so the kids came too.

At one of the stores, there is a guy who always walks around with a feather duster in his back pocket. I'm there almost every week (and so is he), so I'm used to seeing it.

The guy-with-feather-duster-in-his-back-pocket walked by our cart briefly as we were digging into the bulk bins. I saw him out of the corner of my eye and knew who it was. As he walked away, Peter excitedly exclaimed, "Mom! That guy has a brown tail! It's so SILLY!"

Peter-isms

Peter, watching Clara gnaw on the bulb syringe (for baby's nose): "Oh! She's boogering her mouth!"

Peter, on cats: "I just don't like cats b/c they're all whiskery and they will whisker me with their whiskers."

You say...., I say...

Or "how to trick your brother with synonyms"

Andrew: "Peter, you want to play police?"
Peter: "NO!!"
Andrew: "Okay, then do you want to play cop?"
Peter: "OKAY!"
Andrew: "cuz cop is another word for police."

Peter-isms

Us: "Peter, come give us a hug!"
Peter: "No! I have to go talk to Clara so she doesn't get all 'slushy'!"

(we think he meant fussy)

what big brothers are for....

Clara was crying while I was holding her.
Peter stopped playing and came from the playroom to check on her.

P: "Maybe she's hungry."
Me: "Nope, I just fed her."
P: "Well, maybe she needs a diaper change."
Me: "No, I just did that, too."
P: "Well, maybe she needs a big brudder."

Awww....

(and he was right...she stopped crying when he came out!)

Peter-isms

"I fa-membered"
(to forget and then remember again)

"What color are boogers? I think boogers are blue!"

tis the season?

It snowed today!
Clara's very first snow!

Peter exclaimed, "It's SNOWING! That means it's Christmas!!"

Dr. Peter

Peter was playing with the toy dr. kit today.
He came over to take my temperature.
(I wouldn't let him put it in my mouth, but he managed anyways.)

He turned the little dial on the thermometer, and told me, "Oh...you're sad." in a very sad voice.
This was quickly followed by an authoritative, "You're sick b/c you ate a puzzle piece!"

(apparently I am being confused w/ Curious George)

good day, bad day

Proud parent moment of the day:
Peter, while choosing a book for bedtime story time: "Does it have a medal on it?" (referencing Caldecotts)

Embarrassing moment of the day:
Andrew, while in public, in a loud voice: "Wow! That guys FAT like Gusteau!" (fat mouse from Ratatouille)

Peter-isms

Peter keeps giving Clara teething rings...
only HE calls them 'chew toys'..

lol!

Peter-bear

Peter came running out of the hallway, through the living room, arms up, with a menacing "ROOOAAAAARRRR!"

...wearing bear feet slippers.

LOL!