Oh the things he says...

J-Man had been having a rough morning with focusing and keeping his hands to himself, so on the way to lunch he and his teacher, Ms. Corrigan, had the following conversation...

Ms. C: J, you need to have a really great lunch and get yourself under control because your mom is coming to take you to the book fair this afternoon, and you won't be able to go if you can't control yourself.

J: Yes, Ma'am (as he straightend his back a bit and thought)

J: But, what if someone makes an angry face at me?

Ms. C: Well, I wouldn't like it if someone made an angry face at me, so what is something you could do if that happens?

J: I could move?

Ms. C: Yes, you could move. What else could you do? You could use your...

J: Manners!

Ms. C: Yes, you could use your manners. You could also use your...

J: Words!!!

Ms. C: That is right! You could use your words.

J: I could use my words, just like Martin Luther King did!

Ms. C: Yes, that is great. I love that you are remembering something that we talked about earlier in the year. You can use your words just like Martin Luther King.

J (walking off and mumbling to himself): I could use my words just like Martin Luther King... but, he got shot!


Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!!!!

Mood Music

Jonah at the dinner table:

"We wish you a Merry August, We wish you a Merry August..."

And, yes, we allow singing at the table. I never understood why that was considered rude. ?

Merry August Everyone!!!!!

In joy, Troye

Life with Boys

Getting ready for bed...
J-Man is jumping on his bed- it is such a calming process- and yelling "Poop" into our faces.
Repeatedly.
Over and Over Again.
J-Man: "Poop! Poop! Poop!"
The Man: "If you say poop one more time, I'm going to spank you!"
J-Man: "Pee!"

I betcha that doesn't happen in houses with all girls.

In joy, Troye!

Sounds like...

Recent quotes from the J Man:

Duh...Duh...Duh...Double You! Mommy "W" starts with the letter D!

Juh...Juh...Juh...Jee! And "G" starts with J, just like my name!!!

He is a genius.

I think we have a problem!

J decided recently that he wanted to grow his hair. For any of you that know my son, you know that he has what I call "Brillo pad" hair, and a LOT of it at that. Bless his heart. Genetics threw him a bad one when he got my hair, but he is a boy and doesn't have the luxury of a straightening iron. When I pour water over his head to wash it, the water literally runs off the sides of his head and doesn't even absorb into his hair.

Okay, and let's be honest here...

Although he is starting to grow into it, the child has a large noggin.

A big, thick mop of hair is not going to help him out in the large head category.

Plus, as noted earlier, it is a pain to wash when it grows any longer than a #3 with the barber shears.

That's a lot of information, I know. But, I needed the therapy this morning!!!

And, here is the point of my rant...

Last night in the bathtub:

Me: How long do you want your hair?

J: I just want to let it grow.

Me: Is there someone in mind that you want your hair to look like?

J: Yes, Karson.

Me: But, his hair is not that long.

This is Karson in his Kindergarten class.

J: No, Mommy. Karsyn V.

This is the other Karsyn in his Kindergarten class.

Um, I think we have a problem.

The Sequel

Jonah saw a 10th anniversary edition of Toy Story. I can't get over the thought that Toy Story came out that long ago (actually longer than ten years). Ahhhhhh....

Anyway, I digress.

When he saw the move case, he exclaimed, "Huh! Look Mommy. They made Toy Story 10!!!"

Funny guy.

A Problem

Jonah: Mommy, I have a really big problem.

Me: Oh no, Jonah, what is your really big problem.

Jonah: I don't know what my problem is.

Now that is a problem.

Don't Let Me Die

We have spent so much time at the pool this summer that it is no surprise that the boys ears are a little sore. We decided to put a few drops of peroxide in their ears last night to hopefully help ward off any infections that might creep in.

The Boy screamed bloody murder and kicked and thrashed like we were beating him. And, then, maybe we did, and maybe we didn't. It is really cool to watch it bubble up out of the ear though. I know that we are sick. This also comes from the mom who excitedly watched the plastic surgeon sew all 36 stitches into her son's face.

As we finished, and he had to lay there to let the drops drain, he exclaimed in his very pitiful voice, "Don't let me die." Poor kid thought that something was growing out of his ear because we kept talking (and laughing) about the bubbles coming out.

He is now in the market for more sympathetic parents. Any takers?

Lake Lanier

We went to Lake Lanier today with some of the families from Chris' accountability group. We had a blast. I didn't take too many photos because I spent most of the day in the water. We took three boats out to this sand bar, and played in the sand and water for several hours. Our family rode with Mr. Joe and Mrs. Debbie in the super fast boat that you see on the far left. We spent most of our day swimming out to Mr. Corey and Mrs. Bethany's boat in the center, and the boys jumped off the back of the boat and swam around to the opposite ladder at least 100 times. Mr. Corey also took Jonah around the lake on his tube. While the boys were jumping off of Mr. Corey's boat, I overheard Jonah tell Daniel, "This is Mr. Corey's boat, but that boat over there is mine." You go, Jonah. Name it, and claim it!!! Sorry Mr. Joe.

Talking to Jesus

My morning routine is that I get up, get a cup of coffee, and have some quiet time before I get the boys out of bed. They are often awake during this time, but they know that they can't come out of thier room until I come to get them. This morning they were especially unruly, and fighting- with lots of crying involved- so I went to intervene. I told them that it was not time to get up, and that I was downstairs trying to talk to Jesus. They needed to be on their best behavior for a few more minutes.
When I went to get them out of bed, Jonah started to run out of the room, and I called him back to make his bed. And he said, "But, Mommy, I need to check and see if Jesus is still here. I need to talk to Him too!"

'That's not a Duck...That's a Pelican!!!"

For those of you who don't recognize the title, it is a quote from Finding Nemo, and we have quoted it often this week. In fact the boys are a little obsessed with pelicans. I must say that Chris and I are as well. It is so fun to watch them dive for their breakfast early in the morning. We had to get a photo of the boys next to the pelican statue. And here is Daniel riding the trolley, which he insisted was a bus, and loving it. You can see the St. Petersburg pier in the background.
The pier was a bit of a disappointment because of the time of day- there was nothing going on- but the trolley ride was well worth the trip.
Then we played games with Daddy's crab legs at dinner.
Daddy only eats the dead crabs, not the live ones- just in case you were wondering. In the pool today, Jonah pretended to be a crab. He would alternate between being a LIVE crab that pinches you, and a dead crab that Daddy could eat. J also got a net to try to capture fish in the ocean. We were not successful with the fish in the afternoon. We will try again tomorrow morning, but Jonah decided to attempt to catch a seagull with our net since the fish were too elusive. I will leave it up to the imagination how successful he was. Here is a hint- we are not sleeping with a seagull in our room tonight.

Hide and Go Seek

This morning was our first morning to wake up at the beach. It's a hard life, isn't it? Jonah woke up before Daniel, so to allow D to keep resting, we pulled J into our bed. To entertain himself (and us), he made up a new version of hide and go seek.

With his hand.

We took turns counting to ten and looking for one another's hands hidden under the covers. Quite the challenge!!!

Vacation Bible School

Jonah went to VBS this week, and had a blast.
He sang me songs in the evening, told me the Bible stories that they learned, and showed me his crafts each day. Today was the final day, and he told me the story of Jesus dying on the cross. Apparantly when he died on the cross, they put a really big rock on top of Him. Then when they moved the rock, Jesus wasn't there. He was alive, and then He went to heaven. At least he got the important details right.

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Jonah and Grant were playing Star Wars last week. They were running around rescuing one another and fighting the the "bad guys."
After a while, Jonah said, "I am going to be OB1."
To which Grant replied, "Okay, I'll be OB2."
Hee hee hee.....

Statue

Jonah started karate this week, and he loves it. He is catching on quickly and doing a great job of figuring the "moves" out. Since it is an ongoing class, he just joins right in with other kids who have participated for a while. There is no specific instruction for the "rookies." The kids are expected to just catch on, and Jonah is acclimating very well.
Tonight was his second class, and the instructor asked them to gather around and "Stand like a statue." Jonah stood very straight with his right fist held up in the air.
The instructor looked at him and said, "Put your arm down Jonah. Stand like a statue."
Jonah firmly straightened his arm a little higher in the air, and with a puzzled look on his face, said, "This is how a statue stands."
I guess it's time to expose him to a few more statues than just the Statue of Liberty.

Happy Birthday Jonah!

Today is Jonah's birthday. He was born at 11:06 five years ago today. Here he is with his Daddy on his "Birth"day at Gwinnett medical Center.Here he is at a year old. I should have known he was going to be a mess from then.

Two years old...

We celebrated Jonah's 3rd Birthday in Savannah with his friend Grant Hampton. We had a construction party. Grant was only four days younger than Jonah. We called him "Wee Man" because he looked as if he could have easily been a year younger.
And, Jonah's 4th Birthday was last year. We had an alien party in the backyard. Jonah felt like he needed a "party" hat to be the birthday boy.
Breaking through the run through sign for his 5th birthday...

Happy Birthday Jonah!!! We love you!

Football Party

We celebrated Jonah's birthday football style. We had several Georgia Bulldogs (of course), a Cincinnati Bengal, a Green Bay Packer, a GT Jacket, an Atlanta Falcon, an Indianapolis Colt, and an LSU Tiger cheerleader.

Chris and I were officially the referees. Of course Chris was right in the middle of the game.

Jonah had a blast (and so did his Daddy). Of course, Jonah did not have to request Ibuprofen later in the day. Notice Gavin with the "medic" truck ready to take the injured off of the field.



Fumble recovery. Check out Jonah's Black out jersey!

A match made in heaven. Or is it? We all know that mixed marriages are doomed for failure!

Thanks to all who came to celebrate with Jonah.

Father, Forgive him!

Blasphemous supper conversation:

Don't even ask how we got here.

The Man: Mama is the Queen.

...He is so right about that by the way...

Jonah: And, what are you, Daddy?

The Man: I am the King.

...He would like to think so, wouldn't he?...

Jonah: And, I am Jesus.

Father, forgive him, for he knows not what he says.

My Room

Jonah: "Mama, where are you?"

Me: "I'm in the laundry room."

Jonah: "Is that your room?"

You know, it sure does feel like it...

The "New" Stone Mountain

We drove by the Barrow County landfill this weekend, and we pointed it out to J and D as the place where all of our trash goes and the build the ground up on top of it.
To which Jonah replied, "Are they building the new Stone Mountain?"