You Tube - the maker of dreams to come

So I was off at soccer practice while this all happened...that is my alibi.

I came home and hopped on the computer. The window was open to good old YouTube. Brandon and the kids had been watching some interesting things.

This is what I found as I clicked back through the archaeological YouTube dig:

World's Strongest man
World's most muscular man
Guinness Book of World records - stuff
the atomic bomb
the 57 mega-ton Russian bomb
sonic booms
the world's fastest car - land speed record
a race between a boat, a motorcycle and a car
the record for a person wearing the most t-shirts (apparently the record is putting 155 on in 4 hours. I bet you didn't know that...did you?)

Right, so now my kids are in bed sleeping. They are approaching the Land of Nod. Only I don't think tonight's visit is going to be so lovely. This is what I picture their dreams looking like.....

A skinny man rushing around, t-shirts swarming around him. He can't stop them, they are parasitic and the circle grows smaller. He grows grotesquely large  as the t-shirts continue to engulf his body. Hold on! If he can only beat the car and the boat in the race he might be able to win the magic lightening knife that will free his body of all the cotton.
Sadly the car wins, setting the world's land speed record. While doing this the car passes the sound barrier.
Sonic Boom!
Oh but wait! It isn't really the sound barrier being reached. The air suddenly solidifies into a bomb. The car crashes into it and kaboom! A mushroom cloud. Sadly the man with all the t-shirts was so weighed down he couldn't outrun the bomb. The radiation surrounds him and causes his muscles to mutate. The muscles get bigger and bigger. The cotton can no longer hold on. The threads rip apart and ahhh finally the man finds himself free of those repressive 155 t-shirts. Who needs that magical lightening knife anyway?


I told Brandon he is going to have to get up if the kids start to wake up due to all of this.

Conversations with a toddler and preschooler cont.

Arriving at church

Jolene not getting out of the car: "I can't walk to church my feet are weary."

Me: "Jolene we are about 10 feet away, I think you can manage."

Jolene's body suddenly liquefies.  We somehow manage to bottle her up and carry her into church.

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Adele at the dinner table.

Adele: " Mom you are an apple, Jolene is a cake, I'm a brownie, Daddy is a strawberry and Gideon is a sandwich.

Me:" Hmmm, that is interesting. Why are you a brownie?"

Adele: "I don't know, I just am"

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Adele stubs her little toe on the door. The little toe has a very, very tiny cut which is bleeding.

Adele: *crying very hard* "I will never walk again!!"

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Gideon: "Whe Daddee? Daddeeeeeee?"

Gideon is on our bed watching Brandon change out of his work clothes. Note: this happens every evening

Gideon: "Daa da daa da daa daaaa!"  Translation #1: "Nan a nan a nan ahh!" Translation #2 : "You can't get me!"

An early Mother's Day conversation

Brandon was in Brisbane all this week. So much better having him home.
 Anyway, while on the trip Brandon was talking to a work mate about how we are homeschooling. From that conversation followed this one at home...

Brandon: "You know, I was thinking about your net worth. It's like twice the amount that I make. Your homeschooling the kids, making all the meals, etc."

Me: "Oh, really. Well it would be nice to get a paycheck from time to time."

Jolene: "Whats a paycheck?"

Me: "Money that you get for working!"

Brandon: "Jolene, did you take Mommy's paycheck?!"

Me: "Yeah, where is my paycheck!"

Jolene:  (giggling)  "I don't know!" "I don't have it"  turning to look at Bradon
"Did yooouu take the paycheck?!" 

Jolene: "Where is Mommy's paycheck?!!!"

So yes, this is how my family says "we love you." I like it, definitly better than Hallmark.

Brandon did get me a little something. I suppose it could be seen as a salary increase after completing my preformance review. I uncovered a new artist recently. Brandon bought me a couple of prints for a having a good preformance review :-)

These are the two I bought from Ashley G. 

The first one is called "Storytime" and the second one is entitle "I like your scarf." The second reminds me of the first time Brandon and I met. With a slight modification, those were the first words we said to eachother. Our words were "I like your shoes." We were wearing the identical indoor soccer shoes. I know, straight out of Jane Austin.