Mommathon

I was talking to my brother this evening and he was telling me his wife (my SIL) had a dream recently where she was given the chance to go back in time and spend one day with their children when they were one. (They are now twelve.) It almost made me cry. Kids grow up so fast. I would love to go back in time and hold my babies for a day when they truly were babies. I would happily change their diapers, get up in the middle of the night and feed them and play peek-a-boo with them to their hearts content. As difficult as those days were at times, I am sad they are gone.

A little laughter for your holiday weekend. Make funny sentences for everyone in your family, just follow the instructions.

Make sure to leave a comment telling us what your sentence is!

Pick the month you were born:
January-------I kicked
February------I loved
March--------I karate chopped
April----------I licked
May----------I jumped on
June----------I smelled
July-----------I did the Macarena With
August--------I had lunch with
September----I danced with
October-------I sang to
November-----I yelled at
December-----I ran over

Pick the day (number) you were born on:
1-------a birdbath
2----- --a monster
3-------a phone
4-------a fork
5-------a snowman
6-------a gangster
7---- ---m y mobile phone
8-------my dog
9-------my best friends' boyfriend
10-------my neighbor
11-------my science teacher
12-------a banana
13-------a fireman
14-------a stuffed animal
15-------a goat
16-------a pickle
17-------your mom
18-------a spoon
19------ - a smurf
20-------a baseball bat
21-------a ninja
22-------Chuck Norris
23-------a noodle
24-------a squirrel
25-------a football player
26-------my sister
27-------my brother
28-------an iPod
29-------a surfer
30-------a homeless guy
31-------a llama

Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:
White----because I'm cool like that
Black-----because that's how I roll.
Pink-----because I'm NOT crazy.
Red------because the voices told me to.
Blue-----because I'm sexy and I do what I want
Green----because I think I need some serious help.
Purple----because I'm AWESOME!
Gray-----because Big Bird said to and he's my leader.
Yellow---because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars
Orange---because my family thinks I'm stupid anyway.
Brown----because I can.
Other-----because I'm a Ninja!
None------because I can't control myself!

I found this fun little activity at Some of This and Some of That! Enjoy!

Bolt is such a good movie!!! We took the boys today and they loved it and so did we. Would we have gone to see it if we didn't have kids? No, but it is a movie that both parents and kids can enjoy which doesn't always happen.

Just when I thought we had read every Halloween book written within the last thirty years...Colm found another one. We went to a different library this week and they have some books we haven't read. Joy! This is his favorite one from this week.

Sunday-Rotel Chicken and rice
Monday-Pasta with Italian Sausage
Tuesday-Tacos
Wednesday-Autumn Casserole
Thursday-Thanksgiving
Friday-Salmon, Bread and Butter, Asparagus
Saturday-Fajitas

We were in the car today and Colm told Liam that he wanted to marry him. Liam then informed Colm that they couldn't get married because two boys can't get married, it has to be a boy and a girl. Right, Dad? There was a pause and Sean and I looked at each other and gave each other that knowing grin and mumbled something about well...if you live in Vermont... We then told him he was right...it has to be a boy and a girl. He's six and I am not ready to go there, especially with Colm listening in.

I would do just about anything if it meant that Liam would no longer have to have asthma. I hate it!!! I hate that I have to worry about it. I hate that he has to worry about it. I hate that we have to make other people, like his teachers, worry about it. I hate that he has to take so much medicine. I hate that we have to go to the doctor all the time. I hate that he can't just get a simple cold and be over it...it always ends up being something much more complicated. I hate how all that coughing wipes him out and makes him look like a zombie he's so tired. I hate that he can't just be a kid sometimes. I hate that his asthma ostracizes him at times. I hate that he doesn't freak out about riding in an ambulance because he has done it so many times. I hate that he knows that he needs to bring a book with him when we go to the hospital because we're going to be there a long time. And I hate how I am still not always sure what to do when he gets asthma. I know there a lot worse things he could have, but I still hate that he has asthma.