Superbowling and other whatnots...

Alas, there will be no pictures in this post, just things that mommy has seen/heard over the past few weeks...


Tyler was desperate to get out his bowling pins and when asked why, he said he was going to do superbowling. When asked what that was, he said, "silly mama, it's like bowling, only super style." Obviously, I had not done a great job of explaining what the superbowl was.


I mentioned to Tyler that we were going to a superbowl party, which was my mistake, b/c the word party is synonymous with cake, of which there was none for this party. So, on our way to the party, we stopped at a grocery store to grab some cupcakes for the kids. While were were in the grocery store, two college guys were arguing, it was apparent that neither of them were sober and the discussion was getting rather heated, so what does Tyler do? He marches right up to them and says, "If you have a problem, you should talk about it, that's how we do it at school." I, of course, immediately ushered him out of harms way and I think he may have actually prevented a fight. The two guys involved were completely stunned and taken aback, they didn't know what to do. While other shoppers, muttered an array of things, such as "good for him," and "why isn't his mother keeping a closer eye on him."


Overheard in the playroom.
Tyler: Remi, I'm going to count to three and if you don't make a good choice, you will have time out.
Remi: aahh, ggahhh, mamama, T T T T, etc.
Tyler: one, two, Remi this is your last chance, 3. Ok, you have timeout. Go sit on the step.
Remi: dadadadada, gagaga
Tyler: Fine, mommy wouldn't do this, but you can have timeout right here.
Remi: babababa, abababa, gamamama
Tyler: Ok, Remi, why did you have timeout?
Remi: ssssssss, mooooo, ssssss
Tyler: That's right, you took the cow I was playing with. I love you Remi and I know you can make good choices. Give me a hug.

Can you tell what happens in our house over and over and over, throughout the day. I couldn't believe the kid had my spiel down to the intonation!


I was upstairs, trying to make some sense of the chaos that are our bedrooms. I was putting laundry away in our room and in Remi's room. I knew Tyler was playing in his room and I assumed that Remi was with him, but then I realized, she had been way too quiet... So, I set off to find her and I didn't have to look far, on my way to Tyler's bedroom, I saw a blur in the bathroom, I turned and saw Remi CHUGGING the baby wash. She had actually gotten the top pumper thing off and had the bottle tipped up and baby wash was oozing down her face. She of course, stopped, smiled at me, and then went back to her "drink." I should have gotten the camera but I was just so taken aback by the scene, I didn't think about picture moments. I took the bottle of baby wash from her and I kid you not, when Remi tried to talk, she blew bubbles!


Tyler: Mama, are you still married to daddy?
Me: Yes, baby, I am.
Tyler: Oh. long pause. Can you tell me when you are done, because I want to marry you and Remi wants to marry daddy. You have to learn to share.


After learning that Grandma Jo was coming to watch Tyler and Remi, while we went on vacation, Tyler implored me to take Remi with us. Reason being...Remi would eat all of the ice cream when we were gone and there would be none left for special snacks for him and Grandma Jo. (Remi has never even had ice cream!)