I've seen this interview going around the blog world as well as Facebook. I thought it would be fun to hear my boys' answers. Perhaps only my husband and mom will enjoy it, but just in case the rest of you are interested.....
1. What is something Mommy always says to you?
L: I love you.
J: To obey.
G: Obey.
2. What makes Mommy happy?
L: To clean up.
J: To obey Mommy and Daddy.
G: Get in my seat quickly.
3. What makes Mommy sad?
L: When I grow up.
J: When I disobey. (Do you see a pattern here?)
G: Not obeying.
4. How does your Mommy make you laugh?
L: You tell me jokes.
J: When you do something very funny.
G: When I be funny.
5. What was your Mommy like as a child?
L: A girl.
J: She obey.
G: (frustrated) I don't know.
6. How old is your Mommy? (33)
L: 38
J: Um, 46.
G: I don't know. Um, 76.
7. How tall is your Mommy? (5'1")
L: Taller than us.
J: This tall. [squeezing thumb and forefinger together]
G: [looking me over from foot to toe] 07.
8. What is her favorite thing to do?
L: Play games and hug me.
J: To go to Sonlight (our homeschool co-op) and to clean.
G: To clean up the house.
9. What does your Mommy do when you're not around?
L: Go to the ice cream store.
J: Be sad.
G: Clean up the dishes.
10. If your Mommy becomes famous, what will it be for?
L: Rich.
J: Tell them your name.
G: Getting mad.
11. What is your Mommy really good at?
L: Hop scotch.
J: Being a school teacher.
G: Reading your Bible because you're smart.
12. What is your Mommy not very good at?
L: Playing pillow fight.
J: Not good at playing baseball. (Excuse me?! I think I'm better at it than he is.)
G: I can't 'member.
13. What does your Mommy do for a job?
L: Clean up the house from us.
J: Help us.
G: Worship God.
14.What is your Mom's favorite food?
L: Enchiladas.
J: Strawberries.
G: Hamburgers and carrots and vegetables and apples and peppers.
15.What makes you proud of your Mommy?
L: When you sing.
J: When you surprise me.
G: Going to the Aggie game.
16. If your Mommy were a cartoon character, who would she be?
L: A vegetable.
J: Superman.
G: A good girl.
17. What do you and your Mommy do together?
L: Play with each other.
J: Play and laugh.
G: Go to the store with Didi (my mom).
18. How are you and your Mommy the same?
L: We both lay around. (I'd like to know when he's EVER seen me just "laying around"!)
J: When we be right.
G: We like to be together. Because you're a cute girl. (Yes, he's my charmer.)
19. How are you and your Mommy different?
L: You are big and I am small.
J: I am brown and Liam is brown and Garrett is brown and white and you and Daddy are white.
G: I'm brown and white and you are not.
20. How do you know your Mommy loves you?
L: Because you're my best friend. My #1 friend.
J: When we hug each other.
G: We love each other. We give hugs and be together.
21. What does your Mommy like most about your Dad?
L: You love him. Daddy's so special to you.
J: You give kisses and hugs.
G: He's your lover. (He tucked his chin in as if he was embarrassed, which makes me wonder where in the world did he get the word 'lover' and how does he know to be embarrassed about it?!)
22. Where is your Mommy's favorite place to go?
L: Bosses' Pizza.
J: Pizza Garden.
G: Church. And I love you.
Someday they may not admit to some of these sweet answers! Someday they'll grow facial hair, have squeaky voices and sweaty armpits, and be too busy for me. But for today, I know they love me, and I love them more every day!
All About Mommy
Go Buy Yourself a New T-shirt
Yesterday, I mentioned that I was jealous of my friend Colleen for getting to meet Ree.
Well, let me tell you a little about Colleen. I love her to death! She's vivacious and beautiful. We met when she dated my brother in the early 90s. And, yes, she still speaks to me!
After their breakup, we kept up with each other every once in a while. Just enough to find out when major events took place in our lives such as college graduation and marriage. In fact, when she and I were newlyweds (not to each other but to our respective husbands), Rick and I stayed with Colleen and her hubby while we vacationed in Germany in 2000.
Due to her hubby's career in the Air Force and their many moves, we lost contact between 2000 and 2009. We each looked for one another during that time but to no avail. But thanks to that trusty tool called Facebook, we reconnected in January of this year. And Colleen and her girls came to visit a few weeks later.
Seeing Colleen after all those years was like only a month had passed, only between the two of us, we now have 5 more kids than we had 9 years ago. Funny what can happen in nine years. But anyway, Colleen was still Colleen, and we had a great time catching up.
She was wearing this really cute t-shirt that night, and I asked where she got it. "Oh, a friend and I are starting a new t-shirt company and this is one of our shirts," she said. "Really, " I squealed with delight.
Come to find out, she and her friend decided to start a business of creating stylish Christian t-shirts after seeing some random t-shirt at a restaurant one night. That shirt said something to the effect of "Life is crap." As Colleen put it, "Life is not crap. Life is a gift from God. And I'm tired of seeing junk like that."
Well, there you go. I can't think of a better reason to start a new business.
Because I love Colleen and because I want to support her new bizness, please check out Wild Olive Tees' website here. Free shipping for the month of March, so hurry on over there and spread the word!
ColleenHowdy!
Howdy! How y'all been for the past 2 weeks?
I've been great, because this has been my view for the past 13 days:
Isn't it breathtaking?!
If you believe that I've been on a beach for nearly two weeks, then I have a beautiful vacation home on the other side of that lens to sell you.
Instead of a dreamy vacation that you could drool over, I have been living my regular life. Only my regular life has taken on a life of its own. A life which hasn't allowed time for blogging, which makes me terribly fussy.
When Rick came home tonight, I was jabbering away about how my friend Colleen was able to go see Ree. "She's my favorite blogger, and Colleen got to meet her! In person! She's so lucky! Isn't that cool?!"
He said, "Yea, that's cool. When are you going to write on your blog again?"
"When do I have the time anymore, " I moaned.
"You need to write every night, " he said.
Ohhhh, look out blog, 'cuz I've been given permission to visit you every night!
Of course, I've thought about blogging at night, but our evenings are usually reserved for family time. And once the boys are in bed, Rick and I usually spend time gabbing or vegging on the couch together. But now that he's noticed my days are filling up too quickly, he's offering a portion of our evenings to blogging. Because he loves me.
Or because he finds me funnier on my blog than in person.
So, coming up shortly on CupRunnethOver:
- I've found a great way to survive time changes! No more moaning over that lost hour.
- The high-maintenance campers are baaaack!
- An interview with my boys to see how they view me. I'm a little bit scared.
- My friend Colleen has a new t-shirt company that I have to tell you about!
Friday Funny
While receiving dilating eye drops at the eye doctor this week, the nurse asked Jack if needed a tissue. "Yes, I need a tennis shoe," he whimpered.
Graduation
We told Jack and Garrett they could move to booster seats when they turned 4. Let me tell you, they think they have arrived. They think they're somethin'. But it is nice to be done with 5-point harnesses!
Updated to add: Clearly, the above photo was not taken today. If my boys were wearing long sleeves and pants on this day, you would need to call CPS on me. It is 88 degrees today in this lovely place I have to call home.
You Read My Blog?
On Sunday, a friend, Jennifer, said, "They don't look too bad." It took me a minute to figure out she was referring to my bangs. And I have to be honest and say, they're growing on me, literally and figuratively.
I said I wouldn't talk about hair every day, so enough about that.
Since I haven't seen Jennifer in a couple weeks, I knew she had seen my blog.
I find it very odd that people beyond my family read my blog. My initial intent for my blog has always been, always will be, to journal and scrapbook for my boys.
(The actual art of real scrapbooking escapes me. I have tried it, but mercy me, if it doesn't overwhelm me, then I don't know what does. But that's another post altogether.)
If I don't blog, then these hundreds of photos I take of my boys every month simply reside on my Mac. And that's a shame, because my boys are simply too cute to stay hidden, if I do say so myself.
My secondary intent for this blog is to keep our family and close friends up-to-date on the goings on around the CupRunnethOver household.
And my tertiary reason for my ramblings is to encourage families in the adoption journey. I feel called by God to share our adoption experiences with many people, because he did not take us through those trials for our own good, but for His glory.
(Are you impressed I used the word "tertiary"?)
So, when I realized Jennifer is reading my blog, I got all clammy and nervous. And then Rick informed me the other day that he ran into someone at his office that mentioned she reads my blog regularly. Again, I my hands were sweaty and butterflies formed in my stomach, because I don't even know the person he's referring to.
Obviously, if I write on the world wide web, anyone in the world can read it. And, yes, I read strangers' blogs every day. But it is still such an awkward feeling to know that strangers are reading my words!
Rick and I talked about it briefly, and I think it all boils down to this: I don't think most of you realize how shy I am. Put me in a room full of strangers, and I feel like crawling into a cave. Tell me I have to attend a large event (anything over 20 people), and I'd rather go to the ER. My stomach is churning while even writing the last two sentences!
Rick said that most writers are shy. Really?
After I've pondered this topic over the last few days, I have a question. How many bloggers out there are actually shy?
