Monday, October 26, 2009

Amused and mad...all at the same time

So I was laying my stomach on the living room floor today, trying to finish the gripping conclusion of Catching Fire*, while Owen played games on the computer and Henry toddled around playing and making messes that I was ignoring. In fact, I was ignoring Henry well enough that I didn't mind as he came over to me, climbed up, and started scratching my back. For about 15 seconds, I actually enjoyed the back scratching--until I snapped out of my reverie and looked back to find out what he was using to scratch. Henry was grasping a black ball-point pen--and had just scribbled all over my new shirt!!!

You know it's a pretty good book when you don't even notice your son is drawing on your back!


*The sequel to Suzanne Collins' The Hunger Games, which I cannot recommend enough. Seriously, read this series!

Thursday, October 22, 2009

clown, part 2



Henry was playing in the bathroom as I was taking a shower the other day. He loves to get into all of my hair clips and other bathroom novelties. He kept opening the shower door to show me what treasure he'd unearthed. Then when I had my back turned he opened the door and came into the shower, fully dressed. Luckily I shooed him out before he got wet, telling him, "You can't come into the shower with clothes on, Henry". He ran away crying, and about five seconds later he came back in with his swim trunks and was trying to get them on his head! I don't know how he figured that one out, but I couldn't stop laughing.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

class clown


I've got a little boy who loves to get lots of attention and laughs. Today at church he was going full steam. We've got a great music leader who is really nice to give Owen, one of the youngest in primary, lots of attention and positive feedback. I think she's a big reason why he sings so loudly in church. The music leader was teaching the children a new song today, was having the children repeat each line without music, and then after they'd said it correctly they'd sing it. Owen apparently didn't enjoy her methods, however; he went right up to her and said, "I'm not going to say it. I'll sing it but I'm not saying it". She was so nice and acknowledged him while getting him to sit down and continue teaching. Then as she ushered Owen back to his seat, he backed up to sit down and completely missed his seat! He sat right on the floor instead. The whole primary erupted in muffled laughter as we tried not to embarrass or give undue attention to that clumsy kid. Later as I was out in the hallway doing some paperwork I heard the primary singing the ABC song, obviously not a church song. I poked my head in the room, and sure enough, Owen was leading the whole primary in his favorite song! Thank goodness for sweet Sister Law!