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Tag: laughter
17-ish steps to making great saint’s costumes
As we near all saint’s day, better known by many as the day after Halloween (all hallow’s eve), many busy moms can be found busy sewing saints costumes for their kids. And then there’s me…here’s what my day looked like, broken down in simple steps, in case you’re crazy and want to try it:
- Announce to your many munchkins that it is time to pick saints for dressing up.
- Listen to flurry of excitment and witness many dresses and scarves being pulled out and tried on.
- Pull out scrap material box and fasten on pretty headscarves with hair clips.
- Change a diaper and make lunch.
- Feed and bathe baby.
- Help older kids research saints online.
- Help make a harp out of cardboard, tin foil and pipe cleaners.
- Clean pee off floor and give toddler a bath.
- Try to coach eldest child through anxiety about her future costume’s potential defects due to my lack of sewing expertise. Fail.
- Call Grandma for moral support.
- Make a second lunch for child who missed it due to researching saints and is currently losing marbles.
- Suggest 20 other costume options. Have them rejected.
- Feed baby. Try to fashion sheet into nun’s habit. Fail.
- Clean baby poop off floor. Bathe baby again.
- Listen to eldest child come up with totally new costume idea (using her own, already made clothes) after you already cut a hole in a sheet. Rejoice as it means you don’t have to sew!
- Thank God and put in a frozen pizza. Safely stow away costumes in a big bag.
- Make silly jokes while you do the dishes and smile cause the madness is over…till next year!
New Quotes from the Peanut Gallery
Sizing up her grade:
My almost 5 year old girl: “This is a lot of yogurt, Mum! It’s full up to here.”
Me:“Oh, yeah? If you eat it all up you’ll get really big. You’ll be a giant and you’ll have to be in grade six instead of kindergarten!”
Her, walking by indignantly: “No, that’s silly. If I was a giant I’d be in grade 100!”
Nursing the baby:
Almost 5 year old daughter: “How come you have the milk on both sides?”
Me: “Because I have two breasts and that’s where the milk is made.”
Her: “What if you had three? Here, and here and here.”
Me: “That would be funny. Pig mummies have them all down their bellies so they can feed lots of baby pigs.”
Her: “And ladies have two in case they have two babies and they’re both hungry at the same time.”
Me: “That’s right.”
Baby Burpin’ Blues
It was a burp
that woke my baby
when he was sleepin’
inside his bed
I thought that bedtime
was all done now
until I heard
those piercing cries
It was burp
that woke my baby
and with tears
did fill his eyes
I should have burped him
after I nursed him
but I clean gone ‘n forgot
He was asleepin’
oh, oh, so peaceful
and I felt free as a bird
It was a burp
that burst my bubble
and made bedtime come once again
Oh, oh, here we go once again!
The Quotable Boy!
Tocolate is for cake and it’s really yummy.
Can you tate off mine shirt? It is made of peanut butter…and I don’t want it.
Me: What would you like for dinner, honey?
Hmmmm, delly beans.
Me: Anything more dinnery than that?
Tocolate soup.
Oh, chocolate soup, eh?
“P” is for paparazzi…
No matter what I do, I can’t shake the paparazzi, even when posing as a Hawaiian tourist…They know my every move!
I can’t get away with anything before it’s on the news! Mom says she could pretend to be perfect and only put pictures of me eating pears, but she’d rather make you laugh…
Did it work?
merciful covering of cuteness
As we do our prayer tonight,
the baby stands up in my arms
quivering with curiosity
as he stares at his elephant blankie.
His little sweet self—
neath those pudgy cheeks and bright eyes—
filled with the radiance of eternity…
How is it that we are not blinded
by its brightness?
Merciful covering of cuteness!
Of course as I pray and write this poem,
baby works very hard to fill his diaper
and sends a mustard streak up his back.
Oh, the comedy of being children of God
and also, oh, so very human!
Head Honcho
After all the business of moving…
…baby is happy to be settling in. The master bedroom is set up…
and of course we all know who the true master is! 
More Quotes from the Peanut Gallery
Hiccups
2 year old boy: “I keep hicking up.”
5 year old girl: “Hicking up is the only sickness where you can still do lots of stuff. The only thing you can’t do when you’re hicking up is not interrupt.”
Fog
4 year old girl:“Why is it so blurry outside?”
Concentration
9 year old girl, while doing math: “Sigh, I wish I was a boy!”
Me: “Why??”
Her: “So I could just focus on one thing! I get so distracted…”
…ah yes, women and multitasking….
Church
5 year old girl: “I like going to Mass every day because it feels like it is Jesus’ birthday every day. Like always Christmas but never much snowing.”
Dance Party!
Sometimes the best solution for the morning grumpies is a living room dance party!
What better way than to dress up and dance like crazy together and laugh together…Mummy, too!
Just East Of Crazy Land 