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Oh, Adelynn. Oh, Ava. Oh, Ollie.

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Ollie is hungry. “My tummy has just been thinking… about chocolate.”


We are trying to decide where to go for lunch. Dave proposes Freddy’s after Adelynn suggested Sonic or another local burger place.

“Freddy’s has burgers too if you’re looking for burgers.” I point out in support of Dave’s suggestion.

“… but they don’t have enough burger.” Adelynn says. She’s not wrong!


Ollie can’t see in the fridge. “I’m short and stubborn!” I’m certain he meant “short and stubby”, but he was correct.


Ollie is in the bathroom with me while I’m curling my hair and offering the sweetest compliments. Adelynn comes in and says “There’s a box from Zulily on the porch.”

Ollie sweetly asks “Does Zulily look as good as you?”

Oh, my heart. Because I deeply love Zulily, I don’t know how to respond to such a compliment. “I don’t know, does Zulily look as good as I do?”

“I don’t know because I don’t see her… but you see her ALL the time.”

He literally thought Zulily was my human friend who sends me packages all the time!

You might recognize this story because I shared it on social media. Zulily loved it enough to give me a discount on all of my purchases for a year! Dave said “You’re an influencer now!”


Ava wants to reuse a piece of cardboard as a doll bed.

Me – sick of seeing cut up plastic containers and cardboard all over the house – “We don’t reuse things that are in the recycling.”

“If we don’t use it, it goes to a landfill.” Ava defends.

“No, we put it in the recycling so it can be reused and it doesn’t go to the dump.” I correct.

“But if we reuse it for something else, it’s that recycling? Touché Adelynn.


“Mom there’s a bee on the trampoline! He’s laying on his back. When he gets up he is going to make a hive.” Ollie reports.

“Do you think he’s about to die?” I ask.

“No, he’s sunbathing.”


Ava says “Mom you have something right here” and points under her eye.

So I step in front of a mirror. I see nothing. “Where?” I ask.

“Oh, it’s just dark circles under your eyes.”

Gee thanks.


Ollie holds his nose in the bathroom. “Whew. That’s a strong one!” I guess he even impressed himself!


Ollie is into stringing together random letters and asking what it spells. He said “What’s T-U-T spell?”

I told him “Tut”.

He said “Oh. That should be one of Ava’s names.”

He knows her name is a palindrome. So he thought that should have been a part of her name since it fits the bill!


Ollie says out of the blue “Mom. I can’t survive without you.”

Oh, Adelynn. Oh, Ava. Oh, Ollie. Oh, Dave.

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Ollie wipes his booger on a napkin.
“I did not eat one of my nose parts!” He announces.

“Hey, you’re fired! You are supposed to be above the line… thank you, little friend.”
Ava gets after her letters during school when they don’t go where she wants them and thanks them when they do!

We are meeting my Dad.
Ollie observes his jeep and states “Grammy isn’t in there. I know because I can usually see her forehead.”
We all applauded his indirect short joke.

“Mom, the girls never let me help clean the litter box.” Ollie complains.
“They are working on it right now. Go ask Adelynn if you can help her.” I offer.
“But Mom, is it Tuesday?”
“Yes, it’s Tuesday.” I affirmed.
“Well… one problem. I only do the litter box on Wednesday.”

I explain that we are going to be sitting in the sanctuary for GG’s funeral. “We are going to sit in the pews.” I tell Ollie.
“But why do our seats make a pew-pew sound?”
Like something that shoots “pew, pew”

Ava got Dave a coffee infused syrup for Christmas.
“I thought you said it was a tool?” Adelynn said to Ava.
“It is!” Ava declares.
(Adelynn got Dave a t-shirt that says ‘Pancake Maker’ on it. So, go team!)

“Meatball just pooped and it was like a dragon poop because it was smoking!” – Ollie
(There’s nothing wrong with the dog, it was just steaming due to the cold weather.)

We have a couple of little birdhouses hanging from the tree in our yard. They are little Hobby Lobby kits from Grandma. And at some point a wasp’s nest has infiltrated one of them.
The wind was blowing them and Ollie said “I feel bad for the wasps when the wind blows!”
“Why is that?”
“Because their house wobbles!”
Such a compassionate soul.

Adelynn has a hoodie with sharpie on it.
“Mom, did you get the sharpie out of my shirt?” she asks me.
“No, it stained. You can use it as a play hoodie now.”
“Can’t you just cut it off?”
“Cut what off?” I question.
“The hoodie.”
“But the stain is on the front of the shirt.”
“Oh.” She ponders.
She thought the hood was called the hoodie and it was so cute.

Sundae is licking the dishes in the dishwasher and Dave tells her to stop.
I look around at the dishes to see if there’s something toxic – like chocolate – in there to assess why he’s telling her to stop.
“Those are clean, right?” He asks.
“No, they are dirty.” I answer.
“Oh” … “I just reused a fork then.”
It’s very likely I am still laughing at this situation.

Oh, Adelynn. Oh, Ava. Oh, Ollie.

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Ollie walks out of the bathroom.
“Mom? I miss sometimes.”
Blink. Blink. “… the toilet?”
“No, the light switch.”

Ava: “Mom, did you know that bamboos don’t touch their palms on the ground when they walk?”
Me: “What are bamboos?”
Ava: “You know, bamboos. Or red butt monkeys.”
(She means baboons if you’re wondering!)

In The Air Tonight is on the radio. You know, it’s a song with a strong drum presence.
“This song just makes my head go up and down!” – Ollie

Ava is tired of walking. “I wish I could just float.”

Ollie has hiccups off and on all day.
“I think my hiccups are having babies!”

We are on a bike ride. I notice a house sold and I had only seen the For Sale sign once.
“How did I miss that? Where have I been?” I verbally process.
Ava strolls past me on her bike and in a sing-song tone replies “At home.” Oh, right! Haha.

Ollie examines his quarter. “Mom! I got heads or… (flips it over) eagles!”

“Did the person who named bananas name them after Nana?” Ava asks.
“How old do you think Nana is?!”

The kids come racing up the stairs because of an issue they had. The first words out of Ava’s mouth are “Mom, Ollie was coming up here to lie to you.”
I told them I don’t want anybody lying.
Ollie gets his turn to talk and says “Mom, can I just tell you the lie?”
Apparently he thought hard about it and wanted to show off!

I tell Ava what we are having for dinner and she doesn’t want it.
“Mom, not to be offensitive, but…”
I think she just merged the words offensive and sensitive.

The sun is setting and Ollie notices. “The sky is rainbow!” he exclaims.
He runs to get a closer look and starts singing the Hallelujah Chorus!
Be still my heart.

Oh, Adelynn. Oh, Ava. Oh, Ollie.

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I’ve told the kids 100 times to close the door. Ollie walks through it again, leaving it open. I catch his eye and just point to the door.
”Mom, you have to use your words.” He scolds.

Grandma let the kids pick out toys at the zoo. I couldn’t tell what stuffed animal Ava had.
“What did you get?” I ask.
”A cuma.” She tells me.
”I’ve heard of a cougar, and a puma, but I’ve never heard of a cuma.” I say.
”Mom, you know, it’s like the song. (She sings…) a cuma matata…”

Ollie: Daddy long legs = dad a lotta legs.

We are doing math together. “Ava that 3 is backwards.”
“Oh. But it’s a good one though!”
Oh, Ava. Ever the optimist.

Ollie has a “magic wand” marker. He sits down by Ava with wand in hand.
“Please don’t turn me into anything until after I’m done with school.” Ava requests.

Ava tells me she did a good job jumping on blocks at dance class. I ask her if she thinks she has good leg strength from doing karate, so she verbally processes “I have a long span, because my arms are longer than my legs.” she reasons.

“I can count to one million!… by the millions.” – Ollie

“It’s National Pumpkin Day!” I exclaim and mentally try to figure out how homeschool kids celebrate such an important day.
“Should be we having school on a holiday?” Ava asks.
My girl.

Talking about the slide at the fair.
”Is it 10 feet tall?” Ollie asks.
”It’s taller than that!” Dave tells him.
”11 feet?!” – Ollie.

Ollie is drifting off to sleep and tells Dave “Daddy my eyes feel numb.” Such big, heavy, sleepy eyes.

Oh, Adelynn. Oh, Ava. Oh, Ollie. Oh, Dave.

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(In August)
Dave is cleaning out a fridge drawer looking for expired things. “July… is it past July?”
Quarantine, man…


Adelynn tells me she wants to play Dutch Blitz. Ollie cheers loudly in favor of playing: “Yeah! Duck Splits!”


“I want to try walking tacos” – Ava
”From where?” I ask.
”Adelynn’s school”. (This is a conversation from when we had in-person school last year and Ava only went half days, therefore she didn’t stay for lunch).
”Oh, on the lunch menu?” I conclude.
”No, it’s where they walk to Taco Bell.” – A confident Ava.


Ollie tells me he can lift up his car. “I’m strong like Dad and Jesus!”


A balloon falls out of the truck, hits some grass and pops. I pick up the pieces and once inside Ava announces “I called the grass a party pooper since it popped my balloon!”


Ava is talking about goats… “They eat everything – like bulldogs.”
Ollie perks up “They eat bulldogs?!”


In the car I hear Ollie talking but I don’t know what he’s saying. “What, Ollie?” I ask.
”Mom, it’s good to talk to you, but actually… I was talking to Ava.”


Dave is leaving to pick up food. He was going to take the kids so I could have some quiet. Ollie wants to stay home though. So Dave tells him to ask me about it.
”Mom? Are you staying home?” He asks.
”Yes, I am.” I confirm.
“Good! Because I get scared when I’m alone!”
Like he gets left home alone…


I’m opening my Cricut that came in the mail. It’s a product that is pronounced “cricket”. I pull the product box out of the mailing box and I’m holding it. Ollie looks into the empty box expectantly “Where’s the cricket?”


This all occurs on the same day:
I’m watching a show after I had told Adelynn no screen time. So she points it out. “Why do you get to watch TV and I don’t get to play video games?” Without fully explaining my research on interactive screens, I stumbled through the short version of my answer “Because… I’m an adult… and your brain isn’t fully developed yet.”

That evening we go to the pool. She had gotten her cast off earlier in the day and we were celebrating. I said “The doctor told you not to do anything crazy, like chicken fights. But he didn’t know who he was talking to because you’re a gentle child.” She attempts to finish my sentence “WITH A SMALL BRAIN!”

Oh, Adelynn. Oh, Ava. Oh, Ollie. Oh, Dave.

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Quarantine and finishing up school online and then summer… these kids have had some fun things to say!

I took the kids to get breakfast sandwiches. I told Ava she had to take the bacon off because it was too greasy and she had just had a stomach bug. She’s in the backseat of the car muttering to herself “I can’t believe I’m really taking bacon off my sandwich right now…”

Ollie gets up from his nap.
”When I was sleeping, I realized my milk spilled into my nose!”
I thought “realized” was a pretty big word for a kid who still takes milk to nap!

“I got a freeze head.” Announces Ollie.
”It’s called a brain freeze.” Ava corrects.

Ava is reading this huge book of animal facts and there is a bug that walks on water.
“Mom! I thought Jesus was the only one who could do that!” – Ava

Ava hiccups.
“I have hiccups. Yay!!!!” She exclaims.
”Why are you happy about hiccups?!” I must know.
”Because that means I’m growing!” She says.
Update: Alexa could not confirm this theory.

I’m helping Ollie out of the car with full hands. He tries to hand me something. I say “How do I carry that?”
He looks at me and says “With your other left hand.”
Oh, how I wish.

Ollie comes to me. “My underwear is stubborn today!”
”Oh yeah? Why?” I ask.
”Because it keeps going into my bottom!”
No one likes wedgies, man.

We are watching the Disney Singalong and Let It Go comes on. It says “… Kingdom of isolation…”
Ava picks up on that part.
”Yeah that makes sense because we are isolated.”

Ollie drops some sausage on Dave’s plate during dinner. He then returns to his seat and asks “Dad, do you like spicy?”
Dave blinks.
Then responds, “Yeah, but I usually like to be the first one to chew my food.”

Ollie jumps off the chair and doesn’t land very gracefully. He’s holding his arm and babying his foot, so I can’t tell what hurts.
“What did you land on?” I ask.
”…*sniff*… the floor.”

Sabbath in Social Distancing

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In June 2019 I found myself burned out. It was a cocktail of experiences that all found their way into my head and heart at once and I shut down. I identify as an enneagram 2, which means I don’t think about my own feelings very much, because I am carrying all of yours! So no one even knew how I was feeling, because I didn’t recognize it myself.

It was then that I heard God speak really clearly to me. He told me to rest for a while. To sit at Jesus’ feet and rest. That was the most freeing thing I could think of. I was in. Sign me up! But… how? I mean, I can’t sit as his literal feet. And when? I have a life taking care of my family and a heavy mental load to carry just thinking about everyone else. (It’s that enneagram 2 thing.) So, how do I put that down? There are so many kinds of tired and that’s the kind that was draining me.

So, in my Stay At Home Mom nature, I searched podcasts for the word “sabbath”. I added all of them to my queue. I listened and listened for months. Lots of stories came out of these podcasts, but I’ll share one interesting one: There was a farmer who was trying to figure out the best work method for his horses. He was working them 7 days and then they had 1 day off. They were tired. So he worked them 5 days and gave them 2 days off. Then they had too much energy. Through his trial and error, he learned the perfect rhythm was 6:1. And 6:1 is our God-given rhythm too.

The main teacher I have been learning from is John Mark Comer of Bridgetown church in Portland, Oregon. He recently authored the book The Ruthless Elimination of Hurry. He was burned out after planting a church with his Dad while in his twenties that grew by 1,000 people per year for 7 years straight! I can’t imagine having 80 new church attendees every month… and they all stay. Every single month for 7 years. Here I thought I was burned out… man.

What is Sabbath?
Sabbath comes from the word Shabbat. It literally means to “stop, rest, delight and worship.” So that is our criteria for 24 hours. In the traditional Jewish faith, Sabbath occurs from 20 minutes until sundown on Friday, to 20 minutes until sundown Saturday. That’s when you’ll find us sabbathing too.

What does one do on Sabbath?
It was not hard to talk Dave (enneagram 9) into implementing a practice of Sabbath! He has since become a Sabbath evangelist. “Remember the sabbath and keep it holy” is the fourth commandment, and yet probably the most highly ignored. “Thou shalt not murder” is something you know is a commandment. By comparison, going 90-nothing for 7 straight days doesn’t sound like such an offense.

I asked my girls what they wanted to do to honor the Sabbath. They said they wanted to take communion. That was a way they could honor Jesus – and so we do! What a gift as parents to be able to explain and execute such a sacred faith element.


Our typical sabbath routine:
We light candles as a visual representation that Sabbath has begun. I turn on my Sabbath playlist, and I start cooking our feast. We get by on average meals the rest of the week, but on Sabbath – we feast!  We usually sit around our kitchen counter on weeknights, which means Dave and I stand. But Sabbath means we sit around a table together, be it inside our outside. It sounds kooky, but truly the atmosphere changes when we start that playlist and light those candles. The kids know what is coming. They look forward to Sabbath and get excited on Fridays when we tell them what day it is. Sabbath to them is like a holiday.


As dinner is cooking, we do something together on purpose. We play a game, we read together, we fit in a quick bike ride. We have our deepest family conversations over Sabbath dinner.


Next we have dessert. Again, not a normal weeknight thing. Sometimes we make s’mores, sometimes we bake a skillet cookie and dump ice cream and fudge on top and everyone grabs a spoon!


By then it is often bedtime. Part of Sabbath is physical rest, and so the kids go to bed early (don’t tell them)!

Ideally, we would all sleep in on Saturday morning, but the kids haven’t gotten on board with that yet. They do have screen time in the morning, but most of the day is spent off-screen for everyone. So I don’t capture many photos on Sabbath due to my phone being mostly out of reach. However, every picture in this post was taken on Sabbath.

After a big breakfast and the first of many cups of Sabbath coffee, we go to our hot tub together. Ollie plays with his Paw Patrol toys and shows us how long he can hold his breath, Adelynn and Ava play with their mermaids or snorkels. The jets go on and off several times and Dave and I all but physically toast our second cups of coffee to each other with knowing smiles. We are grateful to Sabbath. We are grateful for those moments together where we are connecting with no distractions. Grateful that this is our normal after a long, long dry season.


Once we are out of the hot tub, everyone gets sent to their respective bathrooms for baths. The girls usually have to be told it’s time to get out before they shrivel up. Then they are hungry and we eat again. We often go out this time, and /or run any family errands we might have.


It’s not a “day off”, so it’s not for yard and house work. Those things will be there every other day. It’s a day of gratitude. A day of many, many whispered prayers. A day of long relaxing baths and open windows.


Although it’s screen-related, we have used Sabbath to teach our kids the iconic game of Rock Band, to help build 1,000 LEGO towers, to go on bike rides, jump on the trampoline, to push them a million times on the pogo swing, to time their scooter races down the driveway, to spend time reading and journaling, and mainly to teach them to seek and find God in new ways.

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Dave and I determined we both needed hobbies since we plan to Sabbath life-long. Hobbies that are solely for Sabbath. Dave’s new hobby is woodworking. He is starting with a tree-house for the kids. It’s started, but only gets worked on during Sabbath. That also will serve as a community gathering place during Turquoise Table season, or any other chance to be outside. It’s a little funny how Sabbath multiplies itself.IMG_0259IMG_0247IMG_0349

How we decide what to do: The criteria is basically asking ourselves “Is this rest? Is it delight? Is it worship?” If you can affirmatively answer one of those questions, then go ahead. If exercise or cooking are restful for you, then do it. If you hate those things, then don’t. If drinking 12 cups of coffee is delightful for you – and it is for me! – then do it. If leftover skillet cookie sounds like breakfast, great. If you want a nap, take one. I often find myself redecorating or crafting. Dave is usually building something.


The concept of a very loose routine is in play here. You know, a feed-the-kids-when-they-are-hungry kind of thing. Other than paying minimal attention to sunset, time is off the table for 24 hours. How freeing is that?! It’s like both a physical and a soul-penetrating vacation every week. Sabbath is the only commandment that is a both a command and a gift. It’s the gift of time. What would you do if you had 24 hours to ignore the messes and forget the to-do list? What if no one needed you? (As a 2 that sounds painful, but trust me, it’s amazing.) How would you find joy? In what new ways would you seek Jesus? Would you lay in your hammock? Would you go to your local coffee shop in the middle of the afternoon to get a chai? (I would!) Would you meet a friend for brunch? Would you take your air pods along to Target for the afternoon?


If you feel that all you’re going to think about on Sabbath is that mountain of laundry, or the yard full of leaves that need to be raked, then handle it before Sabbath. OR get a perspective shift and ignore it! Those are not the things that matter. The Jewish have a Day of Preparation. For us, it would be during the day Friday or Thursday night. I use that time to clean up my kitchen and any other areas we will be using during Sabbath. And if I don’t get it done, I just add more dishes to the sink and load the dishwasher on Sunday! Because of that, I have time for the things that matter. Sabbath is a reminder of what matters.


Isn’t Sabbath on a Sunday?
Day of Preparation on a Thursday-Friday and Sabbath on a Friday-Saturday sounds wrong doesn’t it? I’ve had to refocus myself in this area because that’s what I thought. Sunday is church day where you don’t buy or sell anything, everything is closed, you have a big lunch, take a nap, watch the game, and that’s a day of rest. But do you know that the first day Adam and Eve were alive was the day God rested? They start their week rested. God enjoyed them. He delighted in them. They delighted in Him. And they started their week from rest, not striving for rest. Not pushing through the week just to collapse. They start out rejuvenated and work from there.

Imagine that old cup example about pouring out. What if you poured out of your cup everyday Monday-Saturday and on Sunday you also had to go to church where you volunteer, remember your offering, make an amazing family lunch, prepare for the upcoming week, and somehow rest enough to get your cup filled? Yikes! That’s not rest, that’s work!

My mindset has shifted. Now, on Friday I prepare to rest. On Saturday, I rest. On Sunday, I go to church already refreshed so I can listen and soak in more, and then Sunday afternoon and evening, I prepare for my week.


I don’t get as annoyed picking up dirty socks on a Sunday afternoon, because I remember that Ava threw them off in a rush to the trampoline on Sabbath. (Ava is always the random sock throwing culprit!) I don’t mind at all loading the dishwasher full of feast-filled dishes. It honestly becomes another place to reflect in gratitude because I am in a good mental space and can clearly see the work God has done.


I am an extrovert, and if you’re like me, you probably skipped most of those paragraphs to look for the part where I address needing people to recharge. I see nothing wrong with inviting people in on Sabbath for brunch, your Friday evening feast or meeting at the pool or for mini golf. (But only if it’s beneficial for everyone).


Having spent the majority of the last year in a dry place, coming into a season of social distancing should probably cause me so much dread. A friend of mine posted something the other day that caused me to comment “I might be the only extravert who would welcome quarantine with open arms!”

And it’s only because of Sabbath. It’s because God has shown me how – and I have practiced – slowing, silence & solitude, simplicity and Sabbath. (All practices recommended by John Mark Comer).


I know how to be alone without being lonely. I have learned how to seek God in the quiet goodness and in the isolated wilderness. I get refreshment out of hearing and seeing what comes out of my kids in these times. Hearing my then 6 year old say things like “We don’t care about stuff, we care about people”. And making connections in new ways. And meeting new neighbors when we are out on a walk. And sharing our dreams. And ending up in food fights. I think of all I would have missed if I hadn’t had Sabbath to slow me down. To show me how good I feel from putting down my phone. To remind me of what matters and what doesn’t.

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How you appear to people and achievements you’ve made are not the end goal. How you treat people, how you love them well, how you care for yourself so you aren’t pouring from an empty cup… those are the things that will matter.


Here we are in the middle of March and we are alone in our homes because we love others well enough to do our part in keeping them healthy. A year ago I think I would have been full of dread and fear. I would have been seeking things I couldn’t find. But this year, our whole family is as peace. This rest is a gift. This can be an extended Sabbath if you choose to view it that way. You can spend your time in self-pity about being homebound, worried you won’t teach your kids as well as their teachers, worried you’re going to screw them up for life. But guess what? You’re not that powerful! They see more of who you are than what you do. So let them see you reading, let them see you put down your phone, let them see you enjoying them and taking care of yourself. If that means more structure or less, if that means playing outside or dance party breaks, if that means all learning something new together, then do it.

Your choice is to view this social distancing time as punishment or as a gift. Sabbath is a gift. So that’s how I’m going to view it.


Oh, Adelynn. Oh, Ava. Oh, Ollie.

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We are listening to a sermon and it says “As the deer pants…”
”Dad. Guess what.” Ollie says.
”What?” Dave asks.
”Deers can have pants!”

After eating fast food: “If you get grease all over your hands – which I just did – your hands will be sparkly.”
– Ever the optimist, Ava.

Adelynn is wearing a shirt that’s too small. It has 3/4 sleeves. I tell her it’s the last time she can wear it. Ava offers her opinion.
“Yeah, it only has one-quarter sleeves now.”
(It wasn’t quite that small…)

I can tell Ollie needs to eat based on the way he is acting. “Ollie, let’s go get a snack.” I suggest.
Ava overhears and asks “Mom, can I have a snack?”
Before I can respond, Ollie fills in the blanks “Ava, I’m whiny.”

Ava is talking to Stitch (our kitten). “Don’t hit Sundae… it’s not the holiday spirit.”

The girls were gathering quarters to put in the toy machines at our local sushi place. They were reading the years on them.
“Two thousand eight.” Ava said
”Nineteen ninety nine!” Adelynn said
”Two thousand zero.” Ava said Smile 

A very serious Oliver.
“Mom, Ava hit my heart and broke it.”

Overheard from Ava while playing: “I’m a chef… my name is Peach.”

Ollie is chasing Ava around our square kitchen island. “We are going in squares!” he squeals.

Ollie walks past me and I pat him on the back. “Mom, my back feels better after you pat it.”

Oh, Adelynn. Oh, Ava. Oh, Ollie.

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Our Amazon Echo had a green light on and I was trying to figure out why.
Me: Alexa… What’s up?
Me: Alexa… read me my messages.
Me: Alexa… what are my new notifications?
Ollie comes in and I fill him in on what’s going on. So he takes a turn.
Ollie: Alexa… do you need duct tape?

Ollie is upset Dave told him we had to leave. “Mom, dad messed up my feelings!”

We caught a huge spider. Huge. The size of my palm. Anyway, he was in a jar and was standing on his back legs with his other legs sprawled up and out. “Look! He’s doing yoga.” Ava observed.

It’s bright out. “The sun is going to melt my eyes!” – Ollie

Ollie asks Ava to fill up his water cup. She does, hands it back, and he responds “Atta girl, Ava!”

Ollie asks me to get the slime out/
”Before I do that, I need you to put away your play doh.” I say.
”But I too strong!” He argues.
*blink* “You’re too strong for what?” I wonder.
”To put away my play doh!”
I really should consider his abilities before I insult him by asking him to do things that are below him.

Ava is singing a song in an octave too low for her. I tell her to sing higher. So she starts belting the song!

Ollie is mad at me. “I don’t like you talking when I’m screaming!”

It’s foggy out. “It’s dusty outside!” Ollie observed.


Ava is pretending to be a dog.
”Come on, Tom!” Ollie says.
”Wait, you named me Tom?!” Ava asks.
”Yeahh!” Ollie shouts enthusiastically.

Oh, Adelynn. Oh, Ava. Oh, Ollie.

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I walk into Ollie’s room where he’s playing alone.
“Mom. Get out my room.” He says defensively.
”Why, did you poop?” I ask.
”No. There’s just a sneaky poop smell in my room. Step out my room.”

Ava said she quit eating breakfast so she wouldn’t be late to school and so she’s still hungry. I told her I wish I had known that so we could have gotten her something to eat in the car. But I also pointed out that it’s a good thing she gets a snack at school. Her response was “Yeah! At least I’m not food-less!”

Ollie walks over to the girls calmly and casually “Hey girls. What’s shakin?”

I’m reading Ollie a book where one character startled another by loudly saying “hut two!”. Ollie is confused. He looks at me. “Mom, do you have hiccups?”

I’m getting Ollie’s jammies on. I tell him not to move while I go get something. But he moves his feet and explains “I need my stabilizers.”

We have a poop emoji keychain (no clue where it’s from). But it’s cartoon-style poop with facial features. Ollie calls it “poop head” and he’s not wrong!

Ava had no air conditioning at karate class.
”Were you hot in there?” I ask.
”Yeah, I was sweating!” She answers.
”I bet!” I said.
”He said sweating is good for you. I was like ‘I do not believe that’.”

Ollie had been watching a bee. To himself he says “Where did he go? I guess he just bee’d away!” This took me a a minute, but flies fly, so bees must bee!

Dave asks Ollie who should put him to bed. His response: “Mom is not a good candidate for that. Dad is a good candidate. That’s a great idea!”
I’m so impressed he used that word correctly! Even if he didn’t pick me!

Ava wants the dentist to pull her two loose teeth. “Maybe the dentist will pick them.” She used the word “pick” instead of “pull”. I mean, it has roots like vegetables!