“Yes – Kids Sure Do Say The Darndest Things” Part 2

These little gems are all from her current age, 8.

1. 
Me: Don’t you want to read the “Girl’s Body Book,” Honey?
She: Nah, I already know all my girl stuff. But if I read this, someday when I get a boyfriend I’ll probably know more about him than he knows about himself.

2.  Why do they call it a HAM-burger if it’s made from beef?

3. Sorry about your headache, Mom. Here — can I massage your templates?

4.
Me: Hey, you wanna carve your pumpkin when your show’s over?!
She: Um, let me see when I’m available (consults guide on tv remote control.)  I have an opening at 2:00.

5.  I’m not impressed with you always bossing me around, Mom — it’s not like you’re God, or something.

(Well, actually child, yes I do believe I AM God.)

6.
She: Mom, what if I don’t know if Santa’s real or not when I grow up and my kids might not have any presents on Christmas morning?
Me: Well, you could always buy some presents to put under your tree and if Santa hasn’t come, your kids will still have nice surprises.
She: Good idea! ‘Cause I want my kids to be happy and well taken care of, like I am.

7.  Mom, have you seen my Genius Book of World Records??

8.  Actually, I kind of like that you’re not normal, Mom.  Just don’t be like this around my friends, okay?

9.
She: What’s your favorite word, Mom?
Me: My favorite word? Hmnn. Um, gravitas – I like the way gravitas rolls off the tongue. What’s your favorite word?
She: My favorite word is Jannie.

10. If I can’t afford private school when I’m a mom I guess I’ll just send my kids to public school — it’s probably better than nothing.

11.  Actually Mom, it’s a good thing I broke my arm! I saved you and Dad a lot of money because you didn’t have to pay for Kung Fu and gymnastics for me for two whole months!  (She reasons as I contemplate the stack of broken arm bills totaling about $2000.  (We were “between” health insurances at the time of the elbow incident.)

So, there you have it, lovely peeps.

And fyi, my first installment of cute things she said has been Stumbled almost 10,000 times to date!!! I know — amazing. Who knew the cute little things kids say would capture the heart and spirit so!

Love to all!

Jannie
xo

She At Three In Hat

Welcome to my first official Photo Wednesday Whoo-hoo!, where the pictures will hopefully speak for themselves.

Rather than closing comments on my Wednesday posts, my responses may be nil to sparse to enable me more time to get around and read YOUR wonderful blog posts, but for sure I’ll be reading all comments here.  And you’ll still love me anyway, right!?

(My Monday and Friday post offerings will afford you the unparalleled thrill 🙂 of my personal response to your comments.)

So…

Kelly is definitely a hat girl.   Her extreme cuteness made those toddler “I Do Myseff!!” moments easier to live through from about 13 months until the age of, um, 5, when she suddenly became incapable of doing things for herself.  Hmmn.  Strange phenomenon.

Right shoe? Left shoe? Wrong shoe…

Right shoe, right.

Kids!!  Gotta love ’em.

xoxo

Am I The Only One…?

1…. who still has our Christmas tree up? (Seriously, that one in the photo, today just might be the day it comes down.)

2…. who often sleeps in the sweat suit I wore that day?

3…. who wants to go straight back to bed after my morning coffee?

4…. who thinks cake makes a mighty-fine breakfast?

5…. who has actually bought a pair of socks instead of trying to find a matching pair in the laundry kerfuffle?

6…. who has temporarily stashed dirty dishes in the oven just to get them out of sight?

7…. who has borrowed from my kid’s piggy bank?

8…. who hasn’t been to a hair-cutting place in over 9 months? (But I think my self-trimming is actually starting to look passable.)

9…. who prefers baths to showers because showers feel like so much WORK? ( I mean, why stand when you can sit??)

10…. who feels like I go through clean towels like I go through cash?

11…. who fears accidentally hitting “Publish” instead “Preview,” thereby spilling all my unfinished bloggity business to the world?

12…. who knows this coming Wednesday will mark my 200th published post!?!?!?

“my jannie — i knew yor numbir 200 post is koming up! affter all,  i iz yor bloging manigir and i keeps abrest of these importint millstones.

Hey, thanks, BB!

But seriously, People. Tell me I’m not alone in at least 1 of these? Peeps? Anybody?

xoxo

A Beautiful Jumble

Our beautiful jumble of loose photos could no longer be denied.

The pictures called ever louder and more insistently each time I approached their general vicinity, “Jannie, Jannie, help us.  Sort us. LOVE us. Please, Jannie.  Pleeeeease.”

Photos, photos, photos.  All those pre-digital photos.

Something had to be done! But what?

And how?

Think, Jannie, think!!

Baskets?  I had those 3 baskets full of CDs I used to keep in my car.  Could they be the right size for photos?

Yes!  Even 5 x 7s fit perfectly into each of the 6 compartments.  Excellent. I ousted the CDs to a cardboard box and got busy.

I brewed more green tea.

I cranked the Bach to 11.

So many loose photos.  But luckily quite a bit of time — I was taking a break from the child’s room re-do. I was a woman relatively in control of my own domestic destiny.

I labeled each basket compartment as thus,

1. Family

2. Friends

3. Kelly (ones of her alone)

4. Texas House (remodel)

5. Trips

6. Misc.

I was kicking organizational buttock!!  I was singing. I was dancing as I sorted.

The Child arrived on the scene and was intrigued. She poured over photos that hadn’t been seen in years. She was a good help at sorting. (And a good sort at helping!)

From the depths of the broken-down laundry hamper she excavated the stack of greeting cards from her First Birthday! She read them bemusedly, nostalgic for and “missing the good old days.”  Seriously — that’s what she said!

Little-by-little, with joyous fury, the photos found their way into the correct basket categories, as the broken-down laundry hamper was emptied, then lovingly stomped on and tossed to the curb.

As I post this today, my photo-organizing is far from finished, but the lion’s share is well on its way towards something mysteriously beautiful, unfolding like life itself with incredible lightness of being.

Ironically, the photo I was searching for in the first place — one of Dad helping Jim cut out the wall between the old living room and the old master bedroom 12 years ago — has not turned up yet!  Where, oh where, can it  be?  Maybe in one of the albums in the bedroom closet, but I doubt it.

And all the photos of Jim and me in the snow in Canada 18 years ago? Hmmn.  There must be another box of pictures somewhere.

Somewhere, yes.

All to be revealed in the great fullness of time.

Meantime… please sample below one of the Family photos unearthed during this organizing frenzy —  a shot from Kelly’s Christening day I didn’t even know we had!

How ’bout you and your photo organization? Anything to tell?

Self-Portrait With iPhone, Yesterday

So, friends, I think I figured it out!! A perfect blog posting schedule for me.

Wednesdays will be photo-only days, with a little description, of course. And Fridays and Mondays will generally see meatier fare offered here. Not that pictures cannot be meaty — I don’t mean that at all.  Let’s just say, Wednesdays will be a bit of a “breather” day for me. Whoo-hoo!!

So that’s the plan I’m really really excited about.

I was considering closing comments on the Wednesday photos, to allow me to keep up better with bloggity wonders, but as people offered their astute input on that query, I changed my mind.

Can you all handle the updated Jannie plan?!

Can I hear some doopity-doos????

🙂

Love to all.

Grannie Jannie Fannie Meister

xo

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