Beeb Logic: Laman & Lemuel

The other night as Beeb was preparing to say her prayers she tearfully told me that when she shares stories from the scriptures with her classmates they make fun of her and tell her the scriptures aren't true. 

 

Me:  Aren't there a lot of examples in the scriptures of people not believing the prophets who shared the gospel, even while it was happening?

 

Beeb:  Yes. . .  like Laman and Lemuel.

 

Me:  Exactly!  Just like Laman and Lemuel.

 

Beeb:  There are lots of Laman and Lemuel's in the world.

 



 

Me (to myself): Unfortunately that is true.

Old Testament

OVERHEARD:  AH is reading scriptures with the kids tonight.  He is explaining Old Testament prophets to them, specifically Abraham, and the tribes of Israel when I hear Mr. B say, "You mean Abraham Lincoln?"

Melt. My. Heart. Cute.

Dinner Strike

Mr. B is sitting at the kitchen table trying to negotiate his way out of eating dinner.  Currently he is offering to pay us $10.00 if we will not make him eat what food remains on his plate. 

Kids are so funny.

Museum of Flight

What to do during mid-winter break from school?  Today I opted to take Mr. B and his friend to the Museum of Flight.  Beeb wanted nothing to do with this adventure, though last night, after watching a cool video on the museum website, she was second guessing her decision.

 

This was the ultimate boy experience for this age.  As soon as we pulled up to the museum they were oohing and aahing over the planes on display outside.  Mr. B was eager to share his knowledge about each plane and I was surprised to see how right he was most of the time.  His military obsession continues.

 

That is one big bomber and two small boys!

 

The highlight of the trip was the flight simulator. 

Here are the boys practicing before it was their turn to get into the simulator.

 

 Simulator time is here and they are so excited! 

Once the hatch closed I could hear them laughing and screaming inside. 

 

Testing out some fighter jets on display. 

 

 

 

 

Future astronauts?  Possibly.

 

 

 

Another highlight was a tour of an actual full scale Space Shuttle trainer.  This replica was used for decades to train actual astronauts in the U.S. Space Program.  7 astronauts are aboard a space shuttle and lets just say that space within is very very tight!  The astronauts would spend 14 days in space during each mission . . . with no showers!

 

 

 

 2 sleeping bunks.

 

Cockpit/Command Center 

 

 

 Silly boys!

 

Practicing their landing skills. 

Let's just say it will be a long time before I ever allow either of them to drive anything! 

 

 

Two ants boys beneath a big 747. 

 

They *loved* touring Air Force One.

 

 

 

 

The museum had an impressive display of planes and memorabilia from WWI and WWII.

 

Fun for all! 

 

 

Thankfully at the end of our visit we were all ready to go home.  The boys had a fantastic time and I took equal pleasure watching their excitement throughout the day.  Mission accomplished.



Beeb Logic: Bunions

Today the kiddo's and I joined AH in teaching his scout troop how to ski (all of them for the very first time).  It was an interesting day on the mountain as far as the weather was concerned.  Within a few hours time we had rain, sleet, snow, glorious sunshine, rain, hail, rain and fog.  Truly it was strange and after a few hours of having said weather beat down upon us our snow gear did get a bit soggy and we were all getting chilled. 

Toward the of our day, while riding the ski lift with Beeb, she complained that her pinky was cold and that her "bunion" was wet and cold too.  Looking at her I said, "Your bunion?" Giggling she replies, "That's what I call my bottom." 

That girl is so goofy! 



On a sad note, one of our new baby chicks died today.  Not sure why as we followed all instructions exactly, but alas she passed away this evening.  Beeb is very very sad.  She cried for a long time and kept wailing "I want my chicken back." As a parent that was heartbreaking in and of itself.  She included the little chick in her prayers tonight and I hope that brings her some solace. 

Beeb's Valentine Class Party

This year I attended Beeb's Valentine's Day class party.  The teacher had many fun activities for the kids that included making a secret valentine for another student in class (using lots of cool stickers, etc. to decorate), a custom placemat that had little notes on it from each classmate about that individual student, fun treats and a contest for homemade valentines boxes. 

 

 

Beeb made this cute green heart antenna headband before school on Valentine's Day. 

 

All the parent volunteers were asked to judge the valentines boxes and give out category awards.  All the boxes were really cute and creative which made the judging very hard.  Parents were not allowed to vote for their own child's box and I knew Beeb would be crushed if she didn't win an award for her Valentine Mailbox that she worked so hard to create.  Thankfully Beeb's teacher noticed that her mailbox was made from recycled cereal boxes and she thought it was very clever.  The other parents agreed and then decided it was definitely deserving of the "Most Valentined Themed" award due to all the hearts (heart antenna, painted hearts and the heart flag) and kind messages on it.  Little did they know that when Beeb designed her mailbox it was in hopes of winning that specific award.  She was thrilled!

 

She had a great time and felt very loved.

Peaceful Saturday

Our little family is getting back into a Saturday routine that I have missed.  Here is today's agenda thus far: 

• Me:  nice long run (today it was 7 miles) with a great group of friends.
• Family:  Came home to AH, Mr. B and Beeb actively playing Monopoly - everyone is still in their jammies (unheard of for AH).  Mr. B is trouncing everyone.
• Me:  Leisurely soak in the tub.
• Me:  High protein breakfast (scrambled eggs with mushrooms, spinach and avocado).
• Morning chores for everyone.
• AH & Mr. B:  Designing and cutting out Mr. B's pinewood derby car.
• Beeb:  Having a friend come over to play.
• Me:  Making snack bars for lunches this coming week.
• Family:  A nice leisurely day at home.

This relaxed schedule has been going on for a few weeks and I quite like it; it keeps us balanced.  Also, for months I have missed starting off my day running and so I love getting that good feeling going so early once again.

Beeb Logic: Sick

We haven't had too many Beeb Logic moments lately, well it's more likely she says the stuff but I forget before I can post it.  Today Beeb has a bit of a sore throat that came on this afternoon.  Tonight she came to me all lethargic and pitiful looking. 

Me:  "You okay?"

Beeb shakes her head "no".

Me:  "Does your throat still hurt?"

Beeb nods and says, "My throat feels all thick."

Me: "Is it soar?"

Beeb:  "Yes, it feels thick."

Poor Beeb.  I'm not sure what "thick" is but let's hope it goes away quickly.

Calcaneal Apophysitis

Poor Beeb has been limping around the house for a while complaining of heal pain.  Thinking she had bruised her foot somehow I have been reluctant to take her to the doctor since there was no "incident" to pinpoint what might have cause her foot pain in the first place (i.e. it's not broken).  However, recently the level of discomfort has increased to the point that at times she is in tears, so off to the doctor we went. 

Can I just say how much we love our pediatrician!  He is really the most kind, thorough doctor; perfect for our family.  He spent a few minutes talking to her and examining her foot and came to the diagnosis of Calcaneal Apophysitis, otherwise known as Sever's Disease.  It's a common enough injury for young athletes as it is centered around a growth plate in the foot.  Our excessively active Beeb can hardly ever sit still.  She crawls, jumps, runs and leaps about the house non-stop and combined with her sport activities it was simply a matter of time before she befell an injury.

Dr. E told her that he'd have to cut her foot off and that she'd be fine.  Thankfully she knew he was joking and was a bit disappointed that she wasn't getting a cast or walking boot.  The treatment is ice, rest, stretching and less activity for a while - we may have to strap her down.  I've already had to tell her at least a dozen times to quit running, jumping, and leaping and we've only been home for an hour and a half!

Mommy Love

Today was one of those especially phenomenal days.  This morning the kids performed at their first piano recital.  Both of them played so beautifully; I sat in awe over growth of the last 10 months since starting lessons. 

This evening AH and I attended a family dinner in honor of his parents 45th wedding anniversary.  We all met at a waterfront seafood restaurant and enjoyed a delicious dinner and wonderful conversation.  AH's oldest brother surprised his parents by driving all the way from Montana, at the spur of the moment, to ensure that all of the children were there to pay tribute to their parents on this most special occasion.  AH's mom literally glows when surrounded by her family and tonight was no exception!  Congratulations to them!

The family dinner was for adults only so the kids attended our church Halloween party with the babysitter.  They had a really great time. As I put Beeb to bed she just kept talking and talking about the adventures she had and fun activities.  Mr. B offered me some of the candy he collected tonight.  Such a generous kid - too bad I am beyond full from my own dinner or else I would have taken him up on his offer.

After getting Beeb settled down I showed her a note pad and stapler that I got for her new desk.  A few minutes later she popped out of her room and deposited this on my desk:

Beeb quickly composed a book of "pomes" for me.  Here is what is literally written page by page:

Page 1

This is my mommy
Yes I love her
I do I do I do
I love you mommy

Page 2

My mommy is sweet
My mommy is nice
My mommy is loveable
My mommy rocks
I do love you mommy

Page 3

Mommy I love you
Mommy you are nice
Mommy you are hugeable
Mommy is awesom
I love you!

Page 4

I love you
Gill loves you
Mr. B loves you
Daddy loves you
I truely love (the most)

(Clarifiication:  Gill is her fish)

Page 5

WE ALL LOVE YOU!

This seems like a pretty perfect day to me! 
Ciao.

Stories

It is a very strange turn of events when, at bedtime, the kids stop asking to have bedtime stories read to them and instead want to read their bedtime stories to you. 

Zombie Apocalypse

On our drive home from Mr. B's piano lesson tonight he shared with me his strategy for handling a specific disaster when it strikes our area.

Mr. B:  Mom, do you know about the zombie apoco. . . apoco....

Me:  The zombie apocalypse?  Yes I've heard of it.

Mr. B:  When that happens you know you need to shoot them in the head to kill them?

Me:  Really? 

Mr. B:  Yah.  If you want to stop them you have to shoot them in the head.

Me:  You do realize there are no such thing as zombies?

Mr. B:  (pausing before slowly answering) I know, but if there were that's how you'd have to kill them. 

Me:  What happens to our bodies after we die?

Mr. B:  They turn to bone.

Me:  Yes, after a period of time only the bones remain and so zombies are not possible, right?

Mr. B (ignoring me):  The only monsters that we have are. . .

Me (interjecting):  We don't have any monsters.

Mr. B:  Yes there are.  There are mummies. . .

Me (interjecting again):  Which are ancient dead people who's bodies have been preserved. . .

Mr. B (ignoring me again):  There are mummies and there are skeletons.

Me:  You realize that both of those things are just dead bodies?

Mr. B simply ignores me and doesn't answer. 

Me:  By the way, where did you learn about the Zombie Apocalypse?

Mr. B:  Sons of Guns.

Me (thinking to myself):  I am really starting to hate the Discovery Channel.

It's fun having a son to constantly keep me on my toes.