Maybe I should say 4, since I am still babysitting. Yesterday the kids made up a game they call bingo. I know, you think that game already exists so how could they have made it up. Well, in their version of bingo, you run up and hit or poke another child while yelling bingo. I am not sure how this came about. The twins and Ethan seemed to really enjoy. The newcomer, Conrad, thought he was getting an ass kicking. Every time they would poke him and say bingo, he cried. I had to finally step-in and forbid the bingoing of Conrad. I swear my kids are weirdos. The Twins are also in that parrot phase. You know the one, mama says damnit so babies say damnit. An example? Yesterday Ethan knocked over the baby gate leaning against the wall and scared the living piss out of me. I screamed "JESUS CHRIST" (bad I know) and Steven, who was at his perch on the counter, yelled "Jesus Christ" in return. All clint and I could do was laugh. I have such a hard time with the sailor mouth, having your own kids definently helps you cut back. And on the Ethan front... He showing signs that he may not be retarded after all. He will now say Dora, Yeah, No, and of course the standard mama and dada. I was really getting concerned, because he just was not developing verbally at a pace I was satisfied with. I know what a mean mom. I can't help it. All the kids in our family have set the bar high. My little brother's daughter, Meredith, is a freakin' genius. My older brother's kids are all really smart, as are the Twins. If he doesn't start doing something cool soon I may have to go ahead and sell him. I am just kidding. Really I am. I know why he is a little later to talk than the other kids. NO Flashcards...hee hee. I was ridiculously anal about working with the Twins. Ethan? Not so much. Oh well, I guess it will all work itself out. The point is, He is starting to say some things. Thank God!!!!!
We have one more week of school here, yet my children have already disconnected the brain switch. I hate to tell them but we will home school throughout the summer. Luckily for them we can get our work done in less then two hours with only three kids and of course the fact that I sneak projects in throughout our everyday activities. Ethan decided he is exempt from the school dress ode because school is almost out and the daughter has jumped on that band wagon. I decided to let it slide. I figure a cute little t-shirt isn't going to ruin any one's grades, they were all turned in on the 24Th, so we will see if I get a call from the school. So today's little golden nugget of delight is brought to you by Ethan. Mom:Ethan, quit messing with your business. Go to your room if you want to do that. Ethan: I am not messing with it, it hurts. It feels like I am going to bleed when I pee. Mom: Oh honey, I am sorry but you will have to go to your Dad. He is in charge of penises. I handl...
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