Say what?

The 4 of us are in the car on the way home from various errands tonight, and from the backseat Liam bursts into tears. I turn around in my seat and ask what's wrong:

Liam: *sobbing* My video watch is in the cage!
Mama: *looking at Dada for help... he shrugs... turns back to Liam* What video watch?
Liam: My INVISIBLE video watch! It's in the cage!
Mama turns again to Dada: *sotto voce* Did you guys go somewhere with a claw-retrieving toy thing or something?
Dada: Nope.
Mama turns towards the backseat: Where is the cage?
Liam: *still sobbing* Beside Dee!
Lightbulb goes off over Mama's head.
Mama: Dee? Do you have Liam's invisible video watch in a cage?
Dee: Yes. But I can't find the cage because it's invisible too.
Mama, steaming: Put on your invisible glasses that let you see invisible (thank you, thank you, thank you, Sony- the makers of EverQuest for see invis glasses!) and find the cage and open it up so Liam can get his invisible video watch out.
Dee: But I don't have the key...
Mama: DO IT NOW. Reach your hand over to him. NOW.
Mama turns back in seat, muttering: that kid. Oooh, that kid... if we can't compete now at age 6, what chance to we have at 16? We are so screwed.......

So. I know I'm not getting the Mom of the Year award due to various issues out of my control, but can I at least get a raise for my role as Psychologist? Translator? Knowing When Your Big Sister is Being a Pain in the Rear Award? Something??

I was headed to the quote board to write all that and figured I'd better go straight here. Good night, all. Happy almost Thanksgiving!

Pokin' around...

I don't really have anything to report. I'm procrastinating again, so I thought I'd hop on here to let everyone know we're still alive. Dada has requested next week off for Thanksgiving, but hasn't heard yet if that will indeed be granted or not. Care Bear's vacation starts Wednesday, and I think that's when uncle Kelly, aunt Becky, cousin Lizzie, and Hershey will be getting here too. Have I mentioned we're doing Thanksgiving here this year? ;)

Care Bear's winter concert is going to be December 10th, so anyone interested in sitting through the 45-60 minute production can let us know. She's been diligently practicing her 4 songs. And she's already begging to wear pants. I told her she's wearing a dress. She insists on a short skirt. So I told her then she'll need to be in tights also. She then said she's going to wear shorts. Such a nut!

Liam's been having lots of fun time with me while she's at school. Last week we met some Girlfriends for lunch, and this week he informed me that he wanted to do lunch again with Miss Janet and Miss Mary. Could I please call Miss Mary so we could have lunch together again? He is so cute! Poor Miss Mary is so busy we can't do lunch until December, which I'm sure will be here before we know it...

The wind has died down after 2 days of it being between 20-30 mph. It seems ridiculously quiet now. Nothing like standing at the bus stop freezing your nevermind off. And I can hear Grandmama in my head, "it's not that cold. It's just damp!" Either way, I'd rather be in Hawaii. Seriously though, I've been thanking God every single day that it has been dry. We've had a million errands to run and that means we've gotten in and out of the car two million times and I very much appreciate that it hasn't been sleeting or otherwise being gross. I'm sure it's coming. It'd be great if it held off until 2010. *snicker*

I really should be cleaning. I made banana bread this morning, so the house smells yummy. And the best part is that the kitchen table is almost naked- yay! Dada will be so proud of us when he comes home! Hehe.

Oh phooey. Lazytown is over. Time for lunch. Have a great week, everyone!

Cookie... er, Cake Monster

What's a surefire way of making sure nobody else eats your birthday cake? Sneak into the fridge while your parents are still in bed and while your sister is distracted and eat all the icing off yourself. Trust me on this one:

Liam is 4!

As you can tell from these photos, the knight costume was a hit for more than just Trick or Treat. Here's Liam opening some of his presents before dinner & getting candy & all that Halloween craziness. Thanks for all who sent cards and/or money and/or gifts!

Liam the Lion Hearted

And of course, the all-important light stick for all your Trick or Treating needs:

Knights, Sparrows, and Skellies, oh my!

Here you go, the promised Halloween 2009 photos:

I hadn't had that much fun on a Halloween for a long time.... =)

This Made My Day

I am SO glad that someone else gets it. Yay for Dooce !

(Click on the word Dooce, hehe)

Oy vey... a tale of a wellness checkup

So our big boy is 4 now, and that means it's time for a wellness checkup at Dr. Jon's. Surprisingly enough, what with h1n1 and colds and flu and allergies and all the rampant germs that are around, Liam is healthy for this appointment! He weighed in at 35 pounds and 40 1/4 inches which puts him at the 50th percentile for both height and weight. That's my solid, dependable kid.

My solid, dependable kid also had one perfectly clear ear, and one with a perfectly clear bead in it!

Yep, that's what I said. Dr. Jon claimed it was a potato, but quickly realized once he tried to get it out that it wasn't as pliable as a potato would have been and almost gave up. Liam sounded like he was being drawn and quartered. But Dr. Jon persisted and rescued a clear bead with a tiny, threading hole in it from Liam's right ear. Liam claims he has no idea how it got in there, where he got it from, or when he put it in there. Can I get an "oy vey"?

And that was only the beginning. The poor kid then got the flu mist (which otherwise would have been an additional shot) and two shots. One was for the chicken pox and the other was MMR; thankfully those are his last ones for those. At least for awhile... The nurse was awesome and she recruited another one to help so they could stab simultaneously and get outta there. He got Bugs Bunny bandaids and an orange lollipop.

We got him home, lollipop still intact, which rarely happens, popped in two bubblegum chewable children's tylenol and he's curled up watching Noggin. What a traumatic morning!

Crazy kid. I guess I'm thankful we didn't have to spend time in ER or at the ENT doctor- that would have been the next step. All I could think of was the time Hinrew swallowed the Mousetrap ball. I guess since this is the worst medical scrape he's had, I'm going to go count my blessings! Thank you God, for our brilliant, funny, crazy, healthy 4 year old boy! =)