Conversations v.219

We skype regularly with my parents.  Maybe 1-2 times a week.  We love this technology that allows us to keep in touch and help the kids stay familiar with their grandparents.  The conversations are pretty short - sometimes only 5-6 minutes long as the kids just don't have the patience to sit for long periods of time.  You know, unless you are reading them a book (sometimes the grandparents have been known to read a book over skype, just to keep the kiddos attention for a little bit longer).

So, this last week, we had the following conversation with my parents:

(talk talk talking*)

William: I am kind of a dinosaur expert**.  I know all about them.  I can name three thousand (3,000) dinosaurs!
Grandpa/Grandma: WOW!  That is amazing.
Mama: Don't ask him to list them.  We'll be here all night.
Amelia: I am a dinosaur expert too.  I can name three thousand and one dinosaurs (3,001)!







*My job during the phone conversations is to keep Gemma from deleting all the files from our computers, breaking the computer with her monkey like antics, or hurting herself with the monkey like antics in an attempt to chew on the power cord, slam the laptop shut or hit all the keys on the computer at the same time.  Because of the high demand of wrangling Gemma, I missed the beginning part of this conversation.


**Humble, isn't he?

Storms

Spring time (really all the time) is prime time for severe weather around here. Last weekend we had a number of big storms roll through - one of which produced a good sized tornado (is there really a good size for a tornado?)

I thought this map was pretty interesting in detailing the path of the tornado and shows that while we were close to the storm, we were well away from where the most intense portions were. We live roughly in OFallon. John works roughly where this map says Florissant, and his building was out of power for 3 and a half days, so he had an unexpected day off last week. The storm occurred on Friday, May 31.

Conversations v.?

This morning.

William: mom! Mom!
Mom: what? What!
W: I found your cell phone in the kitchen! Aren't you happy?
M: actually, I knew where my phone was, can you put it back?
W: here mom! ( hands me the phone as I am using both hands to put up Amelia's hair and simultaneously keep Gemma from pulling Amelia's hair. This task requires a minimum of 6 hands).
M: William, I don't have any pockets and I can't take the phone right now. Can you please put it back in the kitchen?
W: I'll find a good place to put it mom.
(Rustling)
W: there! I put it in the laundry bucket ( dirty clothes hamper)
M: William, do you think mama will ever find her phone there?
(More rustling)
W: there! I just put it between the towels on the top shelf of the closet! No one will get it there!
M: (arg). William! Do you think I will ever be able to find my phone there?
W: well, where should I put it?
M: how about the kitchen like I asked the first time?
W: I know!
(Rustling continues. Gemma has now found the toothpaste cabinet open and I am wrestling a bottle if lotion and 2 tubes of toothpaste away from her)
W: I just put it in my bed mom! It is very safe there!
M: what? Where in your bed?
W: (silence)
M: ack! William! Where did you put my cell phone?
W: (silence)
M: William? (Sigh)

Sent from my iPhone

Truck Noises

This is from April 12, but John finally got around to posting it.

Every Baby Needs a Stick

Gemma is a pretty smart girl. Well maybe...

Grrr...

I walked into the kids room today and burst out laughing. There is really no limit to the endless fun of dinosaurs.

I like to...

Put on my own shirt all by myself! Gemma finds her shirt and puts it on her head. I'm pretty sure she thinks she is putting it on as normal. Then she walks around with her shirt on her head.