Hey honey, what’s cookin?

Oh that’s bad. Is that your phone?

Turns out this:

left outside in the middle of this:

directly positioned under one of these (which we now know to be completely stopped up and otherwise useless, thus creating a rain curtain):

…is not a good idea.

Whether it will work or not is yet to be determined. It does turn on now, which is a plus. The screen was all messed up the first time I checked it, so I put it back in to bake for another hour (no I am not recommending this, but should you decide to try it, we have the temperature set around 100 with the battery removed). The second time I checked, the screen was working, although foggy, and it appeared to work except for the end button. It called my phone, and to my best ability of talking to myself on two phones, it works. And I use the term “works” lightly.

Hubby is in one of these. Oh I kid. Sorta.

Edit: Believe it or not, it appears to work!  Like Val said (in the comments), the screen will never be the same, but with only a few months left on the contract, I think it will make it.  If not, I can join the rest of America in upgrading to a Razr (my contract is close to upgrade so I could get it free), and let Scott use my phone until he is eligible to upgrade.

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To those of us who have children in our lives, whether they are our own, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, or students…here is something to make you chuckle.

Whenever your children are out of control, you can take comfort from the thought that even God’s omnipotence did not extend to His own children. After creating heaven and earth, God created Adam and Eve. And the first thing he said was “DON’T!”

“Don’t what?” Adam replied.”
Don’t eat the forbidden fruit.” God said.
“Forbidden fruit? We have forbidden fruit? Hey Eve…we have Forbidden fruit!!!!!”
“No way!”
“Yes way!”
“Do NOT eat the fruit!” said God.
“Why?”
“Because I am your Father and I said so!” God replied, wondering why He hadn’t stopped creation after making the elephants.

A few minutes later, God saw His children having an apple break and He was ticked!

“Didn’t I tell you not to eat the fruit?” God asked.
“Uh huh,” Adam replied.
“Then why did you?” said the Father.
“I don’t know,” said Eve.
“She started it!” Adam said.
“Did not!”
“Did too!”
“DID NOT!”

Having had it with the two of them, God’s punishment was that Adam and Eve should have children of their own. Thus the pattern was set and it has never changed.

But there is reassurance in the story:
If you have persistently and lovingly tried to give children wisdom and they haven’t taken it, don’t be hard on yourself. If God had trouble raising children, what makes you think it would be a piece of cake for you?

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We have this potty:

It plays music (I wonder how our parents ever potty trained us). So far it has collected more dust than played music. Caleb was giving it a thorough examination (I just cleaned it a few days ago), and pushing the button on the bottom to make the music play. He said, “My potty plays music! Does your potty play music Mommy?”

“Sadly….No.” I replied.

Which reminds me of a conversation of the day that I forgot to post last week.

I was sitting on the…err…throne. As my website says (at the top), I frequently enjoy company in the bathroom. And by frequently, I mean almost always. I’ve even had him climb in my lap with a book to read. ANYWAY. You know toddlers love to discuss…anatomy. He started rambling, “I have a penis Mommy. Boys have penises. But girls don’t have penises Mommy. But boys do. Do you have a penis Mommy?”

“No, I’m a girl and girls don’t have penises.”

In this concerned, low voice, as if taking pity on me, he said, “Oh, you don’t have a penis. Wish we could get you one Mommy.”

Ahhh. Good times. You never know what they are going to say.

Somewhat unrelated, when looking for a picture of the potty that we have, I found this one on Amazon:

Do you notice what the photographer in me noticed immediately?  I assume this is a professional/staged picture (because really, who keeps their bath towels right up against their toilet like that?  Ew.)  But did you notice the top of the lovely staged scene?  It looks like the photographer forgot to crop the picture or something.  You can see up in the rafters of the building and where the paint stopped.  It gives the sky and clouds that nice fake look outside the window.  As a photographer (by hobby), how embarrassing. :)

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I just know it!

She has her paw down in a tree stump all the way up to her elbow!  Makes you cringe huh?

I seeeee you!

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I wish I could say they are mine…

But alas, I am stuck with these.

The blurred lines on the horse pictures are the electric fence wires…I was standing right next to it holding Caleb on my hip with one arm and the camera with the other hand…easier said than done!

Shall I zap the gracefulness right out of the above horse pictures? Sure why not. Go ahead. I present to thee horse turd city, commonly referred to as the toilet of the pasture. Notice where the grass is greenest? Mmmm yummy. Lunch!

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Just pretend that…
He made eye contact with the camera even just one time,

he had so much fun,

and even with time consuming editing I got one single decent shot. This concludes your imagination exercise for today.

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Head over to cuteoverload.com to see more adorable stuff where these came from!

Why dogs bite people: Part duex

You’re goin down

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funny friday: dave walker cartoons

Oct 19

Posted by: Rachel in: blog, funny friday

 

cartoon from www.weblogcartoons.com

This is so me:

cartoon from www.weblogcartoons.com

This is too:

cartoon from www.weblogcartoons.com

Cartoon by Dave Walker. Find more cartoons you can freely re-use on your blog at We Blog Cartoons.

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funny friday

Jul 20

Posted by: Rachel in: blog, funny friday

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Boobs I mean. Must be a man thing. We were in Walmart the other day, passing by the bra sections. Caleb said rather loudly, while pointing at the bras, “Mommy’s BIG boobies!!!” Repetition is always necessary for sentences such as these. However, since there remains a slim possibility that no one heard this sentence, my friend Chris’s story still takes the cake. WARNING: You will find yourself drawn back to reading her blog day after day. Who is Chris? Well she has seven children between ages 12 and 2, who she homeschools…is there really anything else I need to say? She is superwoman, my hero!

On Miles turning 30 months:
You love to tell everyone that you have a penis. As we stroll through our local Wal-Mart you will suddenly shout out the the person next to us, “You HAB A PENIS? I HAB A PENISSSS.” You also like to tell people, “Mama not hab a penis. Her penis falled off.”

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