Wordless Wednesday

A popping good time!

This evening the kids and I made a Thanksgiving craft. Even more fun than the craft, was popping popcorn for the craft. I guess we usually just make microwave popcorn, so the old fashioned popcorn popper (which I recieved as a graduation gift in 1991) was a big hit. Phoebe maybe had never watched us pop corn like that before. She laughed so hard.

As for the craft, just use green and yellow construction paper cut into corn shapes. Then glue the popcorn on the yellow part for corn. Older kids could just glue the corn kernels on if they wanted. Or, just skip the craft and pop some corn!

Where's the show?

Today we went to a Craft Show. When we pulled in the parking lot Owen asked where we were. I told him a craft show. He said, with excitement in his voice, "Great!! I can't wait to see the show!".

We didn't know it but there was a parade in town for Veteran's Day. We watched part of it and they threw some candy and the Fair Queen threw a few little princess sets. The kind from the dollar store with a little crown and wand. Owen got one. A little girl asked him if he could have it and he said no. We thought he'd give it to Phoebe. Oh no. He was very happy about it and said "I can't believe I got this Princess Kit". I loved that he called it a kit. We got in the van and he put the crown on and waved the wand around and said Abracadabra. His Daddy would be so proud.

Now it's croup

Well, Owen had pneumonia the beginning of the week. He's better now. Then yesterday Phoebe got sick. She has croup. It came on suddenly. She had a bit of a runny nose and her voice was a tiny hoarse yesterday morning. By the time dinner rolled around I could tell she had croup. I took her to Urgent Care yesterday evening. Sure enough, she has croup. She doesn't act like she feels too bad, so that's good. She sounds bad though. However, it's hard to complain when other children are so very sick, like a little boy named Dante who is Phoebe's age and is fighting cancer that is throughout his body. Praying for Dante, and for our little family to stay well now, but especially for Dante.

All better

Owen is better now, and went back to school yesterday. Phoebe isn't feeling great now, but hopefully it's nothing major. She's been so funny. She says "I love me" instead of I love you. Or maybe she is meaning she really does love herself. She used to say I love you but now it's just I love me. She says it when she's happy and feeling lovey, or when we tell her we love her. She came in this morning wearing a crazy outfit she put together. She said "I look glamorous". On Halloween night Chloe's neighbor friend had come over to play. When she walked home I stood on the porch and watched her go because it was dark, just to make sure she made it okay. Phoebe stood with me and I called out "Happy Halloweeen!" to Marly. Phoebe told her the same. Then one evening this week Marly had come to play and I stood on the porch again to watch her go home. Phoebe must of remembered us saying Happy Halloween last week, and realized it wasn't Halloween anymore. So, she yelled out, "Happy Birthday!". It wasn't her birthday either, but it sounded nice and festive.

For a Chloe funny, we were at the store last night and Owen was wild. After telling him for the millionth time to stop it, I told him he was starting to aggravate me. Chloe said "He's been aggravating me for five years". (He's five years old.)

When I was tucking Owen in bed last night I kissed him and told him I was proud of him for his report card and how well he's doing at school. He then said he was a good kid to have around. Very true. I took him and got his hair cut yesterday evening too, and after his bath he said I messed up his stylish hair.

Chloe did great on her report card too. She has a very hard teacher this year so all those As are well deserved. So the day she brought her report card home I guess we made a big fuss over her. The next day she had homework to do, a couple chores, etc. She said "Yesterday you were all proud of me and today I'm just another mouth to feed". Danny and I laughed so hard over that. Where in the world did she come up with that?

Sick Boy Update

I took Owen to the doctor this morning. He has pneumonia. He was given antibiotics and a good cough medicine. The dr. advised us to have Owen drink chocolate milk after the antibiotic because it has a bad taste, but works really well for pneumonia. So, we got home and I laid out both medicines and the chocolate milk in his cup. I asked him which one he wanted to take first and he said "the chocolate milk". Such a smart boy. He's been asleep now since right after he took his medicine. I found him like this in his room:



Get well soon, Owen!

Thankful

Owen and I put out a couple Thanksgiving decorations today. One said 'Give Thanks'. I told Owen I was thankful for him, then I asked him what he was thankful for. He said Lego sets. I said "What about your family?". He said, "That too. But I'm really thankful for Lego sets". The boy has his priorities.

Owen has still been sick with a cough and fever. He's been playing and eating today, but still not feeling great. He is not a complainer, but when I ask him how he feels he says "Not berry good". He is absolutely dying for a Frosty from Wendy's. He got some Frosty coupons for Halloween that are eating a hole in his pocket. Everyday he says he wants to go get a "free Frosty". It's become a chant now "Free Frosty, Free Frosty, Free Frosty". So, for dinner we'll go to Wendy's. Since he's sick we'll go through the drive thru, and get the poor boy a free Frosty.