On Donder and Biscuit?

My children are beyond excited for Christmas. The house is overflowing with decorations waiting to be put in their places for the season. Tyler has located every book with a Christmas theme and has them in stacks to help feed his insatiable reading.

This morning he was reading the night before Christmas to us, as I made breakfast.

Tyler: Now Dasher, now...

Emma: Biscuit.

Tyler: Dancer, now Prancer...

Emma: Biscuit!! (a little more urgent).

Tyler: On Comet, on Cupid...

Emma: Tyler, you're missing Biscuit!

Tyler: No, I'm not. On Donder and...

Emma: BISCUIT!

Tyler: Emma, there is not a reindeer named Biscuit.

Emma: Yes, there is! My teacher telled me!

Tyler: It's Blitzen. You can call your reindeer Biscuit, but there is not one that pulls Santa's sleigh named Biscuit.

Emma: (no comment, for once).

As stubborn as she is we probably have a new deer pulling Santa's sleigh this year.

Recipe Gals

Luke asked Emma "Why are you cleaning the toyroom again? Did you have friends over today?" Her reply, "We had lots of friends over! We had Recipe Gals today."

For those of you who attend our group. I just want to let you know how much I enjoy having you all as friends and getting to get together to share meal ideas, etc.

For those of you wondering what "Recipe Gals" is, we have a Recipe Group. We get together once a month and plan the next months dinners on individual calendars. We bring recipes printed out to share and we have 3 people assigned to bring their recipe prepared. So, we have a main dish, a side and a treat/dessert. However, MOSTLY we gab! Yay! I love catching up with all of you. Now that the ward boudaries have changed I just don't get to see you all enough.

Thanks for being my friends. I learn alot from you all and am inspired by you all even more!

Procrastinator's Explanation

I know this blog is about my struggles with procastination. I also realize my last few posts have been stories about my kids. Correlation is that I am constantly telling myself, "Oh, that is a funny moment. I should write that down." But I NEVER do! I tell myself, "How could I ever forget that?!!" But sadly, I do. There are so many "moments" I have lost because I didn't give myself the reminders by writing them down. Darn procrastination!

So, here is one I do remember from when Tyler was 3 and Emma was 8 or 9 months old. We lived in Lindon (a two story home). I was laying tile in the upstairs laundryroom. Emma had been napping and Tyler had been "helping." I had the baby monitor on and Emma started crying. I only had about 5 minutes of cleanup to do. So, I asked Tyler to go downstairs to talk to Emma and keep her happy for a few minutes until I was done. He left and a few moments later I heard him walk into Emma. He asked her, "Emma, have you seen my Book of Mormon? It is the one where Nephi and his brothers go get the Brass Plates from mean Laban."

Oh, it still makes my heart melt. Cute kid.

Revelation in Lyrics?

I know my last post was about Quincey singing, but this time it was Emma.

This morning while she was supposed to be eating, Emma was singing. The only phrase I caught was "There is a lady in the dungeon and she' screaminggggggggggg!" As I contemplated her lyrics for a few moments, I thought, "hmm. I wonder if she is talking about me?" I was a little short of patience yesterday.

Quincey, Quincey - You make me smile (and giggle)

Today I had Christmas music blaring - I know Halloween is barely past, but most of you whether you approve or not, are not surprised by this. Anyhow, the funny thing about this little story is Quincey. She LOVES music!! Her husky little voice and not knowing (or at least not annunciating) the words serves for a beautiful seranade - but surprisingly on key! lol She was running tirelessly around in a circle in the family room today for about an hour singing (to the aforementioned Christmas music) and making herself dizzy. Seriously, it was non-stop. I kept looking over at her and just giggling to myself. At one point, Emma asked me what I was laughing at.

And speaking of dizzy...

We were in Las Vegas last week visiting Marlies and Tim. We were at Marlies' house and her roommate has a Bassett Hound (Pansy), that Quincey is not too sure about because Pansy is so big compared to a 2 yr old. So, I was spinning around making Quincey (and myself) dizzy and then having Quincey try to walk to me. I know bad mom, but she thought it was funny too. It got funnier when, Melissa let the dogs in and they tore upstairs right when I set Quincey down after a good spin around the room. Which panicked poor Quincey, who tried to run to me and was falling over in her attempt to get away from the dogs because she was so dizzy.