Fingerprints and Flower Pots

I love the little Mother's Day crafts that teachers create. I have received clay hand prints , flowers to plant in the garden, fingerprint artwork, and lovely Mother's Day poems. All have been given with lots of love, hugs, and kisses.

Today my daughter came home with yet another beautiful masterpiece. It was a flower pot with fingerprint artwork all over it. In the center was a beautiful yellow marigold. These little treasures never fail to bring a tear to my eye.

I love being a Mom!

More Medicine

My little guy was sick today. It was pretty disheartening to see my normally-energetic son curled up on the sofa.

"Mom, can I have more medicine? I'm dizzy."

"Sorry, it isn't time yet."

Five minutes later...

"Mom, can I have more medicine? I'm freezing."

This continued all day.

The good news: We had no messes in the family room today! I guess that goes to show you that something good can be found in just about every situation.

Pizza is Served

My son and I were playing "restaurant" today. The only entre on the menu was pizza.

"What do you want on your pizza?" asked my little guy.

"Cheese and Pepperoni," I responded.

"Coming right up!"

I waited a few minutes as my son scavanged up a few items to create a "pizza."

As he brought the concoction over, he dropped several items of it onto the floor.

"I see we are adding some dirt." I said as he dropped it again.
"And some bugs," (as he dropped it again),
"And some worms."

"Well now, that looks delicious!" I said staring down at this disk of dice and lego pieces.

"...And tastey too!"

A What Where?

Things have a way of turning up in the most peculiar places in my house. Lost wedding rings have been found in shoes, car keys have been found in the dryer, and sometimes the milk has been found in the cereal cupboard (that one definitely is not pleasant!).

Today, my husband was the one to experience the crazy "What Where?" syndrome. It started in the morning. He had noticed a lump in his pillow the previous night, but had never bothered to investigate. This morning he looked in the pillow case and pulled out one of my son's socks.

Later, after work, he came home and was about to put on his tennis shoes. Fortunately he looked inside before he put it on.

"Come here," he said to me. "Guess what I found?"

I looked in his hand, and saw a cute little goldfish cracker.

"Awww," I said. "Bubba left you a present!"

Identity Problem

I knew it was going to be a strange day when my son began "chasing his tail" first thing in the morning. That's right. He was chasing his tail. A paper fake dollar bill served as his tail, and he was spinning around in circles trying to get it. Then he stuck his tongue out and started panting.

I tried to ignore it, but that was honestly a little hard to do.

The real fun began later in the afternoon when we were walking through a parking lot. The crazy animal began licking my arm! There I was , packages in one hand and my son's hand in the other, getting licked.

"Wait a minute!" I said. "You're not a dog! Quit licking my arm!"

"Woof!" He said.

I sure hope my boy returns tomorrow!

Wizard Potion

Rainy days are perfect for science experiments. Today was such a day at my house. I knew something was up when my daughter asked for vinegar, oil, dish soap, glitter, baking soda, and food coloring. Then she got out a glass jar and cookie sheet. It was going to be a big production.

She poured half of the bottle of vinegar into the jar, followed by some food coloring and oil. Then she squeezed in a bit of dish soap. She mixed that together with a spoon. Then she sprinkled the whole concoction with gold glitter.

"Now for the final touch," she announced as she poured in some baking soda. The whole thing began fizzing and sudsing right out of the jar. It was a good thing she had that cookie tray!

"What is this concoction?" I asked.

"Don't you know?"

"Um, no."

"It's a fizzy wizard potion!"

Of course.

Silly Bands

There's a new fashion rage sweeping across Ohio (and maybe elsewhere). They are called silly bands. "What are they?" you ask. Tiny little rubber bracelets for kids that come in a variety of shapes: animals, angels, guitars, you name it. The kids put these multi-colored bands on their arms and parade around comparing which ones they have to the ones their friends have. Then they trade to get ones they don't have. It's a big deal.

So the other day, my daughter came home begging me to go to the store to buy some silly bands. "That's silly!" I replied.

"But Mom, everybody has them!"

"So?"

"So can I please have some?"

'How much are they?" I asked.

"Two dollars and fifty cents." was the reply.

"Well I guess that won't break the bank," I said.

We found them, she put thirty of them on, and was considered "cool" by her friends.

I wish I had been the guy from Toledo, Ohio who had thought to make them! I bet he'll be making millions from those silly bands!