Princess Crankypants

“Is that what the inside of a lobster looks like? They are...

Sun, 13 May 2012 20:19:23 -0400

“Is that what the inside of a lobster looks like? They are so beautiful! And have no bones! They are Insects. I know where is the muscle.”

"It makes me cry a little."

Sun, 13 May 2012 15:55:29 -0400

“It makes me cry a little.”

- Lex, watching President Obama’s video on the importance of mothers

Destiny’s Bounty

Sun, 13 May 2012 15:52:27 -0400

Destiny’s Bounty

Happy Mother's Day

Sun, 13 May 2012 15:40:33 -0400

Without Lex, I wouldn’t be a mother. So for Mother’s Day, I got him a Lego Ninjago flying ship called “Destiny’s Bounty.”

And he gave me… Strep.

Apart from a couple doctor visits, we have been building all day. It’s looking beautiful. Plus we made a lot of assorted rockets and extra special building from our imaginations too.

Lex was a little sad because he was looking forward to playing with friends today. But not too sad. He has a brand new box of Legos after all. And some antibiotics.

Tomorrow we will stay home from work and school to build some more.

My mom is special to me because… “She plays Legos...

Sun, 13 May 2012 15:33:38 -0400

My mom is special to me because… “She plays Legos with me.”

"“Mom? What does C-A-C spell?” Um…cac? “It’s what a parrot says!..."

Sun, 13 May 2012 04:32:20 -0400

“

“Mom? What does C-A-C spell?”

Um…cac?

“It’s what a parrot says! Cawk-Cawk-Cawk!”

”

M-O-M. All by himself. And a rocket ship, of course.

Sun, 13 May 2012 04:29:58 -0400

M-O-M. All by himself.

And a rocket ship, of course.

Rotten Kid

Sun, 13 May 2012 04:28:19 -0400

We play an opposites game where we will forbid Lex from doing what we want him to do. “You better not brush your teeth!” And he will grin and disobey, and we get mock-angry, “Oh you Rotten Kid!”

He loves it. Laughs so hard. Tells me, “Momma, tell me NOT to… And call me Rotten!”

He teases us back, too. I told him when he was little he would only say “Dada.” and I would whisper to him, “Say ‘Momma’ my sweet baby, Momma loves you… MA MA… Say it…” and he would look at me and say, “DA DA!”

He thinks this is hysterical. So now that he is into spelling things, I’ll tell him to spell ‘Mom’ and of course he says, “D-A-D!”

I’ll say, “Oh yeah? Well do you know what R-O-T-T-E-N spells? It spells LEX!” He thinks this is a riot.

Or, I’ll lay on top of him and say, “I’ll squish you into Flat Lexi! And put you in an envelope and mail you unless you spell MOM!” then he will giggle almost too hard to spell anything, but eventually he will spell it right.

As soon as I release him, he will climb on top of me and threaten to squish me into a Flat Momma unless I spell LEX.

“R-O-T-T-E-N!” I am triumphant.

And a bunny

Tue, 08 May 2012 22:50:59 -0400

And a bunny

Best card in the world!

Tue, 08 May 2012 22:50:22 -0400

Best card in the world!

Birthday breakfast

Tue, 08 May 2012 22:49:29 -0400

Birthday breakfast

1 + 1 = 2

Thu, 26 Apr 2012 03:48:40 -0400

I picked Lex up from school this week and asked him what he had worked on that day.

“I forget what it’s called.”

Ok, well how does it go?

“It goes: 1 + 1 = 2”

Oh, that’s called ‘Addition.’ What is 5 + 5?

“Right. Addition. Ten.”

How about 6 + 6?

“Twelve.”

He says it like I’m an idiot for having to ask such an easy question. Decides to quiz me.

“Momma, what number is 1…0…0…1?”

That’s ‘one thousand and one’ baby.

“That’s right! You did it!”

He is proud that I know my numbers.

Ella Curfish

Thu, 26 Apr 2012 03:41:40 -0400

In the bath Lex makes a track out of his curvy “road” pieces that cling to the side of the tub.

“Look Momma! It’s Ella Curfish!”

I’m not sure what he’s talking about. Ella? Like Ella the Elephant in Pocoyo?

“Not Ella. Ellen. Ell-en Cur-fish!”

I hear you baby, but tell me more about it. Is Ellen a fish in Finding Nemo? A blue fish, like Dory? An angler fish with the light?

“No, not a fish! Ellen Curfish!”

Finally it dawns on me. Cur-SIVE. Yes. That does look like an “L in Cursive” as a matter of fact. I had forgotten he was learning to write in cursive now.

I love Montessori.

Vacay at last!

Tue, 17 Apr 2012 05:52:36 -0400

Vacay at last!

At the Beach

Tue, 17 Apr 2012 05:48:29 -0400

At the Beach

At the cottage

Tue, 17 Apr 2012 05:45:43 -0400

At the cottage

Flying Saucer in Frisco

Tue, 17 Apr 2012 05:42:25 -0400

Flying Saucer in Frisco

Vacay - part 1

Tue, 17 Apr 2012 05:39:50 -0400

After enjoying our chocolate bunnies on Easter Sunday, we packed the car and drove to North Carolina. Stopped at Southland for ice cream and fireworks. Grandy Greenhouse was closed for the season and Hilltop Market was closed for good, but another farm stand nearby was open. Across the street The Cotton Gin had a giant Rabbit outside waving at cars. Sped past Jockey’s Ridge, Nag’s Head, Kill Devil Hills, found my favorite Chinese restaurant in was under new management and had become a buffet. Rodanthe, Waves, Salvo. Around 3:00 we pulled into Sun Realty in Avon and picked up the key to our beach cottage, “Hatteras Belle.”

Kinnakeet to Buxton. Everything was the same but different. A lot of wooded areas had lost tall trees in hurricanes or been cleared for development. The school had expanded and added a second story.

Frisco. I didn’t even recognize the entrance to Brigand’s Bay. The sign was still there but instead of a lovely wooded backdrop it was in front of a ratty aluminum auto repair shed. On the other side, Mead Slagle, DDS (like his dad) had cleared a lot and hung out a shingle. I couldn’t quite locate Indian Town Shores. The flying saucer had moved from the Scotch Bonnet down the road to Hank Reuter Jr.’s salvage yard. The Gingerbread House was only open evening for pizza, not mornings for pastries.

Hatteras Village. The post office, library, fire station and Burrus Red and White were right where I left them. Miss Hatteras, Cap’n Clam and Risky Business were all still there at Oden’s dock.

Pete’s house was boarded up and for sale. Fishin’ Stuff had been painted yellow and become a Super Wings souvenir store. You can’t go home again, but you can shop there.

Our cottage was past Lee Robinson’s General Store and Teach’s Lair Marina. Practically at the ferry docks. We unloaded the car and went to the beach. There were still sea oats, coquinas and squeaky sand. The dog chased sea gulls and sand pipers. Vacay at last.

Easter: Lego Batcave

Tue, 17 Apr 2012 05:16:48 -0400

Easter: Lego Batcave

Egg Hunt

Tue, 17 Apr 2012 05:15:16 -0400

Egg Hunt