Who's got my back? Not Bella apparently.

Upon not finding some papers she was supposed to have for school, Bella declares:  “My Mom didn’t read them and then lost them.”  Thanks for that.  

I'm not sure I should share this

Colin sings while wearing just his underwear:

"My penis is big.

My penis is big.

I like it.

Toot.  Toot."

I have no words.

Some Colinisms

Here are just a few things that Colin has said repeatedly that I really adore -

“My heart is beeping”

“Really? SUPER – Really?”

“Torrible” (Hybrid of terrible and horrible – favorite quote is from Glee “You look torrible.  I look awesome.”)

Poems from Fiona

As part of their English class this year, the third graders wrote several types of poems as Mother's Day gifts.  Fiona's made me so happy, I don't want to forget them so I'm posting them here.

Acrostic Poem

Marvelous Mom
Outstanding Talent
Magnificent Mother

Cinquain

Mom

beautiful loving

dancing singing planting

Makes me super happy

Alison

Haiku

I love my mother
She is really fabulous
She is just perfect

Colin's Prayer

Dear God,

Please let the Foxes not have any traffic when they come to visit.
Please help me win my very first soccer game.
Please help me have a good day at school.
Please help me not stay in my bed (as a counterpoint to my prayer that God help him stay in bed for the night)
Please help me not to pee (as with a fortune from a cookie, just add "in bed" and it makes sense)'

Amen

"I said that corn!"

Colin created a new car game after our move to Indiana: if a field of corn comes into sight, the first person to yell "Corn!" wins. Since there are approximately a million fields of corn within 5 miles of our house, this can be quite a loud game. Then, because apparently there are not enough corn fields to keep us all occupied, we added yelling "Soybeans!" if we passed a field of soybeans. This roughly doubled the amusement because soybean and corn crops basically alternate throughout the area.

We had even more fun when Colin started saying " I said that corn [soybeans]!!" if someone tried to claim the same field after him. Then we all started yelling "I said that corn [soybeans]!" and Colin would say "I hate that!" and so on.

Sadly, harvest time has come and most of the corn and soybean fields have been cut down. No matter, we've just adjusted the game so we yell "Cut down corn!" instead. Good times.

Well, they might be there in spirit.

We're in the process of moving from San Mateo, California, back to Indianapolis, Indiana.  We've had to say goodbye to many dear friends, and perhaps the most difficult goodbye was to our friends, the Fox family.  After we met them, we sent our kids to the same school their kids went to, attended their church and even moved into their neighborhood.  When their twin girls were born almost two years ago, we started having dinner together every Saturday night.   After a tearful goodbye, the kids were asking if we would see the Foxes again.  I said that I was sure we would and that the Foxes would be part of our lives forever.  I might have misjudged my audience because Colin got very excited and said:  "Ooh, even at breakfast?"