03.13.2007 | 10:17 pm | Everyday Life
Daddy B’s laptop died. Well, the hard drive died. He downloaded instructions to attempt to remove the hard drive and install it into a special thingy (D’s technical speak) to attempt to retrieve the data. B got a clean towel and sat his laptop on it on the kitchen table to attempt this delicate task. B told the kids that they could watch him if they didn’t touch ANYTHING. Now, telling the sea to not produce waves or the sun to not shine is more realistic that telling a 2 and 4 year old boy to not touch mechanical parts - especially when it is their Daddy taking his cool Apple laptop apart!
These are a few of the questions that C and J had for B since B was so sweet to let the boys watch him…
What does a hard drive do? (Daddy: “It’s a part in the computer that helps the computer think.”)
J: “Move my chair closer! I wanna see.”
Why are the screws little bitty? (Daddy: “Because big ones wouldn’t fit.”)
What’s an adapter? (Daddy: “It is a compact flash adapter. The adapter is buried in all these innards.” (What kind of computer talk is that?!)
J: “I wanna sit on the towel so I can see.”
Daddy - “Go stand in your chair to see better.”
Mommy - “We don’t stand in chairs.”
Daddy - “It’s okay. He just wants to see this.”
Mommy (Giving Daddy “the look” that says “Fine, but if J falls, you will be responsible!”)
Why can’t I touch it? Why?
Are those cables?
Why did you do that? To see if it works? (Daddy: “Something like that.”)
What’s that? Is it a screwdriver?! (Daddy: “It’s a special screwdriver. Don’t touch it.”)
Why can’t I touch it? (Daddy: “I’m still using it.”)
Can I hold it?
Those are the smallest screws I have ever seen!
Why is your computer coming apart?
Daddy: “Next time, you lousy instructions, tell me which screws to take out! Stop for a minute. You know what Guys? I think we’re done now. It’s bedtime. I’ll finish this later. (Duh, Mommy could see this ending last week. Not much ESP needed. Still, it was a nice gesture on Daddy’s part.)
C: “But we have to take it all apart!”
Daddy: “I’ll show you the part in the morning if I am able to get it out.” (ongoing distracting talk about books, birds, today’s activities, etc. to get C and J to their bedrooms…)
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03.13.2007 | 4:15 pm | Everyday Life
Last Halloween C dressed up as Mr. Incredible. He still loves to wear the outfit for playing. After rest time, C brought the outfit to me to zip him up after he got it on (the zipper is in the back, a little difficult for a 4 year old). C and J went outside to play.
About 20 minutes later, I hear from C, “Help me! Help me! It’s raining!” Sorry, Mr. Incredible, Mommy can’t stop the rain, but I can help you dry off.
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03.13.2007 | 9:58 am | Everyday Life
I have had it with these birds… Am I in an Alfred Hitchcock film?
If you have been reading these blogs, you know that we had a bird in the garage that flew into the house. Got rid of that bird. Then yesterday we had the bird (pigeon?) that kept flying into the glass front door. Then today as I was writing the blog about J waking me up early this morning, another bird flew in the house from the open back door (the kids have been playing on the back covered patio since it has been raining and they don’t want to get wet on the grass).
The bird flew into the glass window in the kitchen 2 times and then got trapped between the blinds and a different kitchen window. I was able to catch the bird in a clear plastic container with a white top loosely held over it. I think the main reason the bird let me catch it was that it was so scared (it even released its bowels - I hope bleach doesn’t hurt my wood blinds! Now I’m having an asthma attach from the bleach!). The bird was safely released to the outside and flew into the trees behind our house.
Birds - It’s still winter. Go south. Stay there. This house is off limits to you. If I thought my husband would try bird meat, I would roast the next one on a spit and serve it with green beans! Go away Birds!
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I talked to my mom and she reminded me that the birds are trying to find places to make nests as they are returning from the South. Birds - my home is off limits to your nests unless you want to be plucked and eaten!
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03.13.2007 | 9:42 am | Everyday Life
Alarm clocks are great if you need to be awake at a certain time. Also effective is a 2 year old running through the house at 4 in the morning yelling “Mommy! Where are you?” J woke up and wanted a scrambled egg. I guess breakfast is anytime that you wake up. However, in this house, the sun has to be up if you want cooked food for breakfast!
I was able to give him some runny nose medicine and his asthma medicine in addition to a cup of warm milk. Then I rocked him, cuddled in his cars blanket until he got drowsy again. He slept for a couple more hours and then crawled in bed with me to watch Diego and the train on tv. Good Morning to all!
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03.12.2007 | 4:18 pm | Everyday Life
C and J are playing outside. I’m loving this pretty weather. It is great for my house, too - toys get picked up and stay that way, the only problem appears to be the dead grass and sand that is getting tracked inside.
C ran in to tell me that J was calling him names (when will this end?!). J ran in behind C. C yelled, “he’s going to hit me!” I caught hold of J’s shirt tail and asked him, “Are you going to hit C?” Now, the obvious response would me “no, of course not. I would never hit my beloved brother!” Instead, this was the conversation:
repeat from above - Mommy - “Are you going to hit C?”
J - “Yeah!”
Mommy - “Why do you want to hit C?”
J - “I don’t know!”
This is not an unusual conversation between the parent(s) and J. Frequently the conversation goes like the one above or like this…
Mommy - “If I give you a book will you promise to not eat it?”
J - “Yes, I promise”
Mommy gives the book to J (She can be so trusting…)
J - “I will eat it!” (Always the honest part comes after he gets what he wants. Am I looking at a future politician?!)
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03.12.2007 | 2:47 pm | Everyday Life
Have you seen the Windex commercial about the glass being so clean that a bird flies into it? Well, we have a glass door on the front of our house. I cleaned the door with Windex on Saturday. A bird just slammed into the door.
The bird was so dumb, (How dumb was the bird?) that it just plowed into the door again! J got up from his bed, where I have been trying to get him to nap for over an hour, to see what the noise was. Tara the cat is loving meowing and growling (yes, this cat growls) at the bird. Right now, the bird is kind of stunned. He’s not moving much and I haven’t seen him fly at all. The bird has been living in our front flower bed for several days. Maybe I should catch it and have it for a pet. Nah, too much trouble. The bird looks to be a pigeon. Didn’t know we had pigeons around here. Oh well, just proves how dumb the bird is. Go home, bird!
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