Twelve Days of Christmas (According to Ada)
Twelve drummers drumming
Eleven pipers piping
Ten hords a-leaping
Nine babies dancing
Eight maids a-looping
Seven squash a-swimming
Six piece of lane
Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three french hens
Two turtle doves
And a partridge in a bare tree
… Read the rest
Ingredients:
4 cups Chicken Broth
2 cups Water
2 Cooked, boneless chicken breast halves, shredded (I just used a rotisserie chicken)
1 (4.5 ounce) Package Quick Cooking Long Grain And Wild Rice With Seasoning Packet
½ tsp Salt
½ tsp Ground Black Pepper
¾ cup All-Purpose Flour
½ cup Butter
2 cups Milk
Directions:
In a large pot over medium heat, combine broth, water and chicken. Bring just to boiling, then stir in rice, reserving seasoning packet. Cover and remove from heat.
In a small bowl, combine salt, pepper and flour. In a medium saucepan over medium heat, melt butter. … Read the rest
I’ve written before that Grace likes to write her feelings, it’s one way for her to get them all out that seems to be easier than getting them out between tears. Sometimes it doesn’t always go so well. Here are just some of the notes I have received:
On her way to the bathroom…
Ada: I’m going to walk/jog because I have to go badly.
I love that she actually used the phrase “walk/jog” and that she has such a great grasp on adverbs at 5. 🙂
We were having a lovely dinner with some friends…
Ada: Zac, Santa isn’t real.
I was in shock, Zac was laughing to the point of tears, and thankfully his small children seemed oblivious. I had a talk with Ada the next day…
Me: Ada, remember we’ve told you – you can’t tell kids about Santa. You have to … Read the rest
On our way to church…
Ada: I wish we had church at our house.
Grace: Maybe we could have a kids’ office!
Eli: Yeah! And we could play there whenever we wanted!
Grace: No, we would have to do work. Working at a church is a lot of work.
Eli: Well, mom would just do it.
Ada: Yeah.
Grace: No, we would have to help! There’s a lot of work to do at a church!
So here are my take-aways. 1) Maybe I talk about work too much in front of them. 2) … Read the rest
I love weddings. Partially because we don’t take the kids (unless they’re in it, of course) and it’s one awesomely long date for Chad and I that includes dinner and dancing, and I totally geek out over getting all girled up. But I also love weddings because they make me reflect on marriage.
Chad and I had the privilege of going to the wedding yesterday of our pastor’s daughter. I thought about our wedding – I was 19 and Chad was 20! We were SOOO young. We knew this was the right choice, but seriously, we were young. We had … Read the rest
Eli: Mom, you were right.
I don’t remember what preceded this, and honestly it doesn’t matter.
Chad: Mom’s usually right.
Eli: Well really, mom’s always right.
And then the heavens opened up and all the angels joined together in singing the Hallelujah Chorus…
Ada: Here are some things about me: I’m chubby, cute, funny, aaaaand smart.
Eli: And adorable.
Ada: Yes. That’s what chubby means.
Eli: That babysitter puts me in time out.
Ada: Only when you’re mean to us.
Eli: ADA! I know.
Ada: We don’t like it when you’re mean to us.… Read the rest
So I wrote last week about Ada telling me she didn’t want to see me anymore, and that I gave her what she asked for – somewhat. I couldn’t literally not see her. But I didn’t do anything for her from 3:45 when we got home from school until about 6:00 when it was supper time. Whenever she called me or asked for something, I simply replied, “I’m sorry, but you said you didn’t want to see me anymore.” (One of the times that I said that to her she replied, “But I meanted a different day, not today!” … Read the rest
When Ada gets mad, she stays there. She sets up camp and has no intention of leaving. Every word out of her mouth and movement of her body reflects her mood.
Normally after I pick her up from school, we get in Grace and Eli’s carpool line and I let her sit in the front with me. Today I asked if she was buckled, she said yes, then I realize she actually wasn’t. I told her the consequence for her lie and not being safe would be that she couldn’t sit in the front with me and would have to … Read the rest
Me: Did you wash your hands?
Ada: Yes.
Me: Are you sure?
Ada: Yes.
Me: Please don’t lie to me.
Eli: Sorry mom (on his way to the bathroom).
I wasn’t even talking to him! I love accidentally getting a confession!
Ada has started using finger quotes, incorrectly.
– Our coats are “the same”. (they were completely the same)
– Grandpa left his soap at “our house”. (he did leave it at our house)
Chad was trying to explain what a “soul” is at dinner the other night
Chad: When God created … Read the rest