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Caleb (4): Mom, we have the power of the priesthood. Did you notice that?
Mom: Who?
Caleb: Only Jesus and me.
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And with the power of the priesthood I made it sunny.
Alison Moore Smith is a 61-year-old entrepreneur who graduated from BYU in 1987. She has been (very happily) married to Samuel M. Smith for 40 years. They are parents of six incredible children and grandparents to two astounding grandsons. She is the author of The 7 Success Habits of Homeschoolers.
Now THAT is hilarious!!
Okay, so send Caleb and his earthly monopoly on priesthood over here. We’ve had nasty, rainy and tornatic weather almost non-stop since last week and it’s supposed to continue through this week! Our basement flooded last week, and now it’s seeping in again!
amen! Send Caleb our way pronto!
He sure is funny! I bet he brightens every day at your house!
Tracy and Jenny, don’t send that weather our way. Tracy, hope your basement isn’t too bad off. No fun!
Generally, I think four-year-olds just about have a monopoly on cute. He kills me every day.
And when he gets in trouble, he comes up to me, puts on hand on each of my cheeks, squeezes my face and says, “But mom! You just LOVE me!”
I have nothing to combat that utter manipulation of my momminess.
that is too funny! My youngest (now five) tries to get out of trouble by confessing that she DIDN’T do something. . . like, I’m in the kitchen cooking and the kids appear to be playing and Holly comes in and says,
“Um, Mom, I just wanted to tell you, um, that, well, I didn’t make a mess in my room.”
If I walk in on Caleb, caught in the act of something nefarious, he looks up innocently and says, “Nothing!”
Well, it’s even better because he has a slight lisp. “Nuffing!” And the lisp is funnier because he picks up on words like “actually.”
Yes, four is a very sweet, cute age, full of funny quotes. I’m glad you post these–it reminds me to slow down with my kids, rather than pushing from one task to another.
Ds is turning five next week, and I think we’ve already passed into the bossy, know-it-all stage. He still has plenty of cuteness in him, but I’m already missing the novelty of “actually.” It’s so not fun anymore. “Actually, that’s not a bug, Katie. It’s a beetle,” he tells his two-year-old sister, eyes rolling at me, after I point out the “bug” to her.
Okay, so that’s still adorable. 🙂 It’s just annoying to be corrected all day. Right now one of the fun things about his stage is how much he is learning–to read, to draw very detailed drawings, to do all kinds of math. Not to mention all those great scientific facts he can correct me on!
LOL Caleb doesn’t correct yet. He’s into: “Actually, I do want a sandwich.” “Actually, I’m going to Primary.” “Actually, I’m four years old.” Or, when in trouble, sometimes it’s, “Actually nuffing.”
And he, as you might have noticed :wink:, likes to end observations with, “Did you notice that?”
OH… just wait until they’re 13. Hopefully, yours will have gotten out of the habit by then.
It’s IS cute (to a point) when they’re little. But can I just say how OBNOXIOUS it is when they’re 13? and think they know EVERYTHING? UGH!!
I’m a professional musician and my 13 year old is INSISTING that a particular note he’s playing on his trumpet is a B. I say, “No James you’re plaing a ___” (Don’t remember what note it was.)
“Nuh-uh– I’m playing a B.”
it goes back and forth. Me trying to explain what he’s doing wrong, talking about his embouchure, I’m pointing stuff out in the music, etc. And he STILL insists he’s playing a B.
I’m like—“James William, believe me. I started studying music when I was 6. I’m almost 40. In between the two I took piano lessons all the way through high school, took up the flute in 9th grade, was first chair in the varsity band by the end of the 10th grade, and was drum major by the 12th grade. I took MORE piano lessons by a world famous pianist in college, majored in music, taught lessons, played in a professional band, I compose, write scores… Please son, take my word for it , you’re not playing a B.”
“Yes I AM. YOU play the flute and the piano, you don’t know how to play the trumpet. The trumpet plays in a different key. ”
“OH! Well thank you for that little detail Mr. Louis Armstrong. Hand me the trumpet.”
Then I played the whole song. All he could say was “Oh…..” The little stink!
:rolling::cry:
That is my emoticon combo for “laughing so hard I’m crying.”
As I type my son is playing “Skip to My Lou” in a minor key (at least that’s on purpose) and Caleb is trying to glue the kittens. 😐
A day in the life of a mother. Hugs to you, dear mommas.
glue the kitten to what???
to each other maybe? Homemade Siamese twins??
Got a little Dr. Frankenstein in the making??
Well, I knew what he was talking about– concert pitch, transposing vs. non-transposing intstruments, etc.
What was so obnoxious was that he assumed that just because he’s only seen me play non-transposing instruments, I was ignorant about others that aren’t. That was my point in emphasizing to him that I was a drum major and could write scores. Evidently that went over his head.
He might as well have been telling me that “chocolate” is spelled “choklit”.
I mean… HELLO….. I know how to spell chocolate. :tooth:
I don’t know. He only got as far as squeezing a teaspoon on it’s head. I didn’t wait to see the intended outcome.
[Editor’s note: No actual kittens were harmed in the posting of this message.]
What was so funny to me was the idea that a different key would change the note relationships in the melody, i.e. that you wouldn’t be able to tell a particular note was wrong if the key of the instrument changed.
Besides, we all know that everyone has to conform to the concert master’s A as violin’s are the only true non-vocal instrument. 😎
“[Editor’s note: No actual kittens were harmed in the posting of this message.]”
HA! :rolling:
Hey, we can take this outside, lady… I’ve been pumping quite a bit of iron lately. :devil:
:rolling: ROTFL!!! I love the direction this thread is taking . . . . hehehehe
Bring it on, sister…
Okay… what were all those stupid onomatopoeia words in the Batman cartoons??
BAM!! WHAM!!! Ker-POW!!
I win. :swingin:
UFC here I come. :tooth:
He he…
we can call it “cyber-slugging”. :jumping: