What Will I Find Today?

First off, let me start off by saying I love my husband. I really do. Not many men would agree to a role reversal for a couple of years. Both Jordan and I have realized that this role reversal thing is a lot harder than we thought it would be. We are steering clear of any school loans this way, but it does take sacrifices. Luckily it will only be for a little bit longer because Jordan should graduate from FSU in December of 2010. Anyway, when I get home from work I am always anxious to see what I will come home to. Will the house be a complete Carson Tornado? Will the living room be freshly vacuumed for the fifth time that day? Today I came home to one of the funniest things I have come home to. I was sitting on the couch talking to Jordan, when Carson came around the corner. I asked him how his day was. I immediately noticed that he was dressed today (some days don't go as well for Jordan and the kids stay in their jammies). I looked at his shorts and asked where he got those from. I knew instantly where they came from. Like a good little frugal girl I always have a couple of baby outfits on hand. I pick them up when they're a good deal for presents. It seems like there is always someone having a baby. Carson had on a pair of baby boy PANTS not shorts. They were a 6-9 month pair of khakis that I had originally picked up for Julie's baby, but he had already passed that size by the time I got around to getting them to her. It was such a hilarious sight! Jordan and I laughed for a while. He told me that he thought he was doing well today because they came out of the clean basket of clothes. Too funny!

Little Jordan

For those of you who don't know too much about Jordan, Jordan was a child who was in everything! From all of the stories that I have heard, I wonder why on earth he ended up being a middle child instead of a last child. Carson is very much like his daddy. He is always in something. Callie is more like I was, happy just to be watching. When Carson gets into things we call him Little Jordan. Maybe if we would have known how much he was going to be just like his dad, we may have named him Jordan. Anyway, I was feeding the baby and talking to Angela on the phone. Carson came around the corner from the kitchen with a boiled egg from the refrigerator. I told him not to eat that because it had been in there for a week and I don't know how long boiled eggs are good. I told him to throw it away. So he ran back into the kitchen and came out with another egg. I told him the same thing because there were about three boiled eggs in a bowl in the refrigerator. I told him to just throw away the eggs. He asked if I wanted him to throw all of them away. I told him yes. I heard him cracking them as he threw them in the garbage. I told him to stop playing and just throw them in the garbage. He said okay. I came back into the kitchen to clean out the refrigerator to find this...

Yes, that is a dozen eggs that were bought LAST NIGHT in the garbage. What else is there to do but laugh?! He did exactly what I told him to do. He threw all of the eggs in the garbage. Next time I will be more specific.

Remembering Nanny

The other day I was asking Carson what he wanted to do since I was home for Spring Break. He said he wanted to go to see someone. It sounded like he said he wanted to see Nanny. Nanny is my great grandmother who passed away a few years ago. When Carson was born, we had 5 generations alive on my mom's side. I didn't think that he remembered her so I asked him to tell me who he wanted to see again. He repeated himself, "Nanny. You know, that lived with Mimi and Papa." He was obviously remembering Nanny. I told him that she was dead and lives in heaven with Heavenly Father. I was kind of afraid he might react to her being dead. He replied, "That is a long way to go to see her." I love him!

I Did It!!!

Callie is three months old and will be four months on April 5. Today is a milestone! I have on a pair of prebaby Callie jeans! YAY! I have been working so hard at this and am finally there! I am still going to keep working at it, but I am so excited! I did it!!

One More Day...

One more day until Spring Break!! Today we had to go to shelters for the majority of the day due to bad weather. That is not one of the many perks of being out in the portables (some of the perks being having a bathroom and no one comes out there unless they have to...that is IF they can find you). Today and tomorrow fourth and fifth graders are on a school trip so we were moved to a fifth grade room which was nice because we could continue our day close to the normal routine (normally we share the library with another third grade class). Anyway, to make a long story short it has been a long week! I can make it one more day! The district is not allowing teachers in their classroom during Spring Break and we have to unplug everything in the room, so that will kind of nice though I could get a lot done. Hopefully within the next week I will have the time to really update. We're just staying home for Spring Break. No Disney World, kidney stone, or pregnancy this Spring Break. It should be nice to just relax with the Jordan, Carson, and Callie.

Out of the Mouth of Babes

Carson is a follower. This can be a good thing or a bad thing, depending on who he is around. If he sits next to someone who is being good, he will be good. However the trouble starts when he sits to someone who is not being so well behaved. There is a child at church who he cannot sit by because of this. I told him to not sit by Marcus. He then began firing the why questions at me. After answering why to about 5 related questions about why he couldn't sit by Marcus I finally just said he is a bad kid because he doesn't follow the rules. I know, I know...there are no bad kids, just bad decisions and that was a bad decision to tell him that. However, he did finally stop asking questions and has not sit by Marcus when Marcus comes. Last Sunday, a different Marcus was giving the scripture during closing exercises in Primary. Carson proceeds to lean over to his Sunbeam Substitute Teacher who is a very good friend of ours and tell her that Marcus is a bad boy. She is confused and tells him that Marcus is a great kid. Carson is adamant and tells her, "No, my mommy said that Marcus is a bad boy! Not that Marcus, but the little one." CRAP!

The Worth of a Quarter

A quarter really won't buy you much these days...that is unless you have a three year old. Carson will do pretty much anything for a quarter. If Carson doesn't want to clean his room one day, we'll offer him a quarter and the room will be clean in a flash. He loves to have a quarter in his pocket when we go to a store so he can get a piece of candy. The other day Carson asked me to get him some juice. I was in the middle of feeding Callie and told him I would do it when I was done. He asked if I would do it right then even using the magic word please. I told him no. He then responded, "I will give you a quarter Mommy!" I couldn't help but bust out laughing.