Thursday, September 30, 2010
Ella's soccer pictures
Just thought I'd post a few pictures of Ella playing soccer this year. FINALLY she is more assertive and "getting in there".
Update on Duck
Our savior (ie the wonderful mom who watches my kids and acts as a surrogate mom when I'm working) texted me at work today to let me know that she was at McDonald's with Keeton after pre-school and the infamous "Duck" walked in! She asked the boy's name, and low and behold....
It's Henry! So why Duck? Who knows...Keeton won't divulge. Weird.
It's Henry! So why Duck? Who knows...Keeton won't divulge. Weird.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Flashback to Ben and Kevin
First, let me direct you to revisit this blog from 2007, when Ella was a sweet 3 year old (can NOT believe that...makes me so sad!). http://todayandtomorrowday.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-imaginary-friends.html
Anyway, most of the family and my friends probably remember the tribulations of Kevin and Ben. They disappeared a long time ago and since then, it has been just us and the two (real) kids. Keeton started pre-school this month and often has stories to tell us of his Little Lambs adventures. In particular, he loves to tell us what chore he was assigned, along with chores other kids were assigned. For example, today he was the "letter helper". Usually he also tells us what Duck was given. Funny thing is, we have no idea who Duck is...we have checked every bulletin board at his school for a name he might be mispronouncing (Tucker, Doug, etc.) and there is no one I can even begin to figure out. His babysitter who actually takes him to and from school says she has no idea who he is referring to. Part of me wonders if this is Keeton's "Ben". So strange...he insists there is indeed a Duck (and yes, I confirmed he meant the quack, quack duck). So stay tuned...
Anyway, most of the family and my friends probably remember the tribulations of Kevin and Ben. They disappeared a long time ago and since then, it has been just us and the two (real) kids. Keeton started pre-school this month and often has stories to tell us of his Little Lambs adventures. In particular, he loves to tell us what chore he was assigned, along with chores other kids were assigned. For example, today he was the "letter helper". Usually he also tells us what Duck was given. Funny thing is, we have no idea who Duck is...we have checked every bulletin board at his school for a name he might be mispronouncing (Tucker, Doug, etc.) and there is no one I can even begin to figure out. His babysitter who actually takes him to and from school says she has no idea who he is referring to. Part of me wonders if this is Keeton's "Ben". So strange...he insists there is indeed a Duck (and yes, I confirmed he meant the quack, quack duck). So stay tuned...
Holy...
Holy cow, it has been A LONG TIME since I've last posted. In the amount of time it has taken me to get back to this, I've gained a new niece (Kate) and a new nephew (Rhett), Keeton has started pre-school , Ella is in 1st grade, and I just went back to school for my superintendency certificate (hoping to work toward my doctorate) in educational administration. Not that we are busy or anything!
So the real reason I titled this post as I did is because of a hilarious Keeton moment a few days ago. While we were hanging out in the kitchen, I heard Keeton say, "Holy Crap!" Of course, I asked him what he said (not sure why I do that--I clearly heard him and knew it wasn't appropriate). So, he kindly repeated, "Holy Crap!" I told him that we don't say "crap" and recommeded "moly" or "cow" as a suitable replacement. Just about this time, Jeff walked in on the conversation. A little bit of background now: the kids and Jeff sometimes play this game where one will say a word and the other says another word to create a phrase--an ever popular basketball cheer technique. For example, "You say Bradley, I say Braves...", "Bradley", "Braves", "Bradley", "Braves".
So, Keeton looks at Jeff and says, "I say Holy, you say Crap...Holy...(waits on Jeff to say "Crap"). At this point, I am disciplining and Jeff...well, he was behind the pantry laughing.
Just another moment in the Bloom household!
Kate & Ella
Everett (Rhett)
So the real reason I titled this post as I did is because of a hilarious Keeton moment a few days ago. While we were hanging out in the kitchen, I heard Keeton say, "Holy Crap!" Of course, I asked him what he said (not sure why I do that--I clearly heard him and knew it wasn't appropriate). So, he kindly repeated, "Holy Crap!" I told him that we don't say "crap" and recommeded "moly" or "cow" as a suitable replacement. Just about this time, Jeff walked in on the conversation. A little bit of background now: the kids and Jeff sometimes play this game where one will say a word and the other says another word to create a phrase--an ever popular basketball cheer technique. For example, "You say Bradley, I say Braves...", "Bradley", "Braves", "Bradley", "Braves".
So, Keeton looks at Jeff and says, "I say Holy, you say Crap...Holy...(waits on Jeff to say "Crap"). At this point, I am disciplining and Jeff...well, he was behind the pantry laughing.
Just another moment in the Bloom household!
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