Showing posts with label Stories about life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stories about life. Show all posts

Saturday, July 23, 2011

The Luck of the Draw

It finally came in the mail this week- the Publisher's Clearing House registration form, I don't even know if that's the right name. I was just going to throw it away like I always do, but Grace saw it and asked if she could really win $5000 every week. I told her it wasn't likely, but she could fill out the form if she wanted to. She did and then asked what to do with it.

"You mail it in and then you'll be in a drawing and they will pick someone out to win the money."

"Maybe Scout should do it then, she's better at drawings then I am. I'm not very good."

"You probably won't win anyway, it's really not very likely."


That happened Wednesday, it took me until Friday to get what Grace was saying. She has no idea what a drawing is. She thought she would have to draw something and they would pick the best drawing. That's why she said Scout should do it, because she thinks Scout is a better artist then she is.

At the time, I had assumed she was talking about her luck at winning stuff. If you see it how Grace was thinking, I'm a huge jerk!

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Today was Scout and Grace's play, Alice in Wonderland.



It was exciting to see their personalities on the stage. Grace eats the attention up! She tries to act like she is embarrassed by the attention, but you can tell she loves it. She is so eager to get to her spot, to be where she is supposed to be and does everything with excitement.


Scout likes the attention too, but is way to "cool" to show it. She struts across the stage, taking her time to get into position. All of her movements are given with an air of "whatever, it's all the same to me."


The girls had a lot of fun doing the play. They are already talking about wanting to be in Rapunzel next year. We'll have to see. I honestly wasn't very impressed with the whole thing. I thought the show was very poorly done. They didn't even do the little things, like closing the back curtain so you don't see people running across the stage. I have to think there are some better acting classes to pay to have my kids in. The script didn't even make sense! I loved watching my kids in the play, but I thought the the show was really boring when they weren't in a main part.

Abi liked the show ok, but only made it through because she had 5 adults to talk to. (She just can't be normal for a picture, even her smiles are camera smiles and don't look anything like her real one. At least in her goofy pictures you can see her gorgeous, big brown eyes!)



Max only liked the songs. Those, he would sing all the words to and be loud enough we worried about him disrupting the people sitting by us. Then he would keep singing the songs after they were over till Jared made him stop. Cute little stink, isn't he?


Turns out, it wasn't his singing that disrupted the neighbors. He made his own game up where he would throw his shoe under the person's chair in front of us and then crawl under their legs to go get it out. At least he tried to be polite about it and kept loudly telling them "Sorry, sorry," over and over.

Eventually, he ended up running up and down the aisle in the back with his grandparents following him. It's a good thing we have Jared's parents at our kids recitals so we can actually get some pictures. I honestly don't know what we would do without them!


Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Funny Kids

Grace- "I hope Jesus doesn't come during my daddy-daughter date because that would ruin the end of the play." Afterward we talked about how most likely it will be "inconvenient" for a lot of people and started listing other things she hopes she isn't doing when he comes again, like going to that bathroom. She said that would be so embarrassing.

Abi- We were listening to Moon Shadow and Abi said, "If you didn't have any eyes you couldn't blink, and blinking is the most awesome thing on your face! Because, uh, Princesses. (Duh)"

Abi- "This is not even broccoli."
Scout- "Yeah it's cauliflower."
Abi- "Yeah, I call it flower, too."
Grace- "GET IT!?! I call it flower! Cauliflower! That was a funny joke!"
Abi- "Yeah it's funny because I call it flower." I don't think she got it.

Friday, June 5, 2009

Ode To Miss Wiggley by Grace Goodey

I wish you could stay
But my mom won't let me keep you.
Stay out of the sunshine
So you don't die.

I wish I could be a worm
So I could live with you.
But I don't want to
Because birds eat worms.

I hope a bird doesn't eat you.