best friends

we were in the car discussing our best friends.

ralph: i just have one best friend.  guess who it is!
mom: myles?
ralph: no.  will.
mom: it's okay to have lots of best friends.  i have more than one.
ralph: okay, okay.  i have another best friend, too.
lionel: myles?
ralph: no.  it's lionel.  because he really cares for me.

the s-word

lionel was saying good night to dad, when the s-word came up.
lionel: not the sh-word, but the one begins with s and ends with e.
dad: you mean 'stupide?'  (said with a french accent)
cecelia: *giggle*
lionel: yeah.  but in english

cecelia: you know, lionel doesn't want to say the s-word.  not just the sh-word, y'know, s-h-u-t-u-p.
mom:   :)

lionel was telling dad about a scene from annoying orange.
lionel: someone wanted to get in a tub full of mondoo
dad: what's mondoo
lionel: you know, the green soda! (mountain dew)

dad'n'daughter

jonathan and cecelia went to a father/daughter dance friday night... a sock hop.  she wore a poodle skirt (thanks to maggie!) and he had the time of his life!  he danced the night away with his little girl, went to a photo booth with her, and hung out with his friends.  she stood in line for 15 minutes with her girls to take a picture with them, but when the music started, she willingly stepped out and hit the dance floor, giving up time with her friends to be with her dad!

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this morning...
ralph: mom?  can i get my own cinnamon roll with a statula?

peter and jesus

lionel: i know who milo is.  he protected peter.  he really liked jesus.  and then a master warrior came and tried to fight jesus and milo protected jesus and blah blah blah...

ralph: i know a prayer!  hail mary, full of grace, i don't know and i don't know and i don't know.

extrasize

today, after picking ralph up, we went home before going to the zoo.  sometimes we put itunes on and do push-ups and crunches or planks for 5 songs.  we haven't done it in a really long time as i have had to teach the past few weeks :(  when we got home he yelled, "let's extrasize!"  i was putting together lunch to go to the zoo... i told him i'd be right there.  i heard little hands slapping in the other room, "ralph?  are you okay?"  with strain in his voice, "yes!  i'm just starting without you.  i did my jumping jacks (thus the hands slapping) and push ups (which are more like yoga positions) and now i'm doing this extrasize!"  i go in to look at him, he is flat on his back with his feet up in the air crossing and uncrossing his legs bent at 90 degrees at the knees, "...ugh!  and it's REALLY hard!"

venix

driving in the car, on the way home from a party-ralph: are we in venix?
lionel: what!?!??!  WHAT is venix, ralph!
ralph: i SAID, are we in VEnix!
cecelia: there's no such thing as venix, ralph!
ralph: VENIX!

mom and dad in an early morning snuggle (5AM) in lionel's bed, after being squeezed out of our own bed by two little boys, discussing upcoming events-
mom: really, it is such a pain in the A--
lionel: *GASP*
TOTALLY did not know anyone was awake!

q: what do garbage men eat?
a: garbage!

credit cards

the boys are playing something rough involving pillows in the other room while we clean up from dinner.
ralph: i have a credit caaaaaaard!
lionel: i have ten thousand credit cards... and they're all cut up!

ralph (to jenny): if i could just have three pets i would want them to be a moth, a worm, and a cricket.
brian wolfe (overhearing): ralph, we can make that happen for you!

lionel: oh sweet mother of mercy!  that's what you say, sweet mother of mercy.
ralph: what about midnight? it has storms.
lionel: not storms, snores!
ralph: i saw it on qubo.
both: moooooooooom!
lionel: ralph, let me tell you something, sometimes rupert is not true.
ralph: i'm not listening!

tuesdays with ralphie

while making oatmeal cookies, lionel was naked.  ralph 'slapped' him on his sweet buns:
lionel: mom!  ralph slapped me on my B-U-T-T
mom: ralph, time out.  take some time to think about what you have done.
(5 minutes)
mom: ralph, do you know why you were in time out?
ralph: (whispers) yes.
mom: tell me about it.
ralph: i slapped lionel on his T-O-A-R.  (he can't spell)

ralph: mom!  mr. tuohey was lying that we eat thomasita (the hamster in his classroom.)  because she is cute and i don't want to eat her!

ralph: (singing a song by the dameans) spefor, are you listening?
actual words: speak, Lord!  i'm listening.

levels

lionel is on the couch playing on the ipod telling us all about his levels when he is interrupted by ralph.
ralph: i am SO going to ground him! (his balloon from "short clips" named strucula)
dad: what does it mean to ground somebody?  is it when you keep them on the ground?
ralph: no, it's when you get mad at them and then you get happy at someone else and, and....
lionel: no it's not, ralph!  it's when you get sent to your bed for a day or a week or...
cecelia: (from the other room, doing a book report) ...or a month.

lionel is singing loudly and baritone-y.
dad: lionel, why are you singing oferetto?
ralph: it's ofra, dad.
lionel: who is alfred?
cecelia: it's opera!
ralph: no, it's not!  it's OFRA!!

dreams

ralph: uh, dad!  i'm going to dream about things that i like tonight. like nice insects, dressing up, fun stuff!
dad: fun stuff like what?
ralph: uh, i forgot.

lionel: hey guys!  cecelia's allergic to soup!   (he means addicted!)

tonight jonathan and i looked at professional pics taken from the weekend celebration of the first 100 years of rockhurst.  his favorite picture is of four people we encounter pretty regularly who have no idea who we are!  (tee hee)

centennial celebrations

today we went to the rockroom for breakfast.  there were free video games, pool tables, shuffleboard, and foosball.  the kids were in 80's hog heaven.  breakfast was continental, ralph thought that a cheese bagel was a donut.  it took one bite for him to realize it wasn't.  he tried to sneak the bagel with one bite missing into the harvester's bin, on his tippy toes, looking around suspiciously, hand teetering above the opening to the bin.  fortunately, for harvester's, dad lead him in the right direction just in time.  then we loaded up on a bus and headed to harvester's.  we organized the breads into boxes and ALL the kids helped.  it was awesome and they can't wait to go back for each of their birthday parties!!!  on the bus the boys were pointing out bodies of water, cars, trucks, piles of dirt, ducks...

lionel: look at all those ducks!
ralph: what if all the ducks came onto the bus with us?
lionel: that would not be good at all.  they would just peck us!

pizza and poker

tonight, for the first night in many many nights, we were just a family.  so we celebrated with pizza outside and poker.  mom taught dad and cecelia and lionel how to play 5 or 7 card draw or stud.  tonight we introduced the ideas of chips, antes, and poker faces.  cecelia put us all to shame with her EXCELLENT use of a poker face!

lionel threw a chip in for mom, who was running LOW.
cecelia: why did lionel give you a chip?
mom: because he loves me!
cecelia: oh! in that case... (throws a chip at lionel)
lionel: BIG toothless smile!

ralph showed off his friday folder.  he REALLY loves school now!  he also has a black eye.  he fought with the playground equipment and lost :(  BUT... he did get to bring home the 'mystery can' tonight.

lionel got to bring home curious george and the various stories to be read this weekend.  hope we can find time between all our centennial celebrations at rockhurst: breakfast, service project, mass, dinner/dancing, brunch...

mom played itunes throughout.  the song 'say' by john mayer came on.  ralph decided to sing along, "samwich you need to say..."

God's creation

last night, my little God's creations and i were sitting on the porch enjoying dessert.  the crickets were singing, the breeze was blowing, the air was cooling down.  Lionel pipes up about how he loves this time of night.  "I can hear God's creations, the crickets, chirping.  Are those crickets?" "yes." "oh. 'cause i thought maybe it was a nocturnal animal."

the boys proceeded to turn their bed into a 'birnnest,' and sleep in it!  the next morning, they came bounding into our room, acting like birds, flying from their birnnest into our bed!  what will mornings be like when they decide they are too old to snuggle with us? :(

certificates

tonight we went to the royals game.  a first for all the kids.  a celebration of "half-way to st. paddy's day."  we went to guest services to get certificates for each of the kids to commemorate the experience(jeff howe's idea.)  the lady behind the desk was asking them what their names are and how to spell them.  "cecelia, C-E-C-E-L-I-A. klem, K-L-E-M."  "lionel klem, L-I-O-N-E-L, K-L-E-M.  and my middle name is jude."  "ralph, you spell that R-A-L-P-H.  and that comes with a rulus."

the park

today after mass, ralph and i went to a park across the street. ten or so years ago it was a nice park, new recycled tires for bedding and new structures made out of recycled products... really cool! today, not so much. there were bullet holes, graffiti tags, and debris everywhere. granted it IS, technically, in the hood, but i was still disappointed. i'll tell you who was NOT disappointed... ralph! he had a ball! there were still structures intact and fun things to do, we were there about an hour. the first thing we did was swing on a tire swing. i got it going around and around and whizzing. ralph was giggling and laughing and said, "mom! this makes a tickle in my penis... it's really weird!" when i told jonathan, he told me he remembers saying that as a kid.

cecelia was SOOO helpful the other night to jonathan, that he decided to buy her a new binder for school, something she has wanted for a while. they went to officemax and found one for $8. but the one cecelia wanted was $16 dollars. she was fine with the $8 one. but jonathan demonstrated to her how proud we are of her and how much it means to us when she is helpful and he splurged for the $16 binder. she was SO EXCITED!!!!!!!!! she thanked and thanked and thanked him! then at bedtime, she said, "if i had a little sister, i could give this binder to her when i am finished with it, but i have brothers!!"

house of cards

"angel of god my guardian dear, to whom God's love convinces me here..." (lionel)

" i pledge allegiance to the flag, da da da da... and one nation and liverty and justice for all!" (ralph)

"mom! ralph can rap dance!" (cecelia, as ralph spins on the kitchen floor on his butt)

after dinner we made houses and teepees out of cards. and ralph 'bowled' them for us.

life is hard when you have a broken neck!

so yesterday i come home from my run and ralph was laying on the couch ensconced in the blanket we throw over the corner. he said, with a frown, "hi mom. i broke my neck." he looked SO pathetic! "i feel killed!" he said. then he limped around the soccer field, when he wasn't pitching a fit about his leg, his neck, or his shoulder. poor baby! he spent all of saturday and sunday with his head at a 50 degree angle to the right.

"moooooom! do i have a folder in my packpack? yes! i do!! whaaaaaat's in it? why, look! it's a picture of the americas of unite a states!" as he stands there holding an outline of 'AUS' with scribbles in and out of it representing oceans, and mountains, and grass, oh! and volcanos!

here it is two days after i started this and now i'm having a hard time remembering everything that has been said.

last night we watched staci and graham's girls so they could go to the chief's game. those girls just absolutely WORSHIP cecelia. and cecelia really stepped up to the plate and became 16 all of a sudden. she was such an impressive babysitter! rallying the ladies, helping put on pajamas, reading them a bedtime story. and her face...! you should have seen the pride in her face. i wish we could provide a baby sister just to see that face again.

the rules

today was ralph's first day NOT at border star. i think he was a bit sad being the only one NOT going to school today... but not for long. i took him on a 'venture.' we went to powell gardens and caught butterflies and grasshoppers with our bare hands. ralph learned that you catch more butterflies when you approach them slowly and gently, not by batting your hands at them and clapping. he was pretty excited. he also loved all the giant wooden 'bugs.'

the weather cooperated. we went to the store for banana milk and came out with peaches, apples, oranges, makings for chili, ro-tel dip, greek yogurt, and a bunch of other necessary/unnecessary items. you decide.

after school we went to the playground, home with the tuoheys, then off to our respective sports. cecelia and lionel had soccer, and i ran. 6 in 54 min! i forgot we were going to dinner to celebrate my mother and her birthday, and i accidentally made dinner. it smelled delicious, hopefully it will again, tomorrow! greek chicken with cumin, cinnamon, garlic, and ginger; rice with a home made tomato sauce with cumin, garlic, onions, and cracked pepper.

after dinner we came home and ate my mother's birthday pistachio cake. yum! and the bedtime routine played out exactly perfectly. as we lay on the boys' bed and prayed, i asked that we pray for denise (my PT who is in jail on manslaughter charges.) lionel asked if she was STILL in jail and when she would get out. i suggested maybe we could visit her (she always loved the kids!) he got scared and said jail might be spooky. ralph agreed. so i said we could just write her notes. lionel asked if we could, please, just mail them. ralph said, "no! we'll drop them off!" and lionel immediately worried about the guards. ralph said we could ask them to let her go. i gently suggested we just make her pictures and notes and, if ralph wants, we could drop them off on thursday. ralph said, "sure! we can write them notes saying to let her go out of jail." i said it's not that easy. he explained to me that we should go by his rules and just get her out because his rules are better... just more fun! ... he's right about that!

i snuggled with cecelia as she drifted off to sleep. as i turned to go, she told me i could leave. i asked her if she really wanted me to stay, she said, "no. because i'm a tired awesome girl and i have homework to do early in the morning." ...and SHE'S right!

good night!

labor day 2010

happy birthday, peter!

as i sit here listening to the sounds of my kids, i hear... coughing. cecelia's allergies are out of control and this weather is nuts!

lionel is in the boys' room (with a new set-up: the boys' beds are pushed together and that make for two VERY happy boys!) reading the yearbook to ralph. he is prepping ralph for life at st. elizabeth's, which starts wednesday. ralph is excited and actually HAPPY to go to school. he can't wait to be reunited with all his old buddies from pre-preschool. luke, will, and myles. miss erin is like a dream come true compared to the mess that is the evil miss langston (principal.) we did, however, have a tearful goodbye with ms. fletcher. possibly the best teacher in the kc metro area! we are sad to leave her :(

we have had a very kansas city weekend. we went to irishfest last night and a block party (black pride!) at the power and light district today via the max with nicole. now, in this awesome weather, we are chilling out with our NEW windows OPEN!!

we went to mass at st. e's; to american girl (just cecelia and me) to barbeque at the wolfe's house, to hang out poolside with susan and her friends from new york, jim and john; to dinner at the weidler's to celebrate peter's birthday: porkfest! pork chops marinated in a few different types of marinade, pickle juice won hands down! i felt like we were living the american dream this whole weekend. it was chock full of bbq's, late nights at the neighbor's house, festivals, bus rides... so fun!

right now, they are looking through the yearbook for 'john bush.' cecelia's name for the presidential candidates (all rolled into one) from 2004, john kerry and george bush. dad just informed them he is 'right there.' lionel said, "really?" and ralph answered, "yeah! he's up in the sky."

cecelia is showing us ralph's 'feature.' he is pictured in a montage in cecelia's first grade yearbook. "yeah. here he is... and he is playing with a marker!"

ralph:" on the rescuers, this bird was like... mayday! mayday!"

lionel: "i know."

ralph: "um... i'm talking to my pengie." "bertend a pillow fell on your pruple bear."

ahh the sounds of playing boys, and a quiet, hormonal girl.

good night and god bless.