Sock consideration

I bought Sam some bigger socks. The medium boys' size was getting a bit small for him so I picked up some large socks. This morning he wore his new church socks for the first time. I was in the bathroom fixing my hair and listening to Sam discuss his new socks with Nolan. It was quite funny. 

"Nolan, look at these socks! They are huge! They are so big! People who do not like big socks are not going to like me!"

I'm guessing he still really liked them, because he wore them to church, despite the clear risk of offending people who don't like larger socks. 

You have got to be kidding me...

My boys have gotten in to the bad habit of complaining about whatever has been prepared for dinner. It doesn't matter if my mom cooked, or if I did...they complain about everything equally. There are only a handful of meals that they don't complain about....cheeseburgers, pizza, tacos, French toast, and jambalaya (go figure). 

This has gotten them in to trouble more than once, and oftentimes, at least one child is left at the dinner table for an extended period of time until they eat the portion they were told to eat. 

For Sunday dinner today, my mom made a turkey breast. With mashed potatoes. And gravy. Oh, heaven. Nolan sits down, looks at the beautiful spread and says, "You have got to be kidding me! We had meat last week!"

He couldn't quite understand why the rest of us thought that was so funny. 

For the record, he actually ate the turkey just fine, and with a little encouragement from Charlotte, ate about 3 bites of potatoes, which is a lot for him. 

Today's public service announcement

Butternut squash and cut-up cantaloupe look very similar when stored in a glass container. Always do a sniff check before popping 'squash' in the microwave. I can heartily assure you that microwaved melon smells pretty horrific. And it also smells faintly of disappointment. Apparently we didn't have any leftover squash. Bummer. 

Mr. Optimism

This morning, we were bustling about, packing up and cleaning the Laurium house. The boys were pestering each other and the dog. I was trying to give them things to do to keep them away from each other (and Copper). 

I noticed my water bottle needed to be filled and asked Sam if he'd do me a favor. He was in a great mood and responded with,

"Anything is possible for me...at this moment, anyway."

He filled the water bottle for me while I had a good chuckle. 

January 2's inspirational moment

Was brought to me by Nolan Robert. 

Last night, we were out to dinner at Carmelita's. As is often the case, the boys were getting a little obnoxious and a little gross. Bill was sympathizing with me, as I was basically surrounded by males our whole time in the Keweenaw. 

Then Nolan chimed in. "Yeah, Mom! Someday when you are a grandma, you will have three daughter-in-laws."

I don't know if he was trying to make me feel better, but that made me feel old. 

New year, new blog plan

So I know I was horrible about blogging last year. Working full time sucks up a lot more energy and time. I'm hoping that once our new house is done and I'm working from home again that I will have more free time. I'll save about 45 minutes of commuting time every day!

My boys say a lot of funny, random the things that I want to remember. Mostly because they make no sense. So I'm going to jot them down here, as often as I can. Here's today's gem from Sam:

"It's okay. Easy Cheese cheered me up."