A-E-I-O-me

Korbin was teaching Garrik the vowels: A,E,I,O,U.

Korbin: Okay say what I say.
G: k
Korbin: A-E-I-O-U
G: A-E-I-O Me
Korbin: No it's A-E-I-O-U!
G: A-E-I-O me
Korbin: No U!
G: me! (pointing to himself)
Korbin: No U! Not me
G: me!
Korbin: Never mind. Mom G wont say U.

It really was the funniest thing.

Book fair, Soccer Party and The Wicked Bug

This last week has been crazy and busy. I am over the book fair at my boys school and it has been VERY busy two week before with all the prep and set up. Then the week of the fair everything was going great. The classrooms made their wish lists, the teachers did theirs and one little man decided to get sick. Yup on Wed. morning G got the stomach bug. I had to scramble for someone to help while I figured out what to do with G. Lucky for me it was a pretty slow day at Blakes office so he was able to come home and help.

This year the book fair was bigger than normal since we changed it location. You really did have to have at least two people if not three working it. But we sold a lot and earned lots of free books! Believe me, our library can use them. My kids were great on Fri. when they had to stay with me till 5:30. My hubby was great stepping in and helping where he could and my friends were great coming in last minute to help. One event down and one more to go.

We had our soccer end of season party at a yummy pizza place. All the kids got their trophies and Blake said some great things about each of the boys. We had all you can eat pizza, bread sticks and drinks. (Side note: I did not have my camera with me. I had it ready to go and left it. My blogging skills were really lax this week.) Now I can say that soccer is officially over!

Too bad the stomach flu wasn't officially over. Apparently that wicked little bug wasn't going to be happy until EVERYONE had it. Sunday morning I woke up with Korbin standing my by bed staring at me. He told me his stomach was hurting. I immediately got him a bucket and good thing too. Not 10 min. later Brek came in telling me Korbin had thrown up.

I think Sunday was the bugs highlight because not only did he get Korbin but he got me too. Later on that day our neighbor, not knowing we were sick, brought over some fried chicken for our family. Trust me we LOVE fried chicken but on this day one smell of that sent me running to the bathroom. By around 8:00 that night the worst was over and Korbin and I were on the mend. He even went to school this morning but our little bug friend attacked Brek next. So now I'm home with him and the only consolation I can offer is to tell him that by tonight he will be feeling better.

All Good Things Must Come to an End

While it was fun I'm happy that soccer season has finally ended. Blake had a great time coaching, Korbin loved playing and the rest of us had a blast watching. It was fun to see Korbin improve in his technique. This season was one exciting time for Korbin. He scored his first soccer goal two weeks ago earning him lunch at McDs and $5 from Nanna. Then a week ago he had had a taste of the glory and wasn't going to pass up more. He ended up scoring 3 goals and to top it all off my parents were able to come down and watch that game. We really are so very proud of him!

Some kids this age may not know what position in soccer they like best, but not Korbin. He knows exactly what he likes and where to be. He is already talking about trying out for club soccer. Lucky for me you have to be 8. I'm just not ready for that type of commitment yet. So one sport down and now time to find out about Baseball. Oh yeah!!

FriDaY FuNNy

My SIL took this while in China. Ha!! If things don't turn around in the economy at least here is an idea for getting around.

Day of Mourning

The election results didn't turn out the way I had hoped, not that it was a big surprise. It is a sad day in our household but don't worry, I'll get over it in a day or two.

On a side note it was fun watching history in the making. Either way it went history was going to be made: 1st woman VP or 1st black Pres. You know, no matter the outcome, it is great belonging to a country where you can be whatever you want no matter what.

Now I must drown my sorrows in Dr. Pepper.

Potty Training

First of all I'm not one to get bent out of shape on the whole potty training thing. I don't even think about it till my kids turn 3. Then I have always been able to find the motivation to get my kid potty trained. It has been different for each.

Brekkon didn't want to be a baby anymore. Easy. Once he realized that baby brother wore diapers that pretty much did it for him. Korbin on the other hand just wanted the choice each day. If he chose unders then we had a great day with no accidents. Simple. Neither of them were motivated by candy or the whole pee on the cheerio idea. They just looked at me like I was an idiot. So, as you can see I have potty trained two boys thus far without incident. So what is the problem? Boy #3.

The baby thing doesn't work with him. NOPE! He wants to be the baby and is pretty darn good at playing that role. Give him a choice? Sure. But he will choose the diaper. Why? Because he is the baby...duh! Offer candy. No go. Let him shoot at cheerios or fishies. HA! That was a joke and VERY messy. He really didn't control it very well and I just don't want to clean my toilet each time after he goes. Yes, I've bought his favorite unders: Spiderman, Batman, Hulk and Diego. We have even put them on following very serious talks about how important it is to not pee on said supper hero. No go.

Mom: "Oh G! Why did you pee on Diego?"
G: "Want to. He like get wet!" (Said with huge smile on his face)

Truth be told, I wouldn't normally be so into wanting to potty train but seeing as how this is our LAST child I can see the end of diapers over that horizon and I'm hungry for it. Do you realize that in our 12 years of marriage we have been buying diapers for 9 of those years!?!

Yes, I am looking to that horizon. If only I get a little cooperation from my little G-man.