Philosophical discussions of 10-year-olds

On the way home from cub scouts, Samuel, Benjamin, and their friend Oliver, started talking about planets in the "goldilocks zone:" not too close to or too far from the sun, but the perfect distance for liquid water and hopefully life.

Benjamin: Do you believe aliens really exist?
Oliver: No, I don't believe they actually exist.
Samuel, aghast: What about Spock?!
Oliver, thoughtfully: That's true...

Pokey Little Puppy

Elisa doesn't do anything fast. Although I appreciate her laid back style, sometimes she needs to move faster than a snail. For instance I wake her up in plenty of time to get ready for school. I even stand there reminding her to get dressed: "Now put on your shirt, your shirt, put your shirt on, yes the one you're holding. Remember your socks, both socks, put them on your feet, not your hands, your feet." You get the idea. Somehow she still misses the bus. I drive her to school at least 2 days a week. (I hope I never get into an accident, because now I just wear my bathrobe and slippers.)

Poor Lisy, the other day when we were in a hurry to get to a doctor's appointment, she looked up at me, and with wide eyes asked, "Why does everyone always tell me to hurry up?"

Time to go grocery shopping

Lisy: Mom, can I have a banana?
Me: No, because we don't have any bananas.
Lisy: Can I have an apple?
Me: No, we don't have any apples.
Lisy: An orange?
Me: Nope.
Lisy: Do we have any fruit?

In the spirit of Halloween

Rachel wore a witch's hat over to her friend Eliza's house. After playing for a little bit, Eliza's mom texted me:

     "Rachel just poked her head into my room saying, 'I am the wicked witch of Crimson Avenue.'"

I could practically hear the laughter through the text.

Rachel is showing off the butterfly wing on her cheek for Halloween. She was a butterfly fairy princess.

Potty training lasts longer than you think

Makayla showed up without her pants. "Makayla, where are your pants?" I inquired. She simply shrugged and carried on playing. At what other time in your life can you lose your pants and it's funny?

I found a pair of underwear on the stairs. When I asked who's they were, no one claimed them. I guess I wouldn't claim them either, left in such a public area.

I drill everyone, my kids and their friends, when they come out of the bathroom: Did you flush? Did you wash your hands? I send them back if they say no or can't answer.

Our fishy cutie

Driving along yesterday, Makayla started growling. Dominic told her, "You're so vicious!"

From the backseat we heard, "Grr, yes I fishy. Fishy, grrr. I fishy. I swimming. I a mermaid! Grrr."

Today, while driving again, Dominic commented that all our kids are going to be nerdy.
Makayla piped up, "I not nerdy."
"What did you say?'" I asked, not sure I heard her correctly.
"I not nerdy. I a cutie," and then she stuck her thumb in her mouth.

Where did that come from?

We have 2 cats, 2 frogs, a guinea pig, and a rabbit.

Rachel said while riding in the car, "The goat peed on the pixie dust tree."