Overheard

As I'm kissing the girls goodnight Taryn says to me:
I wish I could be a grownup and stay up and eat cake and play the guitar. (Because you know, that's what the life of a grownup is like)

Joseph: (Walking past me with a Battleship gameboard as his laptop computer) I need my computer because all teenagers have their own computers. You had a computer when you were a teenager, right Mommy.
Me: Well, actually I didn't. There were computers, but most people didn't have one back then. Grandma and Grandpa didn't get a computer until after I'd moved out.
Taryn: Wow. That's just hard for me to think about. Like how would you check your email and stuff?
Me: We didn't have email back then.
Taryn: Oh.
Joseph: Were cars invented yet, Mommy?

Okay, so just to recap. They think I'm an old lady born before cars were invented who sits around and eats cake and tries to play musical instruments that she does not really know how to play (with a big bottom)

David comes in the house after playing outside.
David: My hands are dumb.
Me: Huh?
Helpful Taryn: He means they're numb.
Me: Well, you can stay inside until they warm up.
He looks at one hand, then the other.
David: Okay, they're not dumb.

Same day, after David came in from playing outside I wiped his runny nose:
Now I have a clean and shiny nose

David when holding my hands for prayer, "Your hands are cold as an iceberg." And don't think I didn't pass up that opportunity to point out the simile to the older kids. Such is the life of a homeschooler.


David while working on a particularly challenging jigsaw puzzle. My brain is breaking in half-es.



There was a strange electrical smell at church. John thought he could smell it, but after looking around a bit, couldn't smell it anymore. Rebekah comes in, "What smells?" John asks, "Do you smell something?" "Yeah, it smells zappy-ish" Electrical engineer?







Tina doesn't just say ow like the rest of us. When she tripped over Sam's boots on the floor she says, "Sam, why did you leave your boots out? I broke my pretty little toe." After she hit her hand on the wall she says, "That hurt... my hand ran out of air."




Sam looking at the pictures on the refrigerator and talking to John
Sam: Aunt Lori is Mason's stepmother.

John: Yes.
Sam: But she's not an evil stepmother. She's a good stepmother.

Ooops. I'm sorry. That wasn't the picture I meant to post at all. Here's a picture of Lori:

Me thinks we may read a few too many fairy tales?


Kids are hilarious because if they don't remember the right word, they just substitute or make one up. I wish I'd had this blog from the beginning and I could have written an entire Farmer family dictionary. Alligator for elevator, subtractions for contractions (Taryn during one of my pregnancies), all-overs for overalls, etc. The most recent was Rebekah talking about getting ready for the meet. She wanted her hair done with french fries (as in braids?).


So, one night I am tucking Sam into bed. He says, "I want to tell you a funny story." I agree, so he begins, "One day I was pushing down on your soap to get soap out and it went zhoop and shot out into the toilet. That was funny." Thank goodness I keep my toothbrush in the drawer. Eeew.