Lost Key

We keep a locking doorknob on our pantry.  We started this when Tyler was little in a effort to keep him from getting into food that isn't safe for him.  This morning Claire and Matthew found the key and removed it from its holder, then locked it into the pantry.  I'm no dummy, I keep a spare key so that situations like this don't occur.  Unfortunately, the little container that holds the spare keys is hidden away somewhere.  Could be in a random box somewhere or maybe even still in the cabinet at our old house (we brought the doorknob from the old house - we're cheapskates like that).  Now Claire and Matthew are in big trouble for their sneaky behavior.  I told them we can't go to Grandma's house until we get the pantry opened.  Claire really wants to get to Grandma's house so she's tearfully trying to find a solution.  One of her best solutions was that we need an ax and then we can buy a new pantry door!  But the winner is that we need to buy a new doorknob.  I told her that a new doorknob would cost $22 and she would need to get the money from her piggy bank.  She said ok and ran off to get the money.  I laughed and told her that she doesn't need to use her money to buy a doorknob.  She said, "Mommy, kids don't care about money!  We don't spend it."  Now her Rapunzel piggy bank is sitting next to my keyboard and she is begging me to just use her money to buy a new doorknob so we can go to Grandma's house.  I think I will have to give in and agree to look for the key when we get home from Grandma's house.  I hope all of the tears will make her remember that we do not lock the key in the pantry!!!!

Gotta Laugh

A good sense of humor is definitely a necessary character trait to survive as a mother of 4.  So far today I have a few things that had to make me laugh....

Tyler:  Mommmmmyyyyy!  Kate is covered in something yellow.  It's even on her arm.  I think it's poo!
*And it was definitely a big poo mess!  So fun!

Claire's behavior calendar from school was yellow today.  (Green is best.  Then it goes yellow, orange, red.)  Claire tried to scribble out her teacher's note explaining why she was yellow.  Lucky I'm skilled in reading messed up writing from my years as a teacher, so I could make out "Making inappropriate noises."  When I asked Claire to demonstrate what noises she was making, she put her forearm up to her mouth and made a nice loud fart sound.
*Yes that would be my adorable little 5 year old girl making  noisy fart sounds in 1st grade!

Matthew:  Mommy, check.  Did I get all the poo off my bum? (As he bends his full moon over for me to inspect his wiping skills.)

*This brings me great happiness because it sure beats wiping the poo myself.  :)

Me to Kate:  We don't eat dirty diapers.
*Don't need to say any more.

Matthew jumped into the air, pulled his arms in to his chest and made a full spin before he landed.
Then Matthew asked me:  Do you know what that was?
Me:  No
Matthew:  A tornado!
*That one made me laugh so hard.  :)

And the very best moment of my day goes to Claire.  We were watching a movie tonight.  Claire climbed up in my chair with me and ever so seriously and compassionately looked at me and said, "I'm sorry about your fat tummy."
*Gotta love her sincerity!

I'm sure there will be plenty more funny things.  But these were my favorite.