Post-It Note Catch-Up

Whenever the kids say or do something cute, I jot it down on a Post-It note and stick it to the computer monitor. They are starting to obscure the screen so I thought I would condense all their random, funny sayings and questions into a post. I know everyone always thinks their kids say the cutest things, so I forgive you if you don't read the whole thing!

Haley shows why Moms have identity crises:

"Who teaches your class at the YMCA?"

"D'Ann does."

"Who's D'Ann?"
"Um, she teaches the spinning class."

"No, I mean whose mommy is she?"

Another time:

"Do all other moms and dads have names, like yours is Valarie? I thought they were all just 'Mom' and 'Dad'."

Haley discovers the purpose of our gluteus:

"It's OK because I landed on my bum and it has those squishy sides."

Haley, after I spent a long time (too long, apparently) on the phone with my good friend Suzanne:

"Why do you have so much to say to her?"

Haley one day, giving a guilt trip regarding how long it takes me to get back and check on her after I tuck her into bed:

"Was that REALLY two minutes??? 'Cause at bedtime 'two minutes' seems so long!"

Randomly one afternoon as she helped me tidy up:

"Hey Mom, do you know what my style is? A happy smiling face and a hard-working attitude."

A pat on the back for maybe teaching her something useful... We were at the park one day and she went to get a drink from the water fountain. Some teenage boys were laughing because she was so cute (that's what she said). Later she told us, "Besides, I know it doesn't matter how you look, it matters how you treat others." WOW. That's exactly what I'm trying to convey when I'm poring over the J. Crew catalog or frowning at myself in the dressing room mirror...

Jake, when I'm not listening to him:

"Um, EXCUSE me, Mom! I'm trying to talk to you!"

Jake, when Rob playfully swatted him on the head with a fly swatter; you had to see the serious face with the smoldering eyes to get the whole effect:

" I am NOT a BUG!"

Last week Rob's parents were visiting. They already know that Jake is an early riser, and they sleep all the way down in the basement. But I'm sure they couldn't have missed it when he climbed off the bed, ran down the hall, cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted:

"COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO!!!" I was in hysterics; I have no idea where he got that from, and the timing was perfect.

My computer monitor looks so uncluttered! We'll post pics from our upcoming trip to Minneapolis soon.