Showing posts with label stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stories. Show all posts

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Cinderella

Every night this week, we have given the kids some extra time before bed to read books. Tonight I asked Gillian to read me a story. She picked Cinderella.


I recorded her telling the story. I hope you enjoy it. I did. 



Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Reminiscing

Tonight while the kids were in the bathtub, John asked me "Do you remember when I was born?" What a question. How could a mom ever forget when her child arrived? Anyway, I said "Of course." He smiled and said "Do you remember when I walked for the first time?" I told him "Yes. And I can show you a video after your bath." He also asked me "What was my first word?" I told him "You said 'Mama' and then 'Dada' and then 'Dunc.'" He laughed. "Why didn't I say Duncan?" I explains that when you are little it is hard to pronounce words. He laughed again, like as if that could never happen.

After bathtime we warched some of his old videos. He laughed as little John attempted to walk across the basement. There was one video of John driving his little quad and he kept pulling his feet up. I told John that when he was little he didn't like the grass. He didn't believe me, but he still laughed at little John avoiding the grass. He asked me some more questions and we watched the videos a couple more times. I really enjoyed reminiscing with my little man. 

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Last week

One of Gillian's favorite things to say is "Last week..." She, like most children, has no concept of time. Here are a few of my favorite "Last week" stories. 

"Last week, I was a baby and Johnny feed me."

"Last week, I go to the crayon factory. I want to go right now! I need to make more crayons."

"Last week, I was a baby and I no wear socks."

"We already come here! Last week, we go to this store and I get donuts!" (at the mall)

"It's my Dad's birthday." We tell her that it isn't. She says "It was. Last week!"



Wednesday, October 30, 2013

the little things

We are lucky to have some amazing kids.  I don't have a big or funny story to tell you tonight just a few little stories.

This morning John got dressed in our room.  He told me "If I had a TV in my room, I would watch the news in the morning.  Or even the weather channel." 

I gave the kids each a mummy cookie for dessert.  Gillian held it in her hand and said "This cookie is amazing!"

We received our Magic Bands for our Disney trip today.  John was inspecting his band and said "Look!  He put our name on the inside."  I said "Who?"  He said "Mickey Mouse!"

After bath, I dressed Gillian in her Ariel pajamas.  She said "These are boring!  I can't wear these!"

The fire whistle went off tonight shortly after the kids were put to bed.  Gillian, who has come to terms with the whistle (see blog posts:  Whistle Not Nice and Whistles and Babies ), started to scream.  Daddy went to comfort her.  She kept saying "It scared me!"  Daddy calmed her down and once the whistle stopped, I heard John say "That whistle was killin me!"