It's a box...

Henry knows Toy Story 2 by heart. He says the lines ahead of time. Like, "It's a box" when Woody meets the rest of the characters from "Woody's Roundup" and Stinky Pete is mint in the box, never been opened. Do you think he watches too much tv? No, because he never watches tv, he only watches Toy Story 2.

Austen doesn't like it when he puts on his jacket and his shirtsleeves get pulled up his arm by the jacket sleeve. He calls it "kirky" as in: (whining) "I don't want it on, it makes me kirky!"

Comments:
ha that is funny, kirky!
i think we are all a bit kirky!
-Posted by Mommy of Many on Friday, December 14, 2007 - 10:57 AM

good.
-Posted by Sarah on Friday, December 14, 2007 - 4:17 PM

not it

As I was preparing my grocery list for the week, I asked my soon-to-be 4 year old son what he wanted for dinner on his birthday. He said, "A sandwich." He was eating a sandwich. A sandwich with applesauce. Yum. I said, "no, what do you want for dinner on your birthday, a special dinner, you can pick anything you want." He says, "I want just a sandwich with cheese, and butter.(mayo) And noodles, the little ones, I like those." I ask him if he wants any special sauce on those noodles. He replies, "no." I said: "you know when I was a little girl, for my birthday, my mommy, that's your Nana, would let me pick anything I wanted to have for dinner. I would pick something like homemade macaroni and cheese or lasagne or fried chicken and biscuits, something elaborate. So, what do you want?" A sandwich.

I couldn't contain it any longer. I covered my face with my hands and laughed silently for a minute. Then I started rubbing my face. Then I started laughing out loud. Then Austen laughed. Then he said to me, "You're so weird."

Me?

Comments:

He doesn't realize yet, that he can get pretty much everything he wants for birthday because he has simple tastes yet, wait until he is older and requests sushi.
-Posted by Brookiemom on Sunday, November 11, 2007 - 3:33 PM

this was the perfect way to start my day.
I can't wait to hang out with you two weirdos.
-Posted by Sarah on Monday, November 12, 2007 - 11:36 AM

HA HA HA, youre so wierd rebekah! will you have a sandwhich too? :) what kind?
-Posted by Mommy of Many on Friday, November 16, 2007 - 7:42 PM

that's a what?

Austen sitting in his booster seat had gas. It was loud and lasted a long time. Disgusting, I know, but listen to what happened next... I said, "say excuse me" he said it. Then he informed me that that was a "wardahogger." "A what?" says I. "A wardahogger."

"Wardahoggers live outside," he told me "and they make that noise, and they are good"

Comments:
That is so funny and I know exactly what he is referencing. On Duck Tales, there is a part where Webby is holding a baby wart hog and then two big wart hogs jump out of the bushes. They snort for a while and then chase her. However, they later help her get the bad guys. Thus, they are good. So funny.
-Posted by Tyson Aaron on Saturday, November 10, 2007 - 5:14 PM

It's almost (I said ALMOST) not as funny now that it actually means something.
-Posted by spe©ialbekah on Saturday, November 10, 2007 - 5:26 PM

Wardahoggers are now a fact of your life, and they are certainly if not good, extremely funny, creatures, mostly known by boys, small and large, and on occasion, a girl.
-Posted by Brookiemom on Saturday, November 10, 2007 - 9:35 PM

It’s all in your head...

I have two sick kids. One just produces massive quantities of snot. The other vomits. The vomiting one is only 5 months old. This is particularly unusual because no one else is vomiting and he is exclusively nursing which is supposed to give him immunity to such things. The sight of vomit makes me queasy. (not to mention lysol and sanitize everything) I have been assured by the pediatritian that he does not have a stomach virus but the same one as the snotty kid, except that he is gagging on his nasal drainage instead of it running out of his nose. This has not stopped me from becoming more and more certain that I am coming down with something. If being a parent has taught me anything it is that sickness is inevitable. I am convinced every time I swallow that I am supressing vomit. I wonder if my stomach grumbling is the dreaded abdominal cramping. I am trying to keep the baby isolated from the other guys (which is hard, since Austen is obsessed with his baby and CANNOT LEAVE HIM ALONE) So the baby is in the playpen. Sleeping. Precious sleeep. He fussed until about 2:30am, so I am LETTING THIS CHILD SLEEP. With me sitting not 5 feet away, Henry managed to piece by piece empty an entire bucket of duplo blocks into the play pen. I am so out of it. Am I becoming sick? Am I delirious? Should I go to scrapbooking tonight? He hasn't thrown up for 10 hours. Is this enough time? Is it really just a cold? Can someone change Henry's diaper for me? Man, he stinks. I am tired. What should I do...? Besides take a nap. I need to get out of here.



Comments:
I only know (thanks to today) what you should NOT do- and that is- shake him. DO NOT SHAKE HIM. He's already special enough. Henry cracks me up, he's like a mini me, boy style.
-Posted by Sarah on Friday, November 09, 2007 - 1:22 PM


The Kudos are for Henners.
-Posted by Sarah on Friday, November 09, 2007 - 1:22 PM


Welcome to the world of having Sarah type children. You just gotta think that soon he will be as great as Sarah is.
-Posted by Brookiemom on Saturday, November 10, 2007 - 9:33 PM

My doctor told me once that since i am a mom, and i get less sleep than anyone in my house, and i clean up all the dirty-irty messes i will BE SICK MORE THAN ANYONE ELSE. AHHH so far that has not happened but when i do get sick MAN DO I GET SICK. it is horrible!. I wash my hands all the time now! fanatical hand-washer. I do not let the kids lay on my pillow when they are sick either.
two weeks ago was sick had a fever, went about life like normal what else am i to do? the doctor told me to go home, go in my room, shut the door and go to sleep. HAHA the man is crazy what does he think the kids will do? play quietly to let mommy get her rest? HAHAHAHAHAHHa
Poor Aaron! not fun to be a sick baby. Poor R. not fun to be a mommy with sick kids. Especially when they cannot make it to the bathroom on their own!
-Posted by Mommy of Many on Friday, November 16, 2007 - 7:48 PM

he fixed you once, he can fix you again

you know that part in Toy Story 2?
where the repairman comes to fix woody's arm?
austen is doing that right now
he took the stool into his room
and sat on it in front of the bookcase
then he set woody on the shelf of his bookcase
then he took a matchbox car track case (the repairman's toolbox)
and opened it
and pretended to do stuff to woody, like shine his shoes and sew his arm and polish his eyes
austen told his brother that he couldn't play right now
"I'm busy, I have to fix woody"

Comments:
I love these blogs.
-Posted by Sarah on Wednesday, October 24, 2007 - 1:28 PM

That boy just keeps making me smile, he delights me from afar.
-Posted by Brookiemom on Thursday, October 25, 2007 - 5:55 PM

Sometimes my kids drive me crazy and then they do something so cute and so funny, wonderful, great that i remember why i love being a mom. Then we just have to remember to write it down so we can look and laugh again and again. Thanks for sharing this one.
-Posted by Mommy of Many on Sunday, October 28, 2007 - 11:26 PM

what in the world

Austen told me today that he wanted to wear long pants so he didn't have to smell his knees.

and then the avocado exploded!

and then the avacado exploded!
You know those "back pains" I was having? Well, it turns out that my gall bladder was "exploding" (that is a medical term) I just got home from a 3 night hospital stay and an emergency surgery. I am fine. Thank you for all your prayers.

Comments:
I am soo glad you are okay!!!! Sarah told me you were in the hospital. poor you! i love your my space! your cakes are beautiful! and so are your kids! feel better!
-Posted by Mommy of Many on Sunday, September 30, 2007 - 10:21 AM

Another smash hit, Tyson

I love it when Ty does the shopping. He always comes home with something new and exciting. Ususally it is something like a frozen pizza or a bottle of sprite, but today he brought home 'The Adventures of Little Brown Bear, volume 2'. It is stupid. (Even Tyson has admited that he is uneasy the whole time he is watching it) Also, he brought me cookie dough ice cream, so he is redeemed. The boys liked the stupid bear show. I think it is translated from French because the phrasing just sounded a little off. Like: "you are always so horrible to me, dad-dy" Telling your kid he can't plant flowers in the rain is not horrible, chaining him to a pipe is. Anyway. I am going to eat my ice cream now.


Comments:
Don't forget to mention that each episode of Little Brown Bear is literally 3 minutes long with one of those minutes taken up by opening and closing credits. The DVD reads, 10 episodes, 30 minutes run time.
-Posted by Tyson Aaron on Sunday, September 23, 2007 - 10:40 PM

Was he shopping at Wal Mart and got the video for $1.00 I have seen those there. Gotta love the parent who chains its young to a pipe.
-Posted by Brookiemom on Monday, September 24, 2007 - 2:16 PM

us

me: "Austen, you wanna snuggle?"

him: "No, I want to snuggle"

me: "Hey, Austen, Aaron spit up on me."

him: "giggle giggle"

me: "Henry has green socks"

him: "giggle, no he doesn't, he has white hair."

me: "no, I said he has green socks. Alex has brown hair."

him: "giggle giggle. No he doesn't, he has a Thomas puzzle"

me: "okay, but he has brown hair too"

him: "...and it has a bridge and a tunnel and a track and a hill..."

me: "my tummy hurts."

him: "okay, you want me to rub your back?"

(This conversation made me happy so I am sharing it, by the way, Alex does have brown hair)

sleeping in

I was talking to my husband recently and we (I) came to the conclusion that I had not slept in past, say, 9:00 for about a year. This is due in large part to him (husband) having to chaperone a teen sleepover or similar every other weekend and also to me being pregnant. I hate being pregnant. I am so uncomfortable when I am pregnant that I cannot sleep. I love to sleep, too.

I had a backache this morning, they start in my back and before long the ache turns into a clench and it moves all the way to my stomach. The first time this happened I thought that I had a stomach ache. I took some Tums. Tums do not work on backaches. I stayed in bed even after Ty took the bus to work. Even though the kids were already up. I thought, they can wait for breakfast for another half-an-hour. I heard some screaming. I waited it out. Austen came in and told me he accidentally hurt Henner. I went then to check on Henry. To my surprise, he was in his high chair. With a bowl of cereal. With milk in it. AND a sippy cup full of milk. Austen had a similar setup on his side of the table. I called Ty. "did you feed the kids breakfast?" He did not. Austen did!

My 3 year old got bowls down, got cereal out, poured cereal, got milk out, poured milk, got sippy cup out, filled sippy cup and made breakfast for himself and his brother. The only thing missing was spoons. Kids can eat cereal without spoons, though. I was so proud. I used to think he was behind on stuff because he didn't talk or dress himself as soon as other kids. Tyson and I came to the conclusion that Austen is a man of action. He doesn't talk about making breakfast, he does it.

Comments:
word.
I kid. What a smart boy! I am so proud of my little nephew. That story almost made me cry. I miss you guys so much.
-Posted by Sarah on Friday, September 14, 2007 - 1:37 PM

Austen is a lot like his mama, self sufficient and a caregiver. Love the bubba
-Posted by Brookiemom on Tuesday, September 18, 2007 - 4:33 PM

sarah told me this story it is great, what an awesome kid!
-Posted by Mommy of Many on Thursday, September 27, 2007 - 9:37 PM

Austen will like that, I think

This was Austen's prayer today:

"Thank you for Drew and for falling and I am sorry for it and I tried to stop it and he is okay and thank you for it."

(Drew fell down the stairs last night, thankfully, he is okay)

Also he said:
"I want butter and ketchup on my sandwich, that should be good. Austen will like that, I think"

(butter is, as you may remember, actually mayo)

Comments:
I laughed so hard I almost spit out my nectarine.
-Posted by Sarah on Thursday, September 13, 2007 - 1:21 PM


The boy does definitely have an overdeveloped sense of responsibility. Was that all he was having on his sandwich, butter and ketchup?
-Posted by Brookiemom on Thursday, September 13, 2007 - 8:48 PM

it wasn't actually a sandwich, it was a hotdog on a bun, he called it a sandwich. I think it is appropriate to have mayo and ketchup on a hotdog.
-Posted by spe©ialbekah on Thursday, September 13, 2007 - 10:44 PM

Babies doctoring babies

I asked Austen what he wanted to do when he grows up. He told me he wants to cut hair. But only Henner's hair. I told him that he can't make enough money to eat only cutting Henner's hair. He said he wanted to comb Henner's hair too. When I told him that even with combing Henry's hair he still wouldn't make enough money to eat, he was a little disappointed so he decided to be a doctor. A babies doctor, only babies. "I only want to doctor the babies" he said.

Inspection!

Austen has a flashlight. He likes to inspect things with it. After I changed Aaron's diaper Austen showed up with his flashlight to inspect my work. "Let me see here... (here he lifted up the front of the diaper by Aaron's tummy up and shined the beam from the flashlight in) yup, it's all changed. This diaper is CLEAN!" I am glad he was there to make sure.

Comments:
ha ha ha.

Good job, Austen.
-Posted by Sarah on Friday, August 31, 2007 - 9:47 PM

You have the funniest stories about your boys, a laugh riot at the O house.
-Posted by Brookiemom on Wednesday, September 12, 2007 - 1:50 PM

This is absolutely the funniest ever. I can imagine him doing that.
-Posted by Brookiemom on Thursday, September 13, 2007 - 8:51 PM

"The Best 7 Minutes Ever" or "What Can Happen to Your Living Room While Your Back is Turned"

Sarah called me and we got on the subject of one of our former favorite pastimes: watching Mystery Science Theater 3000. Specifically: "Winged Potato", "Grandma Daughter", and "Zap "MY DRINKIN' ARM'S HEALED" Rowzdower" So, we decided to watch one, together, 2000 miles apart, via youtube, a cellphone and synchronized play-button-hitting. I turned the volume up as high as it would go and she listened in on her end (she was at work). I turned my back on my kids and determined to ignore them for the next 7 minutes and 2 seconds. A lot can happen in 7 minutes and 2 seconds... to my living room: Austen spit an entire bottle of water on Henner, Henner unfolded all the clothes on the couch, Henner dismantled said couch, Aaron woke up and demanded that he be fed, the timer went off for the peach crisp that was in the oven, Austen told me that the timer went off for the peach crisp that was in the oven, Austen told me again that the timer went off for the peach crisp that was in the oven (that's okay, I like it a little crispy), and last but not least, Austen dismantled a cement mixer. (it was a matchbox car, okay) Still at the end of all this, I found that it was worth it, I spent a great 7 minutes with my sister although she is 2000 miles away. We vowed to do it again. Next time I will put the kids to bed first.


Comments:
awww- I love it!
-Posted by Sarah on Monday, August 20, 2007 - 7:16 PM

Or, your children can run down the street naked to the park; be spotted by a passing driver, and have the police show up to ask if that was your children nekked, alone and at the park. Only to be sure that your children were where they were supposed to be, naked and at the park.
-Posted by Brookiemom on Wednesday, September 12, 2007 - 1:47 PM

Frunch Toast

Austen needs a shirt to eat breakfast. Today he said he needs a shirt to eat "frunch toast" on his way to get said shirt, he asked me, "where did you come from?" I replied, "from my mommy's tummy" to which he stated, "Oh! I like you at my house!"

Comments:
ah ha ha ha ha.
That's the best, ever.
-Posted by Sarah on Thursday, July 26, 2007 - 12:22 PM

My other funny child

Today Austen was asked if he thought the pizza liked him. He informed us that, like butter, pizza doesn't have eyes.

Comments:
aww! yay!!! That made me laugh out loud. I love it.
-Posted by Sarah on Tuesday, June 26, 2007 - 6:47 PM

The kid is way to smart for the likes of you two, by that I mean, you and Ty, not Henry and Aaron. They are just thinking all those things, they can't put them into words yet.
-Posted by Brookiemom on Wednesday, June 27, 2007 - 8:25 PM

Funny Little Aaron

Well, he's not funny, but the noises he makes are. Except when you are trying to sleep. I AM SO TIRED!

Comments:
that's unfortunate.
-Posted by Sarah on Tuesday, June 26, 2007 - 6:48 PM

and- what about funny Henry?
-Posted by Sarah Wednesday, June 27, 2007 - 12:32 PM

I have other funny children

Just in case you thought Henry was the only one who did cool stuff, this came out of Austen's mouth today:

Austen: I like butter (which is actually mayo)

Tyson: The butter likes you

Austen: The butter doesn't like me because the butter doesn't have eyes!


Note: If you ask him if inanimate objects are happy or sad, he will reply that they are neither because they don't have eyes. He realizes that if something does not have eyes, it is in fact not living.

Comments:

That made me LOL.
I still vote that the butter likes him. How could it not, eyes or no?
-Posted by Sarah on Saturday, May 19, 2007 - 8:56 PM

Mark said that there are creatures who live in caves which don't have eyes. I said awwww how cute, I say that with eyes like Austen, who or what wouldn't like him.
-Posted by Brookiemom on Saturday, May 19, 2007 - 10:04 PM

Mrs. O., I really rather enjoyed this blog and was set to give you kudos for it, but then Mr. O. informed me you stole it from him, and so to him I must give two verbal kudos. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it is only what is right. However, so as not to incite your wrath, I will give you one kudo for posting this before him.
-Posted by Paul on Sunday, June 24, 2007 - 9:25 PM

oooh, finger prick!

You know the movie, Elf? You know the part where Buddy is at the Doctor's office being tested to see if Walter is really his father? You know how he eats the cotton balls? You know how when Walter tells him to stop and he keeps sneaking them and eating them? I saw Henry do that! Austen's Sunday School project involved gluing cotton balls to a paper and when he brought it home, he dropped it on the floor where Henry found it and started to eat it. (just the cotton ball part, not the paper) When I tried to take it away from him, he quickly snatched one more cotton ball off the paper and before I could pry it from his sticky little hand... he popped it in his mouth. I'm pretty sure he said "mmmm" as he did it, too.

Comments:
Wow, that Henry is a lot like Sarah and the worm incident. Sarah, don't eat that worm, it is yucky. Then later with dirt around her mouth, she reappears, and denies forever that she actually ate the worm. Gotta love those strong willed children. MMMMMMMMM.
-Posted by Brookiemom on Thursday, February 08, 2007 - 12:32 AM

Ah ha ha ha ha! I LOVE IT. Heners is the best.
That movie is good too.
-Posted by Sarah on Friday, May 04, 2007 - 3:20 PM

John Blackstar

Current mood: morose
Tyson made me watch John Blackstar in French. There were these dwarfs that appeared to laugh when Dr. Blackstar brushed dirt off his shoulder and a bad guy who was blue and had some kind of flame-throwing bazooka. Also, the bad guy had a hat with one horn. This was the worst night of my life. Did I mention that it was in French?
I was also made to watch the Get Along Gang. I can't even talk about it.

Comments:
"Did I mention that it was in French?"
Oui.
-Posted by Sarah on Friday, May 04, 2007 - 3:20 PM

Henry

Henry likes sitting in Austen's booster seat at the table. It is not mealtime, and he is just sitting there because it makes him feel big and important. Evidently I am not allowed to write quizzes when I am pregnant because my own husband only got 4 out of 10 on it. I think this is because I am a random craving generator when I am pregnant and the answers change from one day to the next. Sorry, Tyson. You know me better than that, I know.

Comments:
keep writing them, I got like a 7 or somethin.
-Posted by Sarah on Friday, May 04, 2007 - 3:21 PM