Sprinkler fun

So far this summer, the sprinklers have been a big hit - mostly with Trevor. Morgan is not too sure. She tolerates the sprinkler if the hose faucet is turned on about 10 degrees - or next to nothing. Trevor on the other hand like it on all the way. Imagine Morgan's reaction when he snuck into the garage to turn it on all the way while Morgan was bout 3 inches away from the sprinkler itself. She may run like a girl, but she sure can run. And scream. And cry. The people across the street were out and heard her (along with half of our neighborhood) and I'm sure were wondering what exactly was the cause of her distress.

I guess all the excitement led the kids to be thirsty. I would have gotten them some milk or juice... all they had to do was ask! Honest! (You can see in this picture exactly how little the water could be on for Morgan to even walk into the yard with the sprinkler on!)

The Rosebuds Singing Debut

For thier first song, Trevor takes the lead singer roll, with Morgan as a backup singer.

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And here they are singing "Jesus Loves Me" complete with the hand motions they learned at Marvelous Mondays Bible School:


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And finally, an old favorite. This is often the song we sing as we tuck the kids in for bedtime:

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Kid-isms

So I'm having a hard time with pictures today (I know - big surprise). So this post will be about all the fun things kids say - in their language.

Morgan

Pappy - her pacifier

boon boon - balloon

wasin ban ban - Raisin Bran (her favorite cereal)

Sleeping Judy - Sleeping Beauty

Yogurt - I know sounds like a food item. But you must hear it in context. When she plays with a Shrek toy, her toy is a "yogurt" which can be translated to ogre, as in "I'm an ogre."

I should add, that I don't think either Trevor or Morgan has seen any of the Shrek movies, so I don't understand the fascination with said toy (from a McDonald's Happy Meal). It could be that when you press the button it alternates between saying "I'm an ogre" and a belching noise. I hate to take it away, because when they do get a hold of it, the most beautiful sound occurs after each and every belch.... the infamous belly laugh of a child. You can never get enough of that!

Trevor

lellow - yellow (doesn't every kid do this? please say yes)

Banilla - vanilla

Basana - lasagna

Cash regger - cash register (one of his favorite toys)

Nickles - again, to you and I it sounds like money, but curiosity got the best of him during bathtime a few months ago, and he pointed to his chest and said "Mommy, what's this?" And I, wanting to be anatomically correct, told him they were nipples. He looks at me and said "Nickles?!?!" What could I say.

My 2 dishwashers

So Trevor has come up with some new ideas for his future career. After dinner, I asked Trevor to put his bowl and cup in the sink. And because he's such a little angel (?) he took it a step further and proceeded to wash the other dishes in the sink. I thanked him for doing that, and he asked me if he was a good dishwasher. I said of course. His reply: because I am going to be a dishwasher-man when I grow up! I asked him if he was sure about that, and he was. And then he told me was going to be grown up, a writer, a teacher, a painter, a builder, and a payer at grocery store (this is a cashier for those of you who don't know Trevor-speak). Here he is... getting a head start:

And of course Morgan was quick to join in the fun as well:

When I grow up, I want to be...

So, when you ask Trevor what he wants to be when he grows up, he replies he want to be a
firefighter, ambulance guy, policeman, a doctor, a train conductor, and a grown up. Really the whole firefighter-ambulance guy-policeman thing is everything to him. However, I found him practicing another "proposed profession" this morning:


Yes - thats right - a manicurist. Oh boy. Don't tell Brian or Papa about this one. Really kiddo, based on the final results, I think you should stick to being a firefighter.



After he finished Morgan's nails, he asked if he could have polish on his nails. I told him no. He asked why (all of you parents out there I'm sure KNEW this was the next question). I explained to him that nail polish was for girls. Again, he asked WHY. Somewhere in the depths of my brain, I was able to quickly come up with the response "well honey, only girls get to wear nailpolish, and boys get to wear those fun tattoos. Remember the Thomas tattoos you got?" He replies with an "oh yeah." I can't believe my answer satisfied him.

My Damaged Foot

So right before we left for baseball on Saturday, as I was walking out the front door, my ankle rolled. Have you ever done that? It hurts. It hurts A LOT. I have done it many times before, but something told me this was a bit different. As I said epletives to myself (Trevor was right in front of me, or else I may have said them out loud). I sat down with a tear in my eye. But we had things to do, places to go, so off to baseball we went. I thought if it still hurts when Brian gets home from work, maybe I'll go to the ER. But by the time 10:30pm rolled around, I was too tired. I had to work the next day, and by the end of my shift, the ER wasn't too busy, so I figured I'd head on up the the ER. The triage nurse sent me on my way to slower - I mean faster - care where I got some xrays taken. The Faster Care doctor examine me for all of about 35 seconds and decided I had a fracture.


A nurse came in and gave me the most wonderful invention in the world - this aircast. Now let me tell you, with every step I talk, even with my pitiful limping, everytime my right foot hit the ground it felt like a sharp dagger was going through every mucle and bone in the right side of my foot. I put this fancy aircast on - and the angels sang. I could actually stand and walk with very little pain.

I was told to follow up with a podiatrist, which I did the next day. Upon further review of my xrays, she said there was a small line on one of the bones in my foot that "might be a fracture, but she's not convinced" We may find its a stress fracture (basically a hairline fracture) but that is very difficult to see on xrays until you see signs of bone healing. So I will wear this cast for 2 weeks, which is when I follow up with her next. On the information sheets at the foot doctor's office, they asked what my goal of the visit was, I quickly replied "for my foot to be better by August 3rd, because that is when we leave for our Alasakan cruise, for our 10 year anniversary.

I'm back

I am trying once again... trying to do the blog thing and try to do it somewhat regularly. Not really too much going on in the Rose house these days. Trevor is doing baseball (working on skills... no real games yet). He so far seems to love it. Morgan is very envious and looks forward to the day she can be on the team too. Its for 3 and 4 year olds, so maybe next year we can sign her up. Here are some pictures from this morning.


The kids did get to see their first rainbow this week - very cool. I tried to get them to follow it to the pot of gold, but they didn't go for it. If you look real closely you can see it in this picture...





Well enough for now... I hope everyone is well!