The kids keep saying stuff I swear i wont forget which means that it's likely I won't even be able to tell Spencer that night what it was. So I'm going to record a few of my favorites. The title of the post is from dinner last night when we had quiche. I'm not sure who said it first but soon they were all in agreement and saying it repeatedly to assure eachother of it's veracity. You'll notice that bad guys come up a lot around here.
Just now, I told Layla to stay on the couch watching a movie so that I could shower. To that she said in her sugary-sweet voice, which each word prounouced clearly and separately, the way she does, "Can I come and see yo' bottom and see if you have a taiw (tail)?"
Campbell's prayers have been focused on mainly one thing lately: bad guys. Please bless all the bad guys to want to be good guys, or please bless that no bad guys come but if they do, Abby will bite them and Cadence will punch them and Layla will scratch them and I will kick them and punch them, because I really want to punch a bad guy. Or, please bless Miss Leslie (preschool teacher) that no bad guys will come but I will punch them if they do...
Last Saturday as we were cleaning the playroom, Cadence (who was constantly trying to create a persuasive enough argument to get her out of the rest of the work) began complaining of a very minor scrape or bump. Spencer reminded her of Gramps Clive's addage "Pain is an old friend". "Oh, Dad...you don't have to tell me about pain. I've had my foot bleeding, I've had a fingernail fall off, I've had my thumb ripped off, I've had...." and on and on as she listed every major and minor injury she could recall. Then she proudly showed me her muscles and said, "See mom, did it make me stronger?" Just as Gramps says it does :)
Another thing Cadence has done which has really impressed me is her piano practice. She's only been in lessons for about a month and she was assigned this week a really simple, but complicated compared to the 3-note songs she's been playing, Ode to Joy. After several minutes of practice, she became exasperated. She and I continued to work and work and I became leary of her getting too frustrated and having bad feelings towards piano (which I want to stall as long as possible!) So I suggested she move on to her other book and we'd come back to that piece tomorrow, telling her that the rest might help her improve. She refused! She kept saying in frustration: "Oh, YOU PIANO!!! I JUST DON'T WANT TO..." I kept expecting her to finish that with, "do this" or "try" but it was: "NOT GET THIS SONG!!"
She tried and tried and tried. Then i had to make dinner, and she kept trying! She practiced that song at least an hour that night, and then as soon as she got home from school the next day, and every day this week. She has worked and worked at that song. She loves hearing herself play it. She told me, "I don't actually like the way it sounds, Mom. But I love being able to play it." Ah! It's like a mom's dream come true! Oh please oh please let that never change!
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Please, oh please keep writing all these things down, cause I can't ever remember what my kids say in the day. Although, a little trick I learned that has helped me to remember at least a few is to write them on my calendar. I have my own version of shorthand that I do so it doesn't take all day. Then, once every 5 years or so I try to transfer them to my journal. It has helped me preserve some of the best ones, at least.
Oh, Mardee, how I've missed you! I was just thinking about that last night, actually. Thanks for the updates! And yes, may Cadence's love for practice never die.
Sarah's lasted all of two days and now it is pulling teeth to get her to do something once a day - but even tortoises make progress despite themselves.
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