Zelda Rare IV

In the car the other day on our way back from Nashville:

Jack: Look! It's a fire engine truck thingy!

Me: Where? Where?

Jack (while pointing to a pick up truck that has a couple of ladders on it): Over there! The fire engine truck is over there!

Me: Well, it does have a ladder......

Jack: Cause it's a fire engine truck. Come on Mom!

Zelda Rare III

In the car on the way home from Ming's Garden the other day, Jack overheard my mom talking about how he got rice all over his clothes. This is the conversation that followed:

Jack: Rice makes me happy.........Chicken makes me MEAN!

Hee-Hee: Ha, ha, how sweet. He said "Rice makes me happy."

Jack: No! Rice not make you happy. Rice makes ME happy.

Hee-Hee: Oh, okay, I'm sorry. Rice makes you happy.

Jack: And somedays, chicken makes me mean!

He must have eaten a little too much chicken! There was more to the conversation, but that's all I can remember. Just made me laugh.

Ode to Camp Wiregrass

(Sorry about the picture; it's the best one I could find online.) I've been thinking lately about Camp Wiregrass. This is where I used to go to camp as a camper and then as a counselor as I got older. I would go every summer; one summer I went like 3 weeks in a row. Since I've had kids though I haven't been able to go. So, that's like three years or maybe four since I've been. Might not sound like a big deal, really it's not I suppose, but I often think about what's going on there right now and how much fun the kids are probably having.

I remember swimming in the pool together on those sweltering hot days, painting the tables and walls of the craft hut, going to canteen and getting sour straws and Dr. Pepper, shaving cream fights, going on hikes in the woods, and many, many more fun camp things. From the outside this camp wasn't one that sounded like it'd be too fun. Compared to all the other camps out there and the ones you see portrayed on movies, Camp Wiregrass seemed kinda like a dud. No horseback riding, no big lakes with giant bouncy things, no jetskis, no ropes course or zip lining. None of those modern camp things. But I don't think I would ever go to any other camp over Camp Wiregrass.

The most memorable times happened down in the little chapel in the woods. This was where we'd having worship every night and have devotionals in the morning. This is also where we had talent shows and skits and such. The chapel was basically the "soul" of the camp. Any range of emotions were shared here. This was where I got up and sang and played the guitar in front of a bunch of people and felt totally at ease. That was the great thing about this camp. By the end of the week, you felt like these people were part of your family. Really, in a sense, they are. They're all part of God's family which makes this camp the best I've ever been to, and miss it so badly. Since we live out in the country and are constantly around nature, I'm reminded of it more often. I really could go on and on about all the fun things and memories from camp, but will stop here so as not to bore you to death.

So, there is my short ode to Camp Wiregrass, my home away from home.

Music To My Ears

This is a lovely song that Jack made up recently:

I see the moon,
And the moon makes me happy,
And the moon is on the trees,
And the moon is above the trees;

And the moon is on the trees,
And the moon is above the trees;

And the moon is on the CD movie player,
And the moon is on Mama,
And the moon is on Riley,
And the moon is on Hee-Hee;

And the moon is on Jack,
And the moon is on the trees.

Zelda Rare II

For the past 3 weeks, Jack has been going around saying "Buzz Lightyear, Talkin' Man. Come in, Talkin' Man. Can you hear me? To Infinity......And Beyond."
He also likes to repeat "And Be......and be.......and be....." many times before getting to "and beyond!"

I've seen Toy Story (many, many times now, thank you Jack) and I was pretty sure they never said anything about this "Talking Man." So, I've been trying to figure it out. Where has he heard this from and why has he decided that Buzz Lightyear is one. Then yesterday, as we were watching our daily showing of Toy Story, I was just kind of listening when I heard this and it finally dawned on me: "This is Buzz Lightyear here calling to STAR COMMAND. Come in, STAR COMMAND. Can you hear me?"

Duh! I feel so dumb! That should definitely be on one of the cards in the game Mad Gab.

Zelda Rare

Jack had woken up from his nap and was in the bedroom calling for me. So, I went in there and laid down next to him. He was just laying there looking at me when all of the sudden...

Jack: I forget.

Me: What did you forget?

Jack: To give you a kiss.

Too sweet!

***UPDATE***

An update on the drama that ensued in front of our house yesterday:

I called my mom while it was going on. Well, she ended up making a call to someone who then made a call to someone who ended up calling the cops. Things got kind of confused down the line and the cops thought that someone had heard gunshots at The Waters (which is a cool little neighborhood town-like place if you're not from around here). So, the police were riding around that neighborhood trying to figure out where the gunshots had been fired, probably causing a small-scale panic to those who were around at the time. Anyways, they figured out that they were in the wrong place.

Eventually, I was looking out the window and saw three cop cars pull up to the house. So, I went out and told them what had happened and they collected a bunch of shell casings from the ground. I think they were kind of disappointed that they didn't catch the guys doing it and they told me to call them right away if that same car ever showed up again. So, that was my drama for the day, yesterday.

Today, on the other hand, held a whole new drama of it's own. Riley pooped in the tub.......again.....and AFTER I had bathed both of the kids. So, I had to take both of them out, take all the toys out, clean the tub, refill it, put the kids back in, and bathe them again. My mom and I have both gotten so used to this happening, I've gotten the routine down pretty well. The only step left is the dreaded task of cleaning all the bath toys, again. The reason I was having to give them a bath in the middle of the day was because of this: