In these financial times, we could all take a tip from Seth Green. Really, how often do you see famous Hollywood actors being this responsible with their money?
Pastor Chad (PC) - my husband & travel companion. He blogs too!
Asher - our son, born in June 2006, ALWAYS on the move & always talking!
Chancery - our daughter born Aug 2008, a little chatterbox, who always has a smile.
Kotex has come out with some new products & as a way to promote them, they have made some very interesting commercials. Here are two examples of social experiments they did:
And here’s their response to the typical women’s hygiene ads:
They definitely are memorable, do they make you want to buy their product?
The other day we were driving by some farms & Asher pointed one out & said, “That’s where Willem lives!”
We asked, “Do you mean MISTER Willem?”
“No, just Willem!” he replied. (Having multiple people of various ages with the same name has caused us some confusion before. We now refer to three of our friends as “Miss Julie,” “Different Miss Julie,” and “Different, Different Miss Julie.”)
So I told him, “Well, Mister Willem lives on a farm, but not that farm; and your friend Willem doesn’t have a farm, he just lives on a yard.”
Asher thought for a moment & then asked, “Where does he sleep?”
“Well, he sleeps at his house,” I said.
I knew where this was going, but I had to wait for Asher to say it anyway. I wasn’t disappointed. “But Willem just lives on a yard, and if he doesn’t have a house, he doesn’t have a bed to sleep in.”
So, we explained, “Willem has a house on the yard that he lives in, but he doesn’t live on a farm like MISTER Willem does.”
You could just see the gears spinning in his head before he asked, “Who’s Mr. Willem?”
“Mr. Willem is Miss Angela’s husband,” we said.
“Oh, well, where does he live?” Asher asked.
About this time we got to our destination & were given a bit of a reprieve from all the questions when he suddenly exclaimed, “Look, there’s a PARK!!!”
Asher – 3.5 years
Chancery – 1.5 years
Asher: “I have Chancery’s book, I have the cow, the world is MINE!”
Asher: “What? You want me to give Chancery her book?”
Chancery: “Thank you for giving the book back.”
Asher: “Sure, but I’m keeping the cow.”
Chancery: “That’s a pretty nice cow you have there…”
Asher": “Forget it, I already gave you the book.”
Chancery: “Please, oh please, can’t I have the cow?”
Asher: “Nope, I don’t know what has happened to it!”
Chancery: “It’s the strangest thing!”
A friend sent me this link last week, & I thought it was too good not to share. I myself, have taken issue with reading something that’s not grammatically correct. Though I can’t say that I take it as far as this guy does.
Asher decided to tip a full basket of toys out the other morning & I told him that he needed to get it all cleaned up. He pretended to work at it for awhile, playing with most of the toys rather than putting them away.
After a few minutes he asked me for help & when I told him that it was his responsibility because he had decided to dump them out, he turned to Chancery instead & appealed to her, “Please, Chancery, can you help me clean up these toys? It’s a big job and it’s very boring. Can you please help me?”
Surprisingly she said “No!”
At snack time Asher suddenly exclaimed loudly, “Look, Mum! She’s drooling!”
I said, “That’s ok, Chancery’s just trying to eat her snack.”
“No!” said Asher, “it’s going to be gross & yucky if she drools all over the place!”
If that’s the thing we get most worked up about, I think we’re doing ok.
Chancery likes to sing, and her favourite song at the moment is “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star”. However, sometimes she gets a bit stuck like a little broken record goes on & on with, “How I wonder what you are. How I wonder what you are… How I wonder what you are.”
Unfortunately, most of the time when I get out the camera to catch her in the act, she stops & says, “Cheesies!” After many unsuccessful attempts, I proudly present, Chancery singing “Twinkle, Twinkle”!
At lunch yesterday the kids were eating some banana. I gave Chancery a chunk & she quickly gnawed away at it until it was only about 1/2 and inch tall. She set it down on her plate & said, “Potty!”
I didn’t really know what she was talking about, so I didn’t really acknowledge her. Apparently my response was less than satisfactory. Chancery then announced, “Mummy, Mummy, Mummy! Chancery made a potty!”
Indeed, it did look much like a child’s potty chair. However, I was just trying to get the kids to eat their fruit. After that she refused to eat anymore. Maybe she felt she just couldn’t top a masterpiece like that.
Asher - 3.5 years
Chancery - 1.5 years
Chancery: “Asher, today I’m going to teach you how to be a ballerina… or is it ‘ballerino’ if you’re a boy?”
Chancery: “I guess it doesn’t matter too much. Anyway, stand like so, with your heels together.”
Chancery: “I guess that’s close enough, then we’re going to kick up one leg.”
Asher: “Like this, Chancery?”
Chancery: “Sure, and when you get good like me, you can kick it WAY up, like this!”
With PChad having his office in the house, the main reason he leaves is to go to meetings. The kids have caught on to this trend & Chancery decided to turn it into a sort of game.
She put her hoodie up & declared that she was off to a meeting. After she walked around the halls for awhile she came back to tell me, “All done meeting!”
Fake Eggplant Parmesan
I never know how to cook Eggplant, so I never buy it, but when McMommy posted this recipe awhile ago, I figured I’d give it a shot… AND IT WAS SOOOO GOOD! But, just so you know, it doesn’t reheat well, so I’d advise just making enough for your meal & not necessarily doing the whole eggplant.
1 eggplant, peeled and sliced into rounds (not too thin but not too thick)
2 eggs, beaten
Italian seasoned bread crumbs
Shredded mozzarella cheese
Grated Parmesan cheese
1/2 teaspoon dried basil
Pre-heat oven to 350 degrees.
Drizzle of olive oil all over a baking tray. Dip the eggplant slices in the egg, then the bread crumbs. Give it a good breading on both sides. Then lay them on the baking tray. Repeat for all remaining slices (do not overlap...make sure they are all a single layer) and then put in oven at 350 degrees for 10 minutes. Flip slices, add another drizzle of olive oil if needed, and then bake for another 10 minutes. (They will come out nice and crispy this way!)
After they are done, drizzle some spaghetti sauce over and around them. Then sprinkle some mozzarella and parmesan cheese on top. Also give it a nice sprinkling of dried basil. Bake for another 20 minutes or so, until cheese is nice and melted and golden brown. Enjoy!
Chancery has decided to answer questions with “Yeah” rather than “Yes” lately, and PChad & I have been trying really hard to correct that habit of hers. Of course, that makes us more conscious of all the times WE say “Yeah” as well.
So, we ask her a question, she answers, “Yeah!” we ask her to say “yes” instead, & on it goes.
Of late, she has decided this can become a fun game. When we ask her to say “yes,” she instead started answering, “Yes, SIR!” I tried telling her that I’m not a sir, but she just got more determined that this was a funny answer.
Better yet, a few days ago instead of saying, “Yes, Sir,” she began to answer with, “Yes, in the army!” We were a bit puzzled until we heard Asher singing, “I’m in the Lord’s Army…” later that night.
Watching a child’s sense of humour develop is a wonderful thing.