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Tonight David and I were at ANOTHER football meeting.  During the meeting I got a phone call from Reagan.  She was all upset!  Everyone was being mean to her... INCLUDING GRANDMA!  Grandma said that she couldn't watch T.V. until all her homework was done!  Are you kidding me?  No T.V.?  Oh my gosh, that is SO MEAN!!!  So, very unsympathetic like I told her that if she wanted to watch T.V. then she had better do her homework.  To which she said, "But mom!  I can't do my homework without you or dad!"  To which I asked, "Reagan, why can't you do your homework without your mom or dad?"  Well you see, part of her homework assignment is that she has to read this story to somebody, answer some questions and then have them sign it showing that she actually read it to them.  So I told her to read it to Grandma.  "But I can't read it to Grandma! I have to read it to you or dad!"  "Reagan, you can read it to Grandma!"  "NO I CAN'T!"  "Why can't you?"  "Because Grandma doesn't have a signature!"  I almost laughed out loud!  And then I noticed that she was dead serious!  I said, "Reagan, Grandma has a signature!"  "No she doesn't!"  "Reagan, Grandma has been signing her name her whole life!  If you don't believe me then go ask her!"  And then she says, "Do you think she could do it?"  "Yes Reagan, read it to Grandma and then she can sign it." "Okay mom, Bye."

Christmas band concert!

 This year we got to listen to two of our kids play in the Christmas band concert.  Ethan is once again in the Symphonic band (which is the highest level of band at the Jr. High).  And Bradon is in the Beginning band.  

Bradon along with all the trombone players had a special trombone piece.  They came to the front of the stage and we got to watch them play.  It was fun watching Bradon play.  Usually when we go to a band concert we literally just listen!  Our kids sit toward the back of the stage and it's nearly impossible to see them!

 

After the concert was over I had the boys let me take a picture of them.  It's hard to believe that they are getting so big!  7th and 9th grade!  Where has the time gone?

Pirate's chest!

I love nothing more than listening to some of the things Talan says.  He wants to be grown up like his older siblings, but if you're going to be grown up, then you need to sound grown up.  He listens closely to everything everyone says and then tries to repeat them at the appropriate times.  Sometimes he comes off like a brilliant 5 year old, very wise for his age!  And then sometimes he just gets it all wrong!

Today I was throwing a football back and forth with Talan.  He dropped the ball and his
Grandma Adair said, "Fumble!"  He looked at her and argued, "That wasn't a fumble!  That was wet hands!"  Shortly after that the ball hit the floor and bounced up and hit him in his privates.  He grabbed himself and said, "Oh that hit my PIRATE'S CHEST!"  Your pirate's chest?  What's your pirate's chest?  "You know, right here!" as he grabbed himself again.  Talan who told you that that was your pirate's chest?  "You did!"  I did?  "Yeah, you said that this was my pirate's chest (pointing to his pee pee), and this was my pirate's chest (pointing to his bum)."  Talan I said it was your PRIVATE PARTS!  "Oh my private chest!"  NO, your private PARTS!  "Oh my private parts!"  I couldn't help but to laugh!  I seriously thought that someone must have told him that that was his pirate's chest where all his gems were kept!

Simple mistake!  Nobody ever said that the English language was easy!