So cool!

Yet another great conversation in Scrivnerburg:

Mom: "Fancy, what does the sign on that house door say?"
Fancy: "I don't know. I was too busy trying to look cool."

They Did What!?

Watch out for those mints

QofD from Caleb: "My nose needed a drink because I put a mint up it and it was spicy!"

Awww…that’s sad.

"Caleb: The raindrops are God's tears.

Me: Why is God crying? Caleb: Because He misses the sun."

Popcorn, anyone?

Note to self: don't allow 5th grader to take microwave popcorn for Read & Feed time. Teacher will overcook it and cause the smoke alarms to go off. The fire department will completely disrupt the Read & Feed time.

I loved this Father's Day message from Austin in 2008.

Precious!

Caleb followed me into the bathroom this morning, and pulled out my bathroom scale. He asked me, "I three dollars?" (He meant pounds - dollars, pounds what's the difference?) So he got on the scale and waited for the numbers...when they popped up, he said excitedly, "I pecious!"
Next time I get on the scale, I think I'm going to declare myself precious too! Who cares what the numbers actually are?
He was just outside playing with the big kids and the dog, and he fell down. He came in the house crying like he'd lost a limb...apparently he fell down face first in the snow. After unbundling him and cuddling him for a minute, he was ready to tell me what happened..."Aspen my not friend." (Aspen is our dog.) It seems that Aspen got overly exuberant and caused Caleb to go crashing into the snow pile, nose first.

(right after his pronouncement that Aspen is no longer his friend.)