A dose of Kunz a day: I can't think of a good enough title for this one...

Boys Boys Boys. . .

~Sept, 2012

We had some visitors over and of course A and E were bouncing off the walls. Head butting their legs, jumping on their back and freaking out. So I chucked them both in the kitchen and told them, "You are out of control." Angrily A turns to me, hands on his hips and snaps, "No Mom! YOU are out of control!"

~Aug. 2012

A comes up to me and tells me very officially, "Mom, I'm smarter than you. I'm not smarter than Dad, but I am smarter than you."

~July 4th, 2012

A and E were wrestling today and it was A's day. He was doing really good keeping his little brother subdued, although E put up a pretty good fight. Once they were finished, Daddy and I told E he did a really good job! He looked over at Daddy M angrily from the floor and said, "No, I din not!!" he flailed his arms on the ground and continued, "He's still alive!"

~June 2012

E and A were playing T-ball today with A's new gear. I of course laid down the rules. No hitting anyone with the bat. No swinging at the ball until every body and body part is clear. Simple enough. Not 5 minutes into it, I hear a blood curdling scream from A. E runs inside, eyes big, and says, "I din'n know what I was doing!" Big brother had a pretty good goose egg on his head.

My Ever Growing Bucket List

See Mammoth Cave in KY
Visit Fisher Towers in UT
Travel to the Lost Sea in TN
Horseback ride to Two Ocean Pass in WY
Tour the Barringer Crater in AZ
Visit the City of Rocks in Idaho
Travel around the world *I'll be more specific later*
Go to Hawaii!! -- one of these days dangit.
Become a skilled photographer
Finish school
Built my own home with McKay
Take a picture of me being in two places at once.
Go hunting with my family and actually kill something
Learn to sew with a sewing machine
Run the Hood to Coast or similar marathon
Go to a Broadway play in NY
Learn to Scuba Dive
Go rock climbing- no fake wall
Improve my writing skills.
Go to Goblin Valley
See Les Miserables on Broadway
See Phantom of the Opera on Broadway

Go to Jules Undersea Lodge, Key Largo, Florida

Saturday, May 30, 2009

I can't think of a good enough title for this one...

In our home we don't like to do the cute big brother sweetly holding little brother pictures that everyone seems to cherish so much. No no no- we prefer the big brother to be screaming because little brother is screaming and is touching him, kind of photo.

4 comments:

Meredith Williams said...: Oh my goodness.....this is hilarious!; June 1, 2009 at 5:13 PM
Anonymous said...: Cute kids!; June 1, 2009 at 5:20 PM
Sheri said...: I loved all these pictures and commentary that went with them. Just made me smile... well actually I was laughing!! Keep that camera rolling.

LOVE MOM; June 1, 2009 at 6:10 PM
Anonymous said...: Ha! I love it!; June 6, 2009 at 5:46 PM

Things I can't forget, Mostly Books!

Getting the Girl- Markus Zusak
I am the Messenger- Markus Zusak
Bel Canto- Ann Patchett
State of Wonder- Ann Patchett
Man's Search For Meaning- Viktor E. Frankl
Tears of the Giraffe- Alexander McCall Smith
The #1 Ladies Detective Agency
Animal Farm
The Memory Keeper's Daughter
The Help
The Kite Runner
No Biking in the House Without a Helmet
Razor's Edge
A Feast for Crows- George R. R. Martin
Agatha Christie- Author
Beautiful Lies- Lisa Unger
Chris Daughtry- Singer
Divergent- Veronica Roth
Every 15 minutes- Jody
Hanna's Daughters- good book?!
I am number 4
Jane Eyre Book
The Alchemist
The Message- book
Water for Elephants, the Book
color me mine for mugs! -Dear Lord, If You Can't Make Me Skinny, Please Make My Friends Fat
Movies- Freedom Riders, Sabrina
Need to See: Pure Luck

Boys Boys Boys. . . IX

~April-May 2012

-E's new thing to say when he gets in trouble is this, " Mommy, you jus' hurt my hawrt" or "you jus' broked my hawrt." Usually through his crocodile tears.

-A who knows everything being almost 5 is caught explaining to his brother where chocolate milk comes from, "E, chocolate milk comes from chocolate cows! And white milk comes from white cows!"

~January-April 2012

-A, "Mom, I'm sorry for burping at the table aand my tummy is sorry too."

-Whenever I ask for a reason behind E's logic, he just responds with, "Just cause Mom." Or if I ask him why he did something he'll answer with, "I jus' did."

-A during his prayers lately, "Please bless Mommy's baby in her tummy that it will be safe when it's born."

-A and E are especially excited about having a new brother or sister. They especially want a little sister. A has actually already picked out a name for a girl, "Audrey McKinnley" Audrey for his best friend in pre-school and McKinnley because he knows I like that name.

-wise words from A before I went to work, "Be safe mom! And don't hit anybody and don't bite."

-Thomas the Tank Engine is on, so Daddy M asked E. "Who is that?" and he responds with, "Dats... Thomas S. Monson!"

~October 19th, 2011

While driving in the car I was trying to explain to A something and he thought I was being silly. But I couldn't tell by his expression. He just looked at me somberly and quietly informed me: Mom. . . You said something silly. I'm going to laugh now. . . *hehahahehheheaha!*

~September 2011

Me: A, where do babies come from?

A ponders this for a moment: They come from Jesus.

Me: ohhhh, so how do they get here?

A: Jesus, uhh, guides them down to Earth so they don't hit the ground.

Boys Boys Boys. . . VIII

~9.3.11
Daddy got his appendix taken out, so we sent the boys to Grammy and Papa's house. A had a bit of trouble with this. He woke up twice in the night screaming. The first time he was having a nightmare and Grammy came to his rescue. The second time Papa came and asked him what was wrong. Groggily he responded, "I don't feel safe." Surprised, Papa asked him what he said. A, looked right at Papa, and gave him the ornery 'I cannot believe you did not hear me look', tilted his head and said, " I... do. not... feel... safe." Clearly Papa must be hard of hearing, so speaking slowly makes the difference.

~7.12.11
While playing with A and E, A decided he was going to be the bad guy and proclaimed vehemently, "I am the MOST evil A in the HISTORY of the world!"

~7.11.11
As I was unpacking, I asked A to throw some trash away for me. Grudgingly he took it and informs me, "I am not a garbage man Mommy."

~6.7.11
We took a trip to Oregon a few days ago and when you land at the PDX airport, you come in really close to the Columbia River, my son A noticed this and screamed: WE'RE GONNA LAND IN THE RIVER!!!!

~4.22.11 A after dying our eggs, picks one up and looks at what apparently is the eggs bum and says, "Mommy, it's bummy doesn't have an owie on it!"

Boys Boys Boys. . . VII

~4.15.11

I unrolled A's window while in the car because it's nice outside, and this is the response I get: Mom, you're making me trazy! I want to keep my hair beauriful and the wind in messing it up. I want it to be beauriful! This is making me trazy!

~4.15.11

A while in the grocery store pointing to the rogue bird flying around: Mommy, the birdie is detting his groceries. He needs to get food for his nest!

~3.24.11

From my 3 1/2 year old, "My peepers is tired." . . . I ask him,"Why is it tired?" . . . he sighs deeply at me, looking very troubled and says, " Because it's going to bed. In my undies in my pants."

~2.6.11

A after he said a prayer for bed and asked Heavenly Father to help make him feel better came up to me and said, "Mommy, Heavenly Father is making me feel better. He helped me."

~2.6.11

A while in a lukewarm bath to help cool him down looks up at us, teeth chattering and says, "Look! My teeth are dancing!"

~1.11.11

A is now 3 1/2 and E is now a few weeks from 2.

Me: Can you help E get a drink of water?

A: No I tan't. I'm too big and strong.

Me: A, pleeeease. He would really like it.

A: No, I am too busy Mom.

~Dec. 2010

A after I caught him eating a cookie, I heard him singing this: Toookie. Dotta eat it faastur so Mommy tan't find out!

Boys Boys Boys. . . Part VI

~Nov 1st 2010

My son E was sitting in my lap and up comes my son A, he looks at me, points to my lap, and calmly, but officially says, "Mom, you're missing anuder lap for me." Needless to say, I made room for my little cutie!

~October 2010

A: We're awl doe-ing to doe to Heaven!

Me: I sure hope so A!

A: It's doe-ing to be SO much fuuun!

*I think he has the right idea. :)*

~October 18th 2010

A from downstairs conspired with E: E let's doe upstairs and till (kill- which he said menacingly) Mommy and Daddy!

Me: A, that's not very nice. We feed you!

A creeps slowly upstairs with an evil grin holding out his murder weapon- a spinning toy light. He walks slowly toward us and pokes both of us in the head. M "dies" and then I do. A laughs at his triumph and then decides to revive Daddy by kissing him. Which always works after you till someone.

Boys Boys Boys. . . Part V

~Aug 20th 2010

While we're driving in the car, A decides to keep talking and talking and talking. I tell him to shoosh because I can't hear the people I'm talking to and he responds with: Shhhh Mommy! Knock dat attitude off!

~Aug 11th 2010

A and E are sitting on a chair together watching Avatar: The Last Airbender with me when out of the blue A hugs E and says, "Eesen, you're my best friend." :)

~Aug 11th 2o1o

A is looking at bugs while we're outside and he finds one,"It's an ant Mommy. Dotta till it!!" He looks around for a weapon. Finds a stick and wacks the thing to death, looks at me sweetly and says, "Awwww, it's all better now. I made it feel better!."

~Aug 1st 2010

Me: Ok A it's time for your nap.

A in quiet desperation pleas: Nooooooooooooo.

Me, not changing my mind: Why not?

A thinks for a bit, brightens and explains: Because I not sposed to be asleep!

Me: Ahhhh.... well how about in a few hours?

A: Nope. I not sposed to be asleep.

Me: What about tonight?

A more firmly: Nope! I not sposed to be asleep ever!

~June
Anytime we are driving and A sees that we have to stop, he reminds us of the driving rules: Red means stop, green means go! and lellow means go fasterrr!!

~June 27th 2010

Me: A you're cute!

A, agitated that I've done this again retorts: I'm NOT cute! I'm A!

Me: You're cute and A!

A really cheesed now: I'm nooooot cute! I'm A!

Me: Ok. Ok. Fine.

Boys Boys Boys. . . Part IV

~June 23rd 2010

While trying to change E's poopy diaper with him fighting me tooth and nail, I became exasperated, finally telling him, "E! You should be thanking me for this. I'm giving you a fresh diaper kid!"

He stops wiggling all over the place. Looks straight at me and calmly says, "day-doo. Day-doo" (thank you). For the rest of the diaper change, he lay there nice and still for me.

~May 25th 2010
E while eating his breakfast: Aaaaayyyyyyyeeeeeeeeoooooouuuhhhhhh!
A staring at E across the table, highly offended: Mommy, Eee*** taltin' bout me!

~May 5th 2010

A after some reflective thinking in timeout: I. want to. APAUSOGIZE!!

~May 1st 2010
A exclaims to me: It's SUNNYDAY Mom! Lets go to uh church!

~April 16th 2010
Me: A! IF you PUT that rock in your mouth, you're going to timeout!!
A is sitting there with rock in hand, glowering at me and then we both started to smile and busted up laughing. I was laughing because the thought that I actually had to yell at another human being for trying to eat a rock was hilarious to me and A... he was laughing because I was laughing.

~April 6th 2010
I've been working around the house today and was noticing A unstacking our books and piling them in the corner. I assumed he was just making a big mess, but he started to step on the books and stretched himself as high as he could, reaching with all his might up against our entertainment center. I asked: "A, what are you doing??"
A with his hands stretched high and his foot pointed out like a ballerina: "I'm... um, detting up to thee uh... sky!"

A to E: Tum here Eee*** silly boy!

Boys Boys Boys. . . Part III

~Mar. 16th 2010
A and I went shopping and we stopped in at an athletic store. I found some things I liked and we went into the dressing room so I could try them on. As soon as I took my shirt off. A yelled at the top of his lungs, "YOU DAT NIPPLES MOMMY!!" I. could. have. died. *No nipples were present during this encounter, besides maybe A's as he flashed me.*

~Mar. 1st 2010
I went upstairs to say hi to Daddy, A was in the same room as us as Daddy greets me with, "Hello Lover!" and gives me a hug.
A runs over and exclaims "I lover you too Mommy!" and bear hugs my leg. :)

~Feb. 2010
After I put A to bed for the third time; I slowly hear a door open. *pause*
Me: A. GO. TO. BED!
A: I go show you ahh the tunnel!
Me growing more stern and annoyed: Go to bed A!
A: I go show you the tunnel taye Mommie! Taye!
Me yelling up the stairs: Go to bed!
A slams the door shut where I can slightly here: Fine taye huuuuuuuuh. I'n really tare.
meaning:*Fine ok. huuuuuuh I don't really care* And the tunnel is our play tunnel that he has coincidentally downstairs by me. Which I've seen a million times.

~Feb. 16th
The antics of a two year old... run headlong into a wall or the couch or maybe the corner of the couch. Mommy doesn't know which. Come back crying, I mean actually crying, none of this fake business, because we smashed our nose hard enough to make it bleed... And the only thing I'm thinking is: 'You did this to yourself! Pay attention to where you're going!'

~Feb. 7th 2010
Me after A picked a movie to watch: We're going to watch Cinderella!
A: Cindbandain! Cinderbandaid! Cinderbandain!
Me: Cind-er-ella. A, Cinderella.
A excitedly: Cinderbandain!!

~Feb. 6th 2010
A to me after we had a little spat: Shhhh! Twiet huuuuuuuh. doodns dracious! I told you fffree times Mommy!

Translations!:

Twiet: Quiet
huuuuuuh: his exasperated breath
doodns: Goodness
fffree: Three, but with gusto.
taye: Ok

Boys boys boys. . . Part II

~Jan. 28th 2010
J while watching M play a game on veteran mode (hardest): Wow you died really fast.
M intensely and seriously retorts: It's because the game cheats!!

~Jan. 27th 2010
While driving the car with my son A, I hear this conversation in back.
Random shuffling noises, then A: Owww book! That hur' me. Don' do that! *Thwump!* See. . . dat hur' (I'm assuming he punished the book)
A not saying anything for about 30 seconds, then contritely and sorrowfully: I sorry book. I din mean to. *He hugs and kisses the book, which I only heard the kissing* I sorry. . .

~Jan. 23rd 2010
Daddy: What sound does the pig make?
A: Oink! Oink! .... uhhh, what sound does the tree make!?
*M and I waiting confused and curious about the answer.*
A gruffly and seriously finishes with: Dirrt! Dirrrt!

~Jan. 16th 2010
A was riding in the car with M this morning and overheard this conversation A had with himself and the sun.
A: Ow sun! You hurt my eyes! Go timeout. *While pointing off in some direction* Over der!

~Jan. 6th 2010
On my way home from dropping M off at work I hear A in the background.
"A cheese car! A cheese car!"
I looked around for this supposed cheese car and found that he was pointing to a 'police car'
I of course will not be telling him how to pronounce it correctly, cheese car is much cooler than police car!

Our Son E likes to yell at A, a few days ago in the car he began to yell at his brother. A looked at him and commanded "Be Twiet Brother!" but E just yelled louder...so what did A do? He yelled louder "BE TWIET BROTHER!!!" and so on until they were both in a screaming match that ended with M screaming the loudest for them to knock it off. (A 2 1/2 E 10 months) Ohhh the irony.

A while sitting on his little toilet and holding both his hands up asks me: Where diapers go?
Mommy: They're all gone. We threw them away.
A as he looks around the bathroom and then rolls his eyes at me: Uhhhhhh.... suuuure Mommy. (A 2 & 3 months)

Boys Boys Boys... Part I

A gets up every morning and knocks on his own bedroom door saying: "Hello? Is anyone there?" *pause* *4 knocks* "Hello? Where are you?" *pause* *4 more knocks* "Hello? Hello?" and repeat until I go get him.

M went in to get A up and A stood up quickly and said, "Ooh Saw-ree! saw-ree!"
M: "Why are you sorry?"
A: "I tootied." Which means he poopied and he said this while reaching down to squish the backside of his diaper.
I lately have been voicing my frustration to having to change what has been at least,3-4 poopy diapers a day and didn't think A was really listening to my ranting. Now the poor guys feels bad for pooing. Oops

A dose of Kunz a day

Boys Boys Boys. . .

Thanks for the Help

I was given two hands to hold. Two legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For me to find.

I know who has my heart. :)

Little man A

Little Man E

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