Kids Say the Darndest Things - Jun. '12 Edition

Taken from the sidebar...

Haylee's pet hamster, Lily, died and we buried her in our backyard. The kids wanted to keep digging up her grave and looking at her again. I told them we couldn't do that. They wanted to know if we could dig her up when we move and bury her in the new house's yard. I told them we couldn't do that either....
The Children: "WHY?"
Me: "Dead bodies start to deteriorate - after a while, she won't look the same."
The Children: "What does THAT mean?
Me: The fur will fall out, the skin will sluff off until all that's left is a skeleton."
The next day.....
Brookelle: "Is Lily a BONE yet?" 6/12

INTERRUPTIONS

It is Summer Break.
And ALL the kids are home with ME.
ALL FIVE kids.
EVERY day.

I need to remember this:

Interruptions 
When you are exasperated by interruptions, try to remember that their very frequency may indicate the value of your life. Only people who are full of help and strength are burdened by other persons' needs. The interruptions which we chafe at are the credentials of our indispensability. The greatest condemnation that anybody could incur - and it is a danger to guard against - is to be so independent, so unhelpful, that nobody ever interrupts us, and we are left comfortably alone."
-Anonymous
from The Anglican Digest

Give That Coach a Valium

Ryan has been umpiring baseball at our city league again this Spring/Summer. He LOVES it!
It involves SPORTS! And his genuine LOVE OF THE GAME.
It involves MONEY!
It involves being outside in [hopefully] pleasant weather, hearing the *crack* of the bat as it hits the ball, and the aroma of hot dogs coming from the Snack Shack!

But when tournament time comes at the end of the regular season, the intensity at the ball field turns up a notch - or ten!  The players are playing their hearts out, the crowd is cheering with greater enthusiasm, and the official scorekeeper is bombarded with, "What's the score?" inquiries left and right when earlier in the season, practically no one talked to her.  It's like this every year.....the championship is on the line, after all!

BUT THAT IS NOT AN EXCUSE FOR COACHES' NON-STOP COMPLAINING when Ryan was calling the game and especially when he called the 3rd out to end the ball game - AND THEN CHASING HIM DOWN AFTER THE GAME TO VERBALLY ASSAULT HIM SOME MORE, ACCUSING HIM OF "LOSING THE GAME" FOR THEM, AND THEN THROWING IN SOME OBSCENE NAME CALLING AS WELL!!!

Yep, these are "grown men" we're talking about here.  "Grown men" who are coaching Little League Baseball - moreover it was the SHETLAND league....which is just one step above TEE-BALL.....which consists of 4, 5, and 6 YEAR OLDS!!!!

Can you say, Unfulfilled Sports Dreams in their Own Childhood?!?  Psychological Problems over Personal Sports Failures?

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I happened to be in California at the time, so I did not witness it personally, but it was reported from other eyewitnesses that these "grown men" also refused to shake hands/high five the winning coach after the game.  And some other Moms in attendance (leave it to us "Momma Bears") began yelling at those coaches, "LEAVE HIM ALONE!  GET OVER IT!  BACK OFF!  WAY TO ACT IN FRONT OF THE KIDS!  GROW UP!"
While another Mom gave a shout out to Ryan, "WAY TO STAND YOUR GROUND, UMP!  GOOD CALL, GOOD CALL!"

Thank you my fellow Mamma Bears!  :)

How Many Days Does it Take to Build a House - Part 2

{Part 1 back here}

Let's find out! Watch our House Time Lapse with us.

DAY 50

{more framing - almost a whole roof!}

DAY 51
{outside & inside framing}

DAY 58

{Tar paper on the roof}

{and a porch laid}

DAY 64

{The 4 sides of the house.  Roof shingled and *some* windows in}

DAY 78

{The "4-way inspection" - electrical/HVAC/framing/plumbing
 

DAY 91
{Sheetrock delivered!}