Friday, February 6, 2009

Xanadu

Anyone ever watch the movie, "Xanadu," with Olivia Newton John? I'm not claiming I have actually watched the movie, I just know of it (wink, wink). Halle was invited to a Birthday party at the Valley Roller Rink last weekend. With all those cute girls and the disco music going "Xanadu" was the first thing to pop into my head. (That is what happens when you have a RAM brain like mine - randomly accessed memories with a side order of useless trivia.)




I am certainly not the queen of roller skating but I can get around without looking like a complete idiot (just a mediocre one). I used to go skating all the time when I was younger. It wasn't until Halle received the invitation to go skating that I realized none of my children has ever been roller skating before.




Even though she didn't know how to skate Halle still had fun. Especially when I walked around with her and pulled her along. Now she can't wait to go again. So now the pressure is on to have a family trip to the local roller skating rink.

Taking a break for a bite of Pizza. Halle, Haleigh (b-day girl), Katie, and Leighton.

Roller skating girls Leighton and Halle.

Monday, February 2, 2009

I Have a **** in My Leg!

The other day in the mad rush to get out of the house to school Sean came up with a new funny. While I was making sure Chad and Halle had everything they needed for school Sean was jumping on the couch (an illegal activity). All of a sudden he yelled, "Ow," on one of his jumps. He hurt his knee somehow.

I gave him a stern look of, "It serves you right for jumping on my couch," while I gave his knee a kiss to stop the crying. Then I put on his snow boots. While I was kneeling down I got a bad cramp in my leg. So I yelled out, "Ow!" Sean asked what was wrong and I told him I had a "cramp," in my leg.

As we are walking to the bus stop Sean leans over and grabs his knee and is moaning. So I ask him what is wrong. He responds by letting me know he has a "crap," in his knee. I gently correct him and tell him the word he wants to use is "cramp."

But for the last week he doesn't care what the correct word is. Every time he gets a bump or pain on one of his legs he loudly lets everyone know that he has a "crap" in his leg.