We are at the assembly today and will be tomorrow also...

... Why must I always have to remind Seren to stay away from the hose in the middle of the picnic area??? There is no telling WHAT would happen if I didn't...

An argument between my kids...

...Oops! I meant DISCUSSION, lol.  My 8 year old (Evy) and 4 year old (Seren) were arguing over this big huge caterpillar their Grandma Sheri bought them because it's big enough for them all to sleep with.

This is what I hear while I am in the other room:

Evy: Seren! Why should YOU always have the head? Do you think you are more special???

Seren: No, I'm not more special.  I just want to be more true, so I should have the head.

Evy: Well, whoever is more true gets the butt! (Life lessons never more truly spoken by an 8 year old).  So, you get the butt because you're more true and Penny and I will get the head because it's brain vomit.

Seren: I'm ok with being brain vomit...

Today's Serenism...

...really isn't TODAY's Serenism.  It's more like a Serenism that happened awhile ago but came and bit me in the butt today. 

Here I am, digging through a dresser drawer that I keep my business-sized envelopes in so I can mail something out and they  are all SEALED!!! Yes, carefully licked and sealed.  All of them. 

WHEN did this happen??? I couldn't tell you.  I rarely ever get in there to get an envelope, so I'm guessing that some time when Seren was supposed to be taking a nap in my room, she was actually getting a high off of glue instead.

Frustrating, but lol anyways.  Gotta love that girl.

Serenisms

I have two Serenisms to share with you.  First, you may ask, what is a "Serenism?"  A Serenism is what our second child, Serenity (who goes by Seren) says.  Generally, her comments reflect her blunt, yet comical perspective on life.  However, Serenisms aren't limited to just what she says, sometimes a Serenism is what she does.

We had a new baby this past week and I came home from the hospital on Friday.  Well, this is the first boy in our family and we chose to have him circumcised.  My husband was changing the baby's diaper and Seren saw the circumcision.  She inquired about it and Mike explained how the procedure was done.  Seren says, "I used to have one until they cut it off, right Daddy?"  Mike says, "No, you never had one Seren.  Only boys have those and girls don't."  Seren, "Do you have one, Daddy?"  Yes, Seren...

Then this morning, I was taking Xander to the Doctor for his check up.  Seren asks, "Is he going to get shots?"  Me, "No, Seren, they're going to make sure he's eating good.  They're going to measure him and weigh him--"  "--And cut more off of his pee-pee?!" Seren asks.  No, Seren...

I do just love this child...

Seren wrote a letter:

It says: "Dear Xander, Please come out now.  If you want to kick out, then Mommy will go to the Doctor."

Thanksgiving

I find this holiday the most disgusting holiday of the year and I am thankful to not be a part of it.  I never really thought about it until Evy started school and they explained to her the history of Thanksgiving.  At least, the glossy version of it.

Sadly, the truth is that when the "Indians" showed the pilgrims how to live on this land, it facilitated a genocide unmatched in human history.  This was a heartless, torturous, hunting of the people who lived here.  Yet, annually, people choose this time to be thankful for what they have in the same fashion that the early Europeans did.  Thankful for the "freedom" bestowed by discovering this land.  "Freedom" that the people who originally lived here were not afforded even after being so kind.

Interestingly, as a side point, the usually savage Norwegian Vikings were exempt from this as a whole.  Part of the reason why Norwegians were granted naturalized citizenship status back in the gold rush days when they came over from Norway was because of the fact that Leif Ericcson (Eric the Red) had brought many over from there back around 1000 AD who had stayed and settled the land in harmony with the other natives.  In short, Norwegians were already native to the land when other Europeans got here.  Technically, this makes Norwegians Native American.

I find it ironic that people choose this holiday to be thankful for the blessings they've been afforded to them, though it has such a terrible and cruel past.  I also find it ironic that this holiday kicks off the season of pushing and shoving, which results in deaths every year in the wee hours of Black Friday morning as people are trampled to death because others just have to be first to get to worthless "stuff."

Every year, I am thankful to not have been an "Indian" back in the day and I am thankful to have no part of this holiday.  I am also thankful that Jehovah made turkeys so yummy and that they can be eaten anytime.

Today's Serenism...

...is brought to you by our shopping trip to Sam's Club.

So, we're out stocking up before the baby comes and apparently everyone else is also.  Seren insists she needs to go to the bathroom so I take her and wait by the cart with the other children.

As soon as Seren runs in, she runs back out to say, "Mom! I can't go potty! All of the toilets are clogged!" Me: "They can't all be clogged; go to the next stall." Seren, very insistently says, "I DID! BUT the toilets are ALL CLOGGED WITH PEOPLE!" Me: "Then please go back and wait your turn, sweet pea."