Thursday, May 10, 2012

Not the Church Lady

Ashley informed us once that she cannot sing in church because she doesn't want anyone to hear her voice. I reply, "But Ash, you have a lovely voice." She answers, "I know, and if everyone hears me and then I have fans and then there are like 100 or 1000 people following me around everywhere, I think that would be tiring. You know...like Justin Bieber." Seriously...best excuse for not singing in church EVER.


Like Father Like Son

At park with kids and I ask TJ if he wants to try the big slide and he responds, "hell yes!" I pretend I did not hear him and wonder what all the parents at ft. thomas park are staring at. ;)

He is way too sweet looking to have said something like that right? 

Except that his new favorite thing to do is sing and dance around the house yelling, "I like BIG BUTTS and I CAN NOT LIE!"  All while repeatedly hitting himself on the bottom.  I was so proud, and hit a new level of pride when just before leaving one day on a trip he adds, "I like MOMMY's BIG GIANT BUTT and  I can not lie!" 

No add-libbing please.




That's DISGUSTING!!! (Oh and Congratulations Aunt Sarah)

Today I said to TJ, "When you get older, I think the girls are going to want to kiss you." He replies, "That is DISGUSTING mommy, like a wedding or something?"

Congrats to Aunt Sarah and Uncle Andy on their recent wedding!! We Ruschmans had a blast.









Awkward pre-teen

This morning on the way to school Adam Jr. showed me a gorgeous, huge, green plastic ring that he lovingly wrapped in torn loose leaf paper and said, "THIS is for my girlfriend, Ella."  The girls chime in saying that he wrote her a song too, which sounds suspiciously like the new Justin Bieber song (hope he doesn't get a copyright infringement lawsuit for singing that one).  Then he sits down as we wait in the long line of folks trying to drop kids off at school.  I guess he was bored, because he chimes in again, "Jen, look, look....I can lick my own arm pit!"

Oh yeah, and yesterday he taught TJ how to incorporate the word "Fart" into any and every song that TJ once sang so sweetly.  "Twinkle, twinkle little fart...how I wonder if you fart."