Archive for the ‘Goose’ Category

Goose- “I’m just going to call the Sooners losers.” and this one-“I think the Sooners are close to the devil.” And my personal favorite from the Baby Hulk…”OU Sucks.” Yes, me dear son, they do indeed suck. They won, and I swear, my phone rang within five minutes of the game ending. Why, I ask, […]

Goose came running from the playroom with a couple of books, telling me that he was going to his Magic Tree House. He was going to “imagine an adventure” with his brother. I think they just read, but how sweet and cute they are!

I hate Goose’s school. There, I said it. It’s not better this year. In fact, it’s worse. Quite frankly, I don’t see what the big deal is about the school. If this is a G/T or Vanguard program, I would hate to see how bad a regular school in the city is. The fact that […]

1. While discussing what the boys could have for dinner, I told Lance that the Baby Hulk could have something different from he said. BH in his most smart ass voice said, “I told you mom was boss.” I could have died. I try really hard to make Lance the big boss of the house. […]

For the past two nights, Goose has gone to sleep with a book. It’s a reasonable sized book, not a true chapter book like we read together, but a book that would take two to three nights to read aloud. This morning, I caught him with the book and a flashlight. I didn’t start that […]

Another milestone was hit today in Casa Zierlein. And it wasn’t Goose screaming and crying in the dentist’s office. The ladies kept trying to explain away his tears, but I just didn’t care. I wasn’t embarrassed, (slightly annoyed, but not embarrassed). There are few things my kids can do to shame me. Did I want […]

School started today. And we made it. So far. We got up and ready in record time, I even managed to get my hair done on time. We left the house without rushing and were inside with ten minutes to spare. And then Goose decided he didn’t want me to leave. He didn’t talk to […]

School starts in one week and one day. I can’t believe how fast the summer flew. I am not ready for the boys to go to school. Squirt might be, but Goose isn’t at all. I’m trying to get in a little bit of mom school before he goes back, but there doesn’t seem to […]

This morning I told the boys that Chelsea was coming over and then reminded them where she goes to school. Alabama. The Baby Hulk shuddered and Goose threw out the biggest insult he could think of: Chelsea likes Rachel Ray. I don’t think it gets any worse than liking RR in this house!

Goose- I tucked you into bed tonight saying, “goodnight five-year old boy.” Your face was so cute because you know that tomorrow I can’t call you that. Tomorrow, you will be six. I talked with you about July 8, 2004: how my water broke and that it was time, but that you weren’t quite ready […]