.: Messy Hands

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Messy Hands

Today we put Chelsie's handprints on the poem that has hung on the wall with Wes' and Kelly's poem for years, waiting for Chelsie to add her prints around Mother's Day in her Kindergarten year. Now we have a completed wall, and a great comparison of our children's handprints at age 6. Chelsie was very excited to put her hands in the ink, but Mom was not so excited when the ink didn't want to come off. We scrubbed and scrubbed but it looks like Chelsie may have a shadow on her hands for a few days. Since her skin is so sensitive we're very hesitant to try anything too harsh to take the ink off, and she thinks it's quite funny. So did Scott....while I was busy freaking out and scrubbing away, he was busy taking pictures of the whole ordeal. So here

we are sharing our colorful mishap....

3 comments:

Reeser5 said...: That is sooo cool. I wish I had done something like that with my kids. And with the baby pics on the bottom, you can compare who looked like who. You're so creative!; May 21, 2008 at 11:13 PM
Samantha said...: April, love the new look of your blog! Its fun isn't it! I am inspired by you to add my kids fingerprints to a special poem in our house too!; May 23, 2008 at 10:05 PM
Alliban said...: The wall looks great. Its' complete with Chelsie now.; June 2, 2008 at 10:39 PM

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Quotable Quips and Laughable Life

I decided that I wanted to add a small section with little things that my kids have said or done over the years that I never want to forget and I think are worth sharing. Unfortunately I was much better at writing these things down a bit late in the game....Chelsie steals the show here a bit. If only I could remember all those things I thought I'd never forget. I hope you take my challenge to write down all those things you hope to pass on one day.

When Chelsie was about 2 she had been jumping on my brand new couch, so I promptly told her to stop jumping on the nice furniture. Her response was very logical. "Then where's the mean furniture?"

While camping in the Sequoias, the entrance sign read, "1 bear incident this week...." Kelly mispronounced it as 1 bear accident....later in the bathroom, Chelsie noticed wet spots on the floor, and announced, "This must be where the bear had the accident."

We had a family home evening on choosing the right, and we thought Chelsie understood but when we asked her she said, "Yes, don't choose the left!"

When Kelly was in the 5th grade, she needed to use the classroom phone to call me. She dialed 9 to get an outside line, then she had to dial 1 because I have a long distance cell phone number, but she accidently hit the 1 twice. When the 911 dispatcher answered she was scared and just hung up. 5 minutes later the front office called the classroom stating that 3 sheriffs had arrived ready to take action and were wanting to know who called and why. Now it was by sheer coincidence that this was a morning that there was a prison breakout, so officers were on high alert. Kelly was embarrassed then, but can laugh about it now!

When Wes was about 4, he used to tell everyone that he was going to marry his friend Elizabeth, and that they were going to have 16 kids, and maybe a car.

When Chelsie was 3 1/2 we told her she needed to learn to spell her name. She responded, "I already know....A L I Z A."
(That was her best friend who taught her)

I was talking with my girls about the weather, and Kelly said, that stupid beaver was wrong, spring is not around the corner. Chelsie then chimed in, it's not a beaver, it's a warthog. Clearly I have failed them.