tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386057862024-02-06T21:38:06.380-07:00The Parker FamilyPrestonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04048531826921207219noreply@blogger.comBlogger88125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-35167142232459205712019-09-19T07:57:00.000-06:002019-09-19T07:57:39.756-06:00SpidersRaKell found a spider in her room. She ran upstairs and announced,<br />
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"I'm gonna invent spider shock collars! That way, if they bite you, they die! "<br />
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I asked, "do the shock collars go on you or the spiders?"<br />
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"The spiders (duuuuh)."Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-54269381216269379402019-09-15T20:32:00.000-06:002019-09-15T20:32:20.120-06:00RealisticLandon asked if I had ever seen The Giant Pear movie.<br />
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I said, "No, I've never even heard of it."<br />
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Landon, "Well, it's kind of like James and the Giant Peach but a little less realistic."<br />
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Can anyone tell me any part of James and the Giant Peach that is realistic?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-50002017583912450722017-03-15T18:08:00.000-06:002017-03-15T18:08:23.604-06:00Gravity A conversation that took place between me and 5- year old RaKell:<br />
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RaKell: What's gravity?<br />
Mom: Well, if you jumped off this chair what would happen?<br />
R: I would land on the floor.<br />
M: Yes. Gravity is what holds things to the earth. If you drop something it falls down instead of flying up.<br />
R: Aaaawwww. I want to fly.<br />
M: You can, in an airplane.<br />
R: I want to fly by myself.<br />
M: That would be so fun.<br />
R: Why can't I fly by myself?<br />
M: People weren't made to fly.<br />
R: Yeah, just fairies.<br />
M: And dragons.<br />
R: Mom, dragons aren't real.<br />
M: Oh, and fairies are?<br />
R: Ummmmm yyyyeah.<br />
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"Oh! I forgot my swimming suit!"<br />
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RaKell, "Um, that's ok mom. You can just take off all your clothes and go make-ed (her version of naked [and I won't let my kids correct her]).<br />
You just get off all your clothes and jump in the pool and only have your head sticking out. Then no one will care that you are make-ed."Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-86028882016805345372016-12-12T16:44:00.001-07:002016-12-12T16:44:48.654-07:00Learning ExpressionsRaKell is looking at a book. I heard her just exclaim, "What in the Earth!"Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-64421895710216130962016-12-03T19:15:00.000-07:002016-12-03T19:15:38.493-07:00Compliment???I went to put some socks down the laundry shute. Instead, I started putting them in the garbage!<br />
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"Maybe I'm not very smart."</div>
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"Yes you are. " (Aaaaww, how sweet)..."when it comes to Disney movies. " </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-23392290505279393872016-10-09T22:01:00.001-06:002016-10-11T16:56:47.072-06:00PrayersAs I was helping RaKell say her prayers tonight she was ending with her usual pleading to have good dreams:<br />
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"Please help me to have good dreams tonight and not that creepy Jasmine dream again."<br />
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I almost burst out laughing!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-68429374391002056032016-10-08T22:04:00.000-06:002016-10-09T22:05:11.955-06:00Definitions We were in the car driving and Landon was going through his backpack. He pulled out a bunch of miscellaneous items...<br />
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Landon: I got these...these... things at school.<br />
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RaKell: You call them 'thingymajigs' if you don't know what they are called.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-8128709386225752222016-09-15T22:07:00.000-06:002016-10-09T22:10:34.415-06:00Dinner DelightsRaKell just asked me to turn on the oven light so she could see dinner cooking.<br />
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I turned it on.<br />
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She looked in the top oven and said the food looked delicious.<br />
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Um, dinner was in the bottom oven. I didn't put anything in the top oven.<br />
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Spaghetti squash?!!!! How long has that been there!!!????<br />
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Turns out Dalan had cooked some last week and forgot about it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-16588728286856976522016-06-25T12:45:00.002-06:002016-06-25T12:45:52.463-06:00The JungleAfter returning from her room where she spent some time away from her brother to cool down (he also was cooling down in his room):<br />
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RaKell: Mom, where's Landon?<br />
Mom: You don't need to worry about Landon.<br />
RaKell: But where is he?<br />
Mom: Maybe I sent him to the jungle.<br />
RaKell: But you don't know the jungle people's phone number.<br />
Mom: <i>(smile to myself)</i><br />
RaKell: It is S-M-P-S-E-M-R-E-S-L. See, I knowed it. Call them.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-47898912985589410512016-02-03T15:46:00.000-07:002016-02-03T15:46:00.034-07:00Sure Thing DearRaKell opened the fridge to get an orange. . .<br />
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"Ooooo! I'm so cold in this fridge!"<br />
"This fridge is freezing!"<br />
"Mom, can we get a new fridge?"Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-18798707297124489812015-08-26T08:50:00.003-06:002015-09-16T16:59:31.928-06:00First Day of School<br />
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Preschool. They grow up way too fast!</div>
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No, it isn't the camera or the lighting, it really is the color of her pants.</div>
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9th Grade. He is a Freshman! High School?! I feel like I should still be in High School.</div>
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7th grade. Middle School. I had to chase this one down to the bus stop to get a photo. :) Not because she didn't want one, but we had kids going in all directions at different times and we simply forgot.</div>
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Off to teach the bright young minds of the future. Please stay alive. :)</div>
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Side note . . . Katelyn is an awesome stick-figure artist. Who knew they didn't have necks?</div>
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Getting ready for school yesterday morning, Landon stood on the scale.<br />
His fists shot straight up in the air and, with excitement, he exclaimed, "NEW RECORD! I'm not 53 anymore, I'm 55!"Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-33745711793703742902015-08-21T11:03:00.001-06:002015-08-21T11:03:54.061-06:00Refreshing!?The kids ran in from playing outside. They were breathing heavily and all grabbed cups and headed to the sink to fill up for a nice refreshing cup of water.<div>
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Hunchy Bunchy u OatsUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-53056866611497576002014-11-24T21:23:00.001-07:002014-11-24T21:23:39.584-07:00FHEAunalee gave the Family Home Evening lesson tonight. It was about gratitude. We had to each write something down we were thankful for and put it in a box.<br />
As she was trying to wrap up the lesson through the noise of all the kids, this is what I heard:<br />
"When we write down what we are thankful for and not worry about all the things we don't have, maybe one day we will get some of the things we didn't have before and we can add that to our list of what we are thankful for."<br />
Makes sense.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-6878682720360399122014-11-24T21:19:00.002-07:002014-11-24T21:19:50.026-07:00Sunday DoodlingDuring church, RaKell took the program and asked Preston for a pen. He got one out and went to give it to her but she said, "Dad, draw my name."<br />
He wrote her name. She took the pen and said, "I will draw your name." She doodled a bit and then asked me to help her. So I did.<br />
She then face-planted it on the program. I waited to see what she was up to. A moment later she said, "Mom, draw my face."<br />
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It made me laugh.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-47484211448757295032014-11-02T21:36:00.001-07:002014-11-03T09:53:47.681-07:00Happy HalloweenHere are some of the photos of pumpkin carvings. You can click on the photos to enlarge them.<br />
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Dalan carved something from Legend of Zelda.<br />
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Katelyn carved a happy pumpkin.<br />
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Landon carved a spider.</div>
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Aunalee carved a pattern of shapes.</div>
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RaKell carved Anna and Elsa (with a tiny bit of help from mom).</div>
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Mom carved Olaf.<br />
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Costumes:<br />
Dalan is Link from Legend of Zelda.<br />
Katelyn is the Monopoly guy. She came up with that on her own.<br />
Landon is Bozo (he was also Larry the Cucumber and a Spider throughout the day. This just happened to be what he picked to wear for Trick-or-Treat night.<br />
Aunalee is NOT Little Red Ridinghood. She never did really explain what she was.<br />
RaKell is a flower. Her hat fell off.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-12028195463529677792014-10-16T16:11:00.000-06:002014-10-16T16:11:07.471-06:00DefinitionsI was helping my nephew with his spelling list. There were things like honorable, struggle, dishonorable, prisoner, rebel etc.<br />
We got to the word tyrant. I said, "Do you know what a tyrant is?"<br />
He said, "Yeah. It is a babysitter that makes you go to bed before 6:30."Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-28072161860316051302014-09-28T16:33:00.000-06:002014-09-28T16:33:04.391-06:00ReverenceToday during Sacrament Meeting a young child let out a yell. RaKell said, just as loud, "Don't scream at church! It scares my mom!"Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-44903960662915851472014-07-19T13:00:00.002-06:002014-07-19T13:00:29.667-06:00Smart GirlI told RaKell to go close the front door.<br />
She ran and closed it. She then turned to me and said,<br />
"I will lock it so spiders won't come in."<br />
I laughed and said, "You're a smart girl."<br />
She replied, "Yeah."Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-76324574524268396832013-10-11T22:38:00.000-06:002013-10-11T22:38:14.812-06:00Duh, MomKatelyn has a very tender head. Now, I mean really tender. She does not like it to be brushed or messed with at all. If her hair gets pulled it causes anger and tears. She's a bit like her mother in that regard. She likes her hair long, so to avoid tangles her hair is often braided or in pony tails or both.<br />
Today, Katelyn's hair was done in two high side pony tails which were then braided.<br />
Tonight before bed I asked her if she wanted me to take them out so she could sleep better. I even suggested that I could put them in two lower braids so they would be more out of the way for sleeping.<br />
Not wanting to have her hair bothered with again she simply and with a tone of logistics said, "uh, Mom, I can just sleep on my face. I do that sometimes."<br />
Oh, well duh!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38605786.post-30467887349360759272013-10-04T11:41:00.002-06:002013-10-04T11:42:25.990-06:00Melt My Heart<span style="font-size: large;">Landon came home from preschool and was in a bit of a somber mood. He was sitting on the floor and I sneaked up behind him and quickly pulled him onto my lap giving him a big hug, saying, "Here's my four-year-old boy! Oh, here he is! Will you please be my sweet, little four-year-old boy forever?" Please, please, please?"</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">He giggled and said sweetly, "Noooooo."</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">"No? Why not?"</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">"Because I want to be a dad."</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Oh, melt my heart! I hugged him some more and said, "Well, okay." </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2