Oops, that button does what?

Here are just a few things of daily happenings:

Caleb is now pooping in the potty.  Discussing a toy with Ethan, Caleb informed Ethan he had  to poop in the potty to get some more money to have enough for the toy. Ethan then questions me as to why he doesn't get paid to poop in the potty.  Now, Caleb is cut off.

We are a homeschooling family.  Ethan and Caleb's Bible lately has been on Abram and Lot-learning about the importance of being kind and unselfish.  We've even discussed how hard it is to be kind and unselfish when everyone else around is looking out only for themselves.   Tonight we had an interesting discussion right before bed.  The boys are racing to the toilet to go to the bathroom before bed.  Ethan, being the oldest, always wins.  So, now, at the toilet, the boys are having a knock-down-drag-out over who is going to pee first.  At this point I just close my eyes and shake my head.  Then begins our Bible lesson.

Boys, what did we learn about in Bible this morning and all week? About being UNSELFISH.
Ethan, could you be unselfish and let Caleb pee before you?  Hallelujah, Ethan lets him start first.  Really? You never know when you can apply Scripture to daily life folks.

Last week we were at a friends house...playing Wii...mario cart.  Ethan and Caleb are battling it out and of course Caleb is having trouble with it;we don't have a Wii so he never gets to play.  Then, he throws the remote down and refuses to be nice.  Enter our buddy, his  turn, well now Caleb goes off the deep end because apparently he didn't want anyone to take his remote.  We exit the fun and have a heart-to-heart, that lasts for about 15 minutes.  Then, we leave the bathroom to go rejoin the fun.  And Caleb says in exasperation: WHY DOES EVERBODY HAVE TO BEAT ME?????????  As he bites the dust and hits the floor.  Oh bless him.  Needless to say, they are NOT getting a Wii for Christmas, just sayin.

John is playing basketball with friends on Tuesdays on campus.  We were able to go tonight and walk on the track above it.  After an hour they are starting to drop like flies so we head down to the court to tell John good bye.  As we do, they spot a basketball not being used.  And so it begins,  except you would think it would be Ethan and Caleb fighting. No, not this time, it is ALL THREE. Linley Claire wants in on the action.  The boys take it away, she falls apart and ends up laying on the court every 15 seconds. Caleb takes it from her, she screams, Ethan gets it and gives it back, Caleb tries to talk LInley into giving it to him, Linley wants nothing to do with that, she's running around with a ball that is half her size trying to pass it to Ethan. He gets it then he wants to shoot it the whole time.  Finally, we leave the court as John is running up and down, Linley screaming at the top of her lungs holding her arms open "DADDDDYYYYY!!!" Caleb and Ethan mad because we left.    We get back into the elevator, have a jam session to my radio on my phone, and head into the parking lot.  I'm lifting Linley up the steps and the boys are waiting on my a few feet away.  next thing I hear:

  YOU HAVE JUST CALLED SECURITY. THE POLICE ARE ON THEIR WAY. PLEASE PUSH THE RED BUTTON TO SPEAK.  ALERT. YOU HAVE JUST CALLED SECURITY.

Are you kidding me?  The boys, while waiting on me, pushed the security button on the Security Pole and now the police are on their way.  I run up, trying to find that red button (just to let you know, it's silver, not red) to tell them it's a false alarm.  Ethan and caleb have now frozen because they have no idea about that thing, I'm pushing every button on the pole screaming "Hello???  We don't need the police!! It was just my kids!"  After finally getting the button thing worked out and apologizing profusely we had a lesson about what those things really are and why they are there.    Guess I should have done that earlier huh?

It's always fun and never dull.  Thank You Lord, for our blessings.

Another day with the Cole's

Just everyday happenings:

Yesterday we had steaks for dinner.  Our homegrown beef from our farm.

Caleb, laughingly to himself, "I'm eating Spot's peepee.hhehehehehehe"
Me: No you are not eating his peepee. We don't talk about that at the table.
Ethan: What did they do with his peepee?
John: They threw it away.
Ethan: How did they get it off? Did they shoot him or use a knife?
John: They killed him and then took off his hide.  We don't eat peepee's.

Monday: Ethan had one tooth hanging in there in the front after Caleb knocked out the other.  Picture Nanny McPhee here.  Friends were over playing and jumping on the trampoline. All of a sudden they all 5 walk in, Ethan with his head down.

Me: Ethan-where's your tooth?
Ethan: It fell out.  I swallowed it.
Yuck.  We wrote a letter to the Tooth Fairy explaining what happened. He still got his money.

Yesterday: Caleb's preschool included a discussion about our home in Heaven one day.  A mansion. Deep discussion on what we will look like.  Will we be kids or adults?  What kind of food there?  Will there be toys? What kind of toys?

Ethan: I'm ready to die.
Me: Really? Why?
Ethan: I'm ready to go to Heaven and see Jesus.
Well said Ethan.

Today at the optometrist Ethan had his first eye exam.  He is sitting in John's lap getting his pictures of his eyes then waits with John while I'm getting mine done.

Ethan: Shew.  Dad. Your breath stinks.

Few minutes later, Ethan talking to our eye doctor:
Ethan:" you know, I had to switch my underwear and wear my brothers."
Optometrist: Really?
Ethan: Yes, and then I had to get some out of the dirty clothes hamper the other day.
Optometrist: Wow.
Ethan: you know, the other day Caleb put his underwear on my head.  ...You know, I wanted to run away today.  I don't like being in timeout.

Seriously?  This is the FIRST time he has ever mentioned anything about running away and now he tells our optometrist? Underwear?  Breath stinking?

I'm blind since I don't have my contacts in but one can only imagine what facial expressions are on his face during this dialogue.

Caleb decided to poop in the potty this morning. Let's just say it wouldn't qualify for 2 dollars so I told him to finish up later in there.  Not 45 minutes later...finished pooping...the whole shebang...in his underwear...down his leg...on his foot...on the floor in the bathroom.

And you wonder why I'm praying for fruits of the Spirit this morning during homeschool?