Top Ten--December 2007

Top Ten things seen, heard, or observed in the Bradshaw home

10-The latest and greatest definitions submitted by the children:
Lucy: COXING (to try to persuade . . . you know, “He was coxing me to get off the monkey bars.”)
Kye: SPOILED (the state the water needs to be before you add the noodles to the pot.)
Isaac: INERD (What mom does on Saturday to the clothes so they are not wrinkly. “Mom, you inerd my shirt?”)
Isaac: POO-WIZE (When something is hidden and comes out as a reward, it’s a “poo-wize.” Surprise, people.)

9-Kye: (While cleaning up after a snack) If anything is peanut buttery or caramely, a washcloth can save the day.

8- Lucy’s life as a musical. It doesn’t quite live up to my niece Kinley’s orchestrated life (imagine a 3 year old singing while sitting on the potty, “There are people passing by . . . while I’m sitting on the potty!! And they are looking in the bathroom . . . ") Anyhoo, after having put Lucy in charge of basement cleanup, I heard, “Clean, clean, clean. I like to clean. I like to cleanup now. Clean, clean, clean.” (Sung to the tune of “Sing, Sing, Sing.”)

7- The invisible homing beacon in Adam’s pacifier.—Lucy, Kye, and Isaac cannot seem to see it without picking it up and playing with it. With the amount of germs on it, I’ll be surprised if this kid lives to see the age of two.

6- Me: What’s the most important part of church? Why do we go?
Isaac: To color.

5- Kye (While answering the phone): Heavenly Fa. . . . whoops, I mean hello. (He immediately started giggling and I burst out laughing.)

4- Lucy (While practicing the piano): (*Sigh*) I’m soooooo good. (Nothing like a little humility, Lu.)

3- Kye’s terror of policemen. It’s very, very real. He went on a field trip for preschool one day. The fire station was cake. They walked into the police station and he went into hysterics. He was scared to death that the policeman would take him and put him in jail. It was not until after he found out the policeman was a grandpa that he could calm down.

2-And it starts . . . After I danced around the house in celebration for some small accomplishment, Lucy covered her eyes in mortification.
Me: Just wait until you’re older, Lucy. I’m going to embarrass the heck out of you.
Lucy: You already do, mom.

1-“HAPPY HOWIDAYS!” Yelled by Isaac to passersby at the BYU Bookstore on Christmas Eve. If they didn’t hear him or respond, he yelled louder, and louder, and louder. He must have gotten his set of lungs from me. I’ve been known to be a little loud in my day.