Top Ten-January 2013

Top Ten January 2013

I’m pretty sure I haven’t kept consistent top ten notes since, oh say, March 2011.  Now you might think that I am accusing an innocent little baby, who happened to be born that month, of my inability to jot things down.  In this assumption, you would be entirely correct. 

This amazingly crazy-intense-sometimes-sweet-often-running little boy has interrupted me twice since I started writing this paragraph.  Like pulling on my sweater, crying, trying to drag me up off this chair interrupting.  I promise I pay attention to him.  I play with him.  I read to him.  I get him a million cups of milk and a billion snacks a day.  And yet. . . sigh.  Gotta run.

Back with our top ten.  I wish I could mic the kiddos who go to school so I could hear and record all of their hilarity.  Since that’s not an option, we’ll stick with what we’ve got.

10-If the children chose occupations based on current interests and/or tendencies:

L: Basketball-playing, theater-actressing, Perplexus expert.

K: Basketball-playing, math-doing, wii-playing, paper-airplane builder/flyer.

I: Lego-building, history-quoting, ninja-dancing pirate.

A: Car-racing, constant-talking, pre-school-loving, Flash-superhero.

E: Temper-tantrum-throwing, orange-biting, garbage man.

9- Eli’s ongoing obsession with garbage.  And the dishwasher.  But mostly garbage.  He throws things away.  He empties the trash onto the floor.  He drags the recycling bin around the house.  Wha?

8-Adam the motor mouth.  Sometimes I just have to beg him to stop because my ears need a rest.  Today, however, I could just listen and laugh.  “Blah, blah, blah.  And then there were cheese clouds in the sky.”

M: Adam, what are cheese clouds?

A: Clouds that snow down cheese.  You know, it’s like, you’re looking at the snow and it’s yellow instead of white.  And then you think, ‘huh?’ but you look closer and realize it’s cheese, and then people all over start eating it up.

7: Lucy the scapegoat: a common catchphrase in the Larson household is, “I blame LUCY!”  She’s gotten blamed for everything from leaving the garage door open to misplacing Becca’s phone.  The more outlandish the “crime,” the more Lucy is blamed.  Because we can’t do it in our house, we had to look elsewhere for our scapegoat.  “We blame Maja!”

6: Adam sort of despises his middle name.  It’s not very common and I think he can’t figure out why his middle name isn’t like other kids’ middle names.  Finally, I told him, “Adam, you are named after your Grandpa.  We gave you your middle name because Grandpa Delwyn is a good, good man.”

Adam: (sigh) He’s also a spankin’ man.

Truer words have never been spoken, Adam.

5: With 5 males in the house, there is understandably a lot of bodily noise.  I don’t know why it has to be so, I just know it IS so.  And Eli picked up on one of the most common phrases heard in our household.  He often gives a fake “eeeeeerrrrrrrr” sound and then says, “’scuse me.”  Like a million times a day.  The only problem is, he never actually says it when he really burps.  Teaching manners seems to be a lifelong obligation.

4: Z: You’re crazy!

A: I’m not crazy, I’m Superman.  Superman is never crazy.

3: Eli loves to pray.  M-kay.  That was my wishful thinking creeping in there.  He actually loves to END a prayer and then say, “Goooooooooo, Bradshaws!” which is what we say after family prayer.  Unfortunately, Eli says it after every prayer.  And today during our opening prayer in sacrament meeting, he tried to say, “Goooooooooo” like 17 times.  Loudly.  Seriously—like wrestling a LOUD greased pig.

2: Kye’s ball court prowess continues.  Our kids make it through 3^rd grade ball before they become significantly shorter than every other kid on the court.  Bless their hearts, they just keep trying and trying.  Let’s just say shooting and rebounding are sort of out of the question, no matter how hard they try.  And they DO try.  That’s the important thing, really.

1: A: I sometimes just get so mad that I do something awkward.

M: Like what?

A: Like punch myself in the face.

M: Adam, do you know what “awkward” means?

A: Not really.

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And two never recorded bonuses from last year:

A: Mom, you should be beautiful for Halloween.

M: How can I look beautiful?

A: I don’t know.  You just BE beautiful.

M: Is that different than I usually look?

A: Yes.  It really is.  I’m so awesome.

Minute by minute recording of our car trip from Disneyland to AZ in October 2012:

9:00: Leave hotel in LA.

9:30: Adam- I have to go potty!

9:55: Isaac pukes.

10:00: Kye and Adam- I really have to go to the bathroom! (Consequently, first stop)

12:10: Adam-I have to go potty! (Stop in the armpit of America.  Blythe, CA, in case you didn’t already know.)

12:11: Zach buys two packages of chocolate donuts so we can get a key to the restroom.

12:22: Adam-I want a plasticy chocolate donut, too!

Later: Adam-I just want some n-um-n’s to DESTROY my hunger.

The other kids said little.  Eli was busy eating leftover cheetza (cheese pizza) and watching Elmo.  The older ones just read books.  But Adam obviously keeps us entertained.