Christmas quotes

Thought I'd better record these gems from Christmas Eve and our gift opening this Christmas morning.

Ella Grace, dressed for worship on Christmas Eve in her new dress and fancy fuzzy coat:
Me: "You look like a movie star!"
Ella: "I look like Ms. Vivian."

Kathleen: "Ooh! Santa did good on my clothes!"
Ella Grace: "I think it's mostly Mrs. Claus in charge of shopping."

Mason, opening new slippers: "It's...MAXIMUM COMFORT!!!"

Mason wished for a laser pointer from Santa and found it very last, after he'd opened all the other gifts. "I didn't even notice that I didn't have one...because I've been laser-pointerless for so long."

Mason gave Ella a gift: "Don't you just love it?!? AND you get a free massage with this on alternating Wednesdays. That means this Wednesday, yes; next Wednesday, no."

It was a good day at the Connery house, and it's not over yet. Santa sent SNOW

Observation of the wild Connerys

I observed the following phenomena today, as I observed two of the wild Connerys: The youngest Connery, upon starting her homework, stated, "Mom, I need your help." I replied, "Okay, I'll be finished with what I'm doing in just a minute." Imagine my surprise, when, returning to her, I found that she'd figured it out on her own! The second phenonemon occurs daily. Just as the children are beginning their homework, they suddenly need to poop and race off to their respective bathrooms, where they remain for at least one hour. To test a hypothesis, I emitted the most annoying, high-pitched sound I could muster. The children immediately returned the call, not unlike dogs howling at the noon tornado siren test. They continued their whooping and cawing for several minutes, apparently unaware that they were even making noise. Try it the next time you come over.

Stuff from today

My husband was certain I would not be able to find an OU Tervis tumbler for his dad. Not only did Bed Bath N Beyond have them, I had four to choose from. I almost bought them all, just to prove how awesome I am. But then I realized I had forgotten my coupon. Not awesome.

Mason found a "Greatest Dad ever" tumbler that he wants to get for Michael for Father's Day. I told him I'd come back and buy it in June, when I have a coupon. In the car, the kids realized it's almost Michael's birthday, so Mason decided that's what he'll give him.
"And, I'm not putting your name on it, Ella."
Ella: "Awww."
Me: "That's okay, Ell. You'll think of something to give him yourself." Ella: "No, I won't."
Me: "Why not?"
Ella: "Because I'm lazy."

Later this afternoon, as Mason is watching tv:
Me: "Mason, do you have homework?"
Mason: "No?"
Somehow, I'm not convinced.

Stream of Consciousness

I don't know why God gave such an introverted person such loud, extroverted children. They talk ALL THE TIME. Really. Mason doesn't even care if anyone is listening. Today he told me all about his plan to have helium-filled flying penguins patrol his business in the night. They will have microchips and cameras and can summon the police.

Other notable quotes from the day:
"Which word do you like better, 'rocks' or 'rules'?" Me: "Uh, rocks." "Oh, yeah, right. 'Cause I don't want to be a dictator."

"Ooh! That was one messed up car. Do you think someone ran into it head on, and then they carried it to wherever they were shopping, or what?" ("What?!")

Ella, "Mom, when we get home, can we go outside and garden something?"

Mason: "Mom, when I'm grown, I want a poodle."
Me: "Fletcher says poodles stink. They need a lot of baths."
"Well, you're no bed of roses, either."
"Mason, you're funny."
"What?!? I'm not trying to be funny!"
"I know, that's why you are."

While dropping Ella Grace off at her Girl Scout Thinking Day, Mason snagged a piece of Korean candy. "I call it 'blue star candy' 'cause I can't read Korean. It's just star thing inside a weird rectangle on top of a tree with a broken branch, then a little circle where the end of it goes shang and cuts it in half, then this y looking thing that goes shwong and then ding, then this straight line thing, then there's another line-lookin thing that goes zhang-ding-ding-zhang-zhang-zhang, then 'candy'."

Just now, while I was writing, he came hop-flopping through the kitchen, slipped, and fell right on his arm. "Stupid flat shoes! Why do they make these?!? Oh, my GOOD arm!" It is VERY hard not to laugh.

Mr. Scientist

Mason is into fire today (yesterday it was ice: homemade snow cones). He's asked me to light all the candles he can find. Including the sparkly birthday candles...request denied. While watching one candle, he marveled at how the "wax vapors burn and incinerate dust particles and disperse into the air," then, when the flame flickered, exclaimed, "Ooh, look! It's all blowy!"

After it was blown out, I warned him not to touch it, which he immediately did. "It's not hot, Mom. It's just warm and cozy. Not like 'dryer cozy', but cozy like being wrapped up in lots of thick blankets on a hot summer day."

Oh, well good. As long as it's not hot.

On preaching to sisters...

We were driving home from downtown, and Mason said, "Ooooh! Look! Alleluia lights!" Ella Grace and I could not figure out what he was talking about and were looking everywhere.

Mason: "There! In the sky! See how the light is shining down through the clouds? It's like a hole cut in the sky for God to pour through. Or Jesus. Do you think today will be the day that Jesus comes to judge the living and the dead?"

Ella: "Look! An airplane!"

Mason: "Well, that ruined that speech."

Feel the love

Mason and Ella Grace had such a fun time playing in the snow until it started raining on them. By the time they got in, they were soaking wet. Mason had to strip completely down. As I was giving him warm clothes and hot chocolate. I said, "Do you feel better?" He said, in his best Southern evangelist/MLK I Have a Dream voice, "I do! I feel it. I feel the love, like the love of GOD. It fills every heart, in every house, every person. Even those who are NAKED. And COLD." Man, I love that kid.