cute things kids say, and bread

There have been some pretty amazing things happening this week.  First and foremost. the boys have spent nearly every minute of playtime down in the basement, playing with their lego.  The amazing part is that they go down on their own (they usually feel the need to ask a grown up to come with them), and they are playing without fighting.  I will be sitting/laying on the couch with the Girl and all I hear is talking, laughing, and sometimes singing.  I keep anticipating hearing the yelling and fighting, but it hasn't happened yet.  All I can say is : WOW!

Yesterday at lunch, Boy2 told me (out of the blue) that sometimes Jesus tells us not to eat apples.  I guess he was thinking of the Garden story with Adam and Eve.  I asked him if it was okay to eat the apples we had in the house.  He said yes.  Oh, good.  Thanks for the permission, little guy!

Today we drove the Boy to school.  It was -10 with a high today of -4 (although I don't think we'll get that high even).  Every school day, I stay in the class for a few minutes and put newsletters into backpacks, retrieve signed permission slips, etc.  This morning as I was getting the two littles into their coats to leave, the class was doing numbers and recognition.  They have flash cards with a rectangle divided into ten with some coloured and others left blank.  The teacher shows one with three coloured, and points out that three has a friend- seven!  See, this one has three coloured, and this one has three white.  That means seven are coloured!  She has done this with all of the numbers 1-10, and they practice three children (one at a time) in the morning, again after recess, and again in the afternoon.  Today, though, just before I left, the Boy had his turn.  I was so PROUD!  I really hope he continues to thrive and soak up all this knowledge.  I always knew he was bright and smart, but it really helps to see him in the academic setting (I know, it's only Kindergarten, but still).

After we dropped the Boy off, we got into the truck and headed for the store (we did our big monthly shopping yesterday, but forgot some stuff.... as usual).  Boy2 heard on the news on the radio about the fellow who died on the job in a railway yard.  All I heard from the back was "Did you hear that, Mommy?  Somebody died!"  Is three too young to hear the news?  I told him because there were not safe things where he was working and that seemed to work, but I think he's becoming a bit fatalistic.  Both boys.  Yesterday, Boy2 asked Daddy about the poppy he was wearing, and Hubby warned him about the pin and that he could prick himself.  His response to that?  "Then I will die?"  No, Sweetie, just have a little ouchy where it pricked you.

All of the Halloween decorations are put away for another year.  This afternoon, I brought up some of the lighter Christmas boxes and will hopefully convince Hubby to bring up the others.  I'm getting a little excited to decorate :)  The music has been playing for a few weeks already, and I'm starting to make a list for the baking I want to do.  Need bacon.  Lots of bacon.  Wondering how many perogs I'll get to make this year...

While at the store, I idly looked for a bread maker.  I've been casually been looking for one for a month or two, and today I saw one.  And it was on "Holy Cow, Sale!".  Jumped at it, and now there is bread in there, kneading right now.  It'll be done for supper.  But tonight is the Fall Supper at St John's in Golden Spike, so we'll be bringing bread and buns to that.  I'm really enjoying this new toy!

But I should go.  I didn't get to shower this morning and the littles are napping, so I should probably take advantage of this quiet time.  Yesterday I fell asleep with them, today I think I'm too excited about the bread maker.  So many neat recipes to try....