The Denver Burts: Nana and Pops

Monday, January 24, 2011

Nana and Pops

My mom came out for a visit this week and my dad followed for the weekend, my mom to help me and my dad to help Chris. What would I possibly need help with being a stay-at-home mom, you ask... sewing. The one art I have not yet perfected. My good friend Liz is having her first baby girl (currently she is a working mom of two, lets say, very active little boys) and I couldn't resist the chance to send a bundle of pink, pink, and more pink her way in the form of a car seat cover, diaper holder and changing pad, and a little pink elephant. Everything turned out perfect... thanks to my mothers expert and nimble fingertips and my sideline encouragement. My dad was able to help Chris get farther along in the basement so that we can again house guests comfortably. Plumbing, check. Wiring, check, reinforcement on the ceiling, check. Chris and my dad were able to get more done than expected and Chris now promises the deadline for the basement completion is now back on schedule. We did manage to squeeze in some fun at the Children's Museum and a few good walks around the block with a dash of ice-cave building and playdough on the side. All-in-all a wonderful visit!

3 comments:

Layne & Crystal said...: Seriously LOVE Isabelle's cheesy smile! Gosh! How can you not look at her and just crack up from her huge toothy grins! Love it! Oh, how we miss you guys! Glad to hear that your basement will be finished soon! I am sure you are ready for the "projects" to end already (although hopefully by now, you realize you have married a Burt boy with, I am sure, a never-ending list of projects). Love you guys!; January 25, 2011 at 10:56 AM
Jen said...: Love that fuzzy head of hair! What a cutie -- I can't believe how much she's grown!; January 26, 2011 at 9:52 AM
Lindseylou said...: Next time Linda and I will have to synchronize our visits so we can hang - just like old times. And maybe so can hem some clothing for me. You little Bells is ham for the camera. PS, tell Tay to keep the wise cracks coming...his little comments kill me!; January 26, 2011 at 8:02 PM

Post a Comment

Taylor Talk

Taylor: "That's one fine frog and I'm gonna catch him!"

Taylor: "Dad, can you make me invisible and tiny so that I can jump into the TV and live in Ponyville?"

Taylor: "Umm, I forgot what I was doing, hmm. OH WAIT! I unforgot, nevermind."

Taylor: "My name isn't Taylor anymore. Just call me Ninja, only Ninja."

Taylor: "Isabelle, I'm pretty sure you're ruining my life."

After hearing some loud thunder Tay runs upstairs and says:
"Hey guys! That was some thunder. The bad news is there's a tornado coming. The good news is everything is going to be a huge mess."

After being "asleep" for an hour, Tay comes downstairs and says:
"Mom, Dad, I kindof accidentally played with some toys in my bed and dropped one behind it. Could you come find it for me so I can put it away."

"Mom, who glued my bones together?"

Dad: "Hey Tay, I think I saw some dinosaur tracks outside this morning..."
Tay: "Next time we see the dinosaur I think we should shoot it and eat it."

"Hey Tay, who do you think ruined all your Lego Transformers?"
"Isabelle did, because I call her Isabelle the Destroyer."

"What do you want to get daddy for Christmas, Tay?"
"Lets get him a purse so he can keep all his stuff in it and some cords that he can plug some other stuff into."

"My shirt says Wild to be Born, Bells." Actually it says Born to be Wild. I thought it more entertaining not to correct him the whole day.

"Mommy, can we get another baby from the pet shop?"

"Daddy, I need a cell phone."
"Why do you need a cell phone, Tay?"
"So I can pretend to make a call."

I hear Taylor talking at the top of the stairs after I put him to bed about 15 minutes earlier, talking in his doorway.
"Tay, what are you doing? Get back into bed."
"Its o.k. mom, I'm just telling myself a story."

"Really Mom, really. We're picking up Transformers and you put a blue block in with them? Really, mom?" (All this said with an extremely patronizing look in his eye that I can only guess comes from his father.)

Taylor: "What are we doing today mommy?"
Mom: "We're going swimming with Jake and Jamie."
Taylor: "Oh, um, actually I meant to tell you, I already have some other plan, mom. Sorry."

Hearing Tay calling for me after bed I head up to his room where he promptly tells me his tummy hurts. I say, "How come it hurts, honey?" Tay's response is, "Because I hit myself in the tummy. Can you kiss it better?"

Trying to summarize one of the 15 transformer stories we have I say, "Megatron needed the map to get the spark." Taylor interrupts with, "Mommy, don't you mean Megatron needed the ancient code?"

#48) "Mommy, my bum hurts because I ate too many jelly beans." Totally random, right?

#47) "Don't say I'm your bestfriend mom."
"Why not, Tay?"
"Because I'm dangerous. I'm dangerous because I have a snake on my shirt."

#46) "Oh, mom, if you're going to Target can you pick me up a lightsaber. thanks."

#45) Taylor: "Daddy, can you put my Transformer's leg back on?"
Chris: "Sure. What happened to his leg, anyway?"
Taylor: "Megatron broke it off."

#44) "Isabelle, you are the prettiest girl in the whole world."

#43) "That was one gorgeous poop I made."

#42) As Taylor woke up from his nap and headed downstairs, Isabelle and myself were watching him. To this he said, "Don't look at me, I'm too special."

#41) "What are you drawing there, Tay?"
" A Masterpiece."

#40) "Mom, can I go live on the moon?"

#39) "Mom, can I have a warm dog and a hot dog for lunch?"

#38) I had asked Taylor to wait for me upstairs while I finished some things in the kitchen before nap. He waited for a bit and then yelled down the stairs, "HEY LADY! come read me a story!"

#37) "This aspargagas is bad. Send it back to the kitchen!"