Showing posts with label Shane-isms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shane-isms. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

"Swinging Lifestyle of a Meerkat"

My 9 year old, Shane, wrote this short report Monday after reading about Meerkats. His innocence in it all is what makes it so precious. I just had to share it. I will type it here exactly the way it appears on his paper, misspelled words and all. Here goes:


Meerkats

Meerkats are predators. They can make babies when their one year old. They can do it all year.

They can use their sharp long claws to kill, to dig, to fight. They travel in packs. One will guard while the rest hunt. They are related to other species to. They are also on diets.

{Then he drew a cute picture of them!)

Now here is the adult translation pertaining to what we read yestereday:

Meerkats are predators They have no particular mating season as do some mammals.

They use their claws for defense. They travel in packs and hunt in groups. Their diet consists of insects and larva, some meat.

Friday, December 22, 2006

Some Shane-isms!


Hey everyone. What a great day! I have had a most wonderful day with loved ones all around me. I woke up with the worst nauseating headache ever, but by afternoon, was able to visit better and be more coherent!

My parents spent most of the day with us, as Aunt Tommie is here, so my dad wanted to be near and visit his sister. She is 7 years his senior. And oh such stories were told today. I will forever cherish them in my heart and memory. (Well- if I write them down somewhere!) Mom brought her famous chicken and dressing casserole which has the gravy mixed right in it already, her delicious green beans, rolls and 2 apple pies. I had corn on the cob and home made fudge. It was like a mini-Christmas dinner! Shane said while seated at the dinner table, "This is our Christmas rehearsal dinner." We also opened our gifts from Aunt Tommie since we won't be with her on Christmas day. She opened hers from us as well.

Here are a few other cute things Shane has said lately.

While in the Brandon Mall with his dad 2 weekends ago, his father suggested a certain item Shane could buy me. Now mind you, Shane had $23.00 left from his birthday money and wanted to use HIS money to buy my gift. The item my husband suggested cost $80.00. He was thinking he could help Shane pay the difference. When Shane heard the price, he threw up his chubby hands and said, "Hey wait a minute! I'm sort of on a budget here!"

A couple of weeks ago when Josh was leaving to work in Miami, he told Shane he wanted to give him his birthday gift when he got back. Shane of course asked why. Josh explained it was something that required him to help Shane with. He didn't want to just give it to him and then leave town. It would be better to give it to him when he got back. So the next night, Shane tells his grandparents and I, "I think the reason Josh didn't give me my gift before he left is because he bought me something very sophisticated."

The first night Aunt Tommie was here, Agustin had gone on to bed leaving us "night owls" chatting on the couch. Shane later comes in and squeezes in between us on the couch and smiles while putting both arms on the back of the couch and then cupping our shoulder, (mini-hug) he then looks up into my face and says, "I know how to treat the ladies - I've been doing my research!"

Last night, his dad and I told him he could sleep in our bed with his dad because Aunt Tommie and I sit up late talking and I would simply sleep in his bed when we finally shut up. So Shane goes into my room with Agustin a short while, then comes popping out saying, "I don't really feel sleepy yet and besides - I want to run with the big dogs; or should I say ladies?"