Sarah says
“Um, Mom, nobody cares what parents do.” She is taking a blogging survey for the school paper and I suggested she add a question asking if students’ parents blog.
“Um, Mom, nobody cares what parents do.” She is taking a blogging survey for the school paper and I suggested she add a question asking if students’ parents blog.
Noah: “Mom, I want to take violin lessons.” Mom: “?” Noah: “I want to learn how to play ‘The Devil Went Down to Georgia’.” Mom: “!” The boy’s favorite television show is ‘Mythbusters‘ and he’s obsessed with a song from 1979. He’s an odd child.
Noah: “Mom, whitey-tighties are NOT cool!” Mom: “Get used to not being cool.”
“Mom, do we have that Devil went to Georgia song?” “Yes, it’s on the Urban Cowboy soundtrack.” He has been listening to the song on a loop for about 12 hours now. I am unphased. I developed a high threshold for this particular type of torture when my bedroom was over my brother’s and he […]
“Noah, you have a really hairy back.” Poor Noah.
Mom: “Evan, get down from there, right now.” Evan giggles and continues jumping on his big brother’s bed. Mom: “One. . .” Evan: “Two!” I guess there’s too much counting in our house.
Noah came out of the tub with dry hair and a dirty face. “Did you use soap and shampoo?” “Yes.” “Sigh.”
There’s something wrong about the 4-year-old singing “who let the dogs out”.
Tonight Amy was a walking zombie, but unwilling to go to her bed. I held her in my arms and rocked her. As I rocked, I realized that she had one hand on either side of my left breast and was massaging it. Mom: “Amy, why are you playing with Mommy’s breast?” Amy: “I like […]
Mom: “Amy, stop acting selfish.” Amy: “No, YOU’RE selfish.” Mom: “You may NOT call me names.” Amy: “Selfish, selfish.” Mom: “Would you like a time out?” Amy: “I was just saying I like shell fish.” Mom: “!”