Doesn’t count if you’re not looking
“Amy! Go to the bathroom and use a tissue. Don’t stick your finger in your nose.” “That’s not fair! I didn’t know you were looking.”
“Amy! Go to the bathroom and use a tissue. Don’t stick your finger in your nose.” “That’s not fair! I didn’t know you were looking.”
Evan: “I want eat dis.” Dad: “Cherry tomatoes? Why don’t I make you a sandwich first?” Evan: “No sammich. Mayters.” Dad: “I was saving those for dinner. Wouldn’t you like some peanut butter & jelly?” Evan: “I want eat mayters!” Dad: “Alright. I’ll make you a salad with tomatoes.” Evan: “Noooo. Just mayters.” Dad: “I’ll […]
As I drove Noah to his middle school band concert, he talked about the songs he was going to be playing. No. That’s not an accurate description of our conversation. It would be more accurate to say that Noah spoke sheet music slang and I nodded my head while saying “mmhmm.” “So then, during the […]
When I saw the son of family friends standing in the rain, I had to offer him a ride. When I noticed he was holding 3 cases of beer, I couldn’t help but ask if he was having a party. “No, just don’t want to go out in the rain again.” As I dropped him […]
Bad Wednesdays: Drive to preschool. Drive home. Drive to high school. Drive home. Drive to middle school. Drive home. Good Wednesdays: LOST Great Wednesdays: Everyone is FINALLY back on the island!
Amy: “I’m done mopping the kitchen floor.” Me: “It looks wonderful. Thank you for being so helpful.” Amy: “I clean it better than you do Mommy.” Me: “You’re right and that’s why you get to clean the kitchen floor EVERY DAY.” Amy: “Hooray!” I think the hooray would last longer if Swiffer made a WetJet […]
The plague is slowly working its’ way through our house. Sarah was the first to spike the fever that never ends and sleep like Rip Van Winkle. The only sign remaining that she was sick is her hacking cough and crotchety disposition. Now it’s Evan’s turn. His fever peaks in the wee hours of the […]
1. Insist that you want applesauce in your school lunch. 2. In the school cafeteria, take one nibble of applesauce. 3. Return open applesauce to backpack. 4. Throw backpack around several times. 5. Let mom open backpack to discover applesauce in every nook and cranny of backpack, school work, folders AND a school library book. […]
“This. Is. SO. Em-bar-ras-sing.”
“You may not leave the house. Ever. You should ALWAYS be at home.” Sometimes, she sounds like a little tyrant.