I usually do not have the radio on when the kids are in the car. Yesterday morning was no different, except we had music of a different kind.
(Total Silence)
Ben: (quietly and in mono tone) e-e-e-e-e-e-e-
(Silence)
Ben:(a little louder) e-e-e-e--ah-ah-ah-ah-e-e-e-e-ah-ah-ah-ah-ooo-ooo--ooo---ah-ah
(I look in the rear view mirror and see Max hiding his head into the side window)
Ben: (real loud) E-E-E-E-E-E-AHHHHHHHH-E-E-E-E-AHHHHHHHHHHH
Max: (real quiet) e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e.........
Saturday, July 30, 2005
Thursday, July 28, 2005
Is this a problem?
We have already booked our Disney World Vacation for a year from now.
It has been booked for about 2 months.
I am already planning the trip.
Like...how we are going to get there...(RV)...what we will pack...if we "RV" then we could save money by buying groceries here... I wonder how many times we will eat in vs. eat out.. I could always make a big pot of ZITI that could last us a couple of meals....blah blah blah....
Is this a problem?
It has been booked for about 2 months.
I am already planning the trip.
Like...how we are going to get there...(RV)...what we will pack...if we "RV" then we could save money by buying groceries here... I wonder how many times we will eat in vs. eat out.. I could always make a big pot of ZITI that could last us a couple of meals....blah blah blah....
Is this a problem?
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Oh.. "happy" day...
Max starts day off on naughty wall...
Ben fussy from vaccines yesterday...
Walk outside to a pool of radiator fluid...
Take kids to school...
Take car to mechanic...
Get to work... 15 new referrals...(usually 1 maybe 2)
Get call from mechanic...$1000
Get call from school... Ben running 102 temp and throwing up...
Bird nose-dives into mother's car while on the way to pick up Ben... suicide...
Go get Ben from school to find out they didn't give scheduled tylenol (for vaccine)which is why he is running fever...
Have to pull Max out of classroom birthday party because I won't be able to make it back since I do not have a car... (you can imagine how well my 2 year old took that)
Drop kids off at home.. Mike shows up so I can go back to work...
Get call from friend to tell me that other friend thinks we are bad friends...
... oh happy day...
...and tomorrow I get to go to court in the hood for the ticket from the accident where I totaled the other car...w o o h o o .....
Ben fussy from vaccines yesterday...
Walk outside to a pool of radiator fluid...
Take kids to school...
Take car to mechanic...
Get to work... 15 new referrals...(usually 1 maybe 2)
Get call from mechanic...$1000
Get call from school... Ben running 102 temp and throwing up...
Bird nose-dives into mother's car while on the way to pick up Ben... suicide...
Go get Ben from school to find out they didn't give scheduled tylenol (for vaccine)which is why he is running fever...
Have to pull Max out of classroom birthday party because I won't be able to make it back since I do not have a car... (you can imagine how well my 2 year old took that)
Drop kids off at home.. Mike shows up so I can go back to work...
Get call from friend to tell me that other friend thinks we are bad friends...
... oh happy day...
...and tomorrow I get to go to court in the hood for the ticket from the accident where I totaled the other car...w o o h o o .....
Saturday, July 16, 2005
Public Toilet Seats
I have just about had it...
I am sick of you ladies... and you know who you are... Ladies who (as my mama would say) "sound like a cow pissing on a flat rock"....ladies who are so scared to sit on public toilet seats because your ass germs are so much more sacred than the rest of us... so much so that the reason it is disgusting to sit on public toilet seats is beacuse of those of you who hover ten feet off the ground and spray your sacred ass germs all over the seat! And you know it is you... because if it had been the remains of the dirty ass who sat on the seat, it would be smeared... but no... it is a perfect round freshly laid bubble of sacred ass germ, straight from your ass.... the ass that has just walked away thankful that her sacred ass didn't get contaminated with dirty germs, but who has no concern to turn around, check for her own sacred germs, and WIPE THE SEAT!!
.. Goodness gracious, no.... then those dirty germs might touch those sacred hands that you didn't bother to wash when you grabbed the handle of the door to walk out of the bathroom with your sacred ass germs all over them ....
SIT...YOUR...ASS...DOWN......(on pretty paper laid delicatly on the seat if you have to...)
I am sick of you ladies... and you know who you are... Ladies who (as my mama would say) "sound like a cow pissing on a flat rock"....ladies who are so scared to sit on public toilet seats because your ass germs are so much more sacred than the rest of us... so much so that the reason it is disgusting to sit on public toilet seats is beacuse of those of you who hover ten feet off the ground and spray your sacred ass germs all over the seat! And you know it is you... because if it had been the remains of the dirty ass who sat on the seat, it would be smeared... but no... it is a perfect round freshly laid bubble of sacred ass germ, straight from your ass.... the ass that has just walked away thankful that her sacred ass didn't get contaminated with dirty germs, but who has no concern to turn around, check for her own sacred germs, and WIPE THE SEAT!!
.. Goodness gracious, no.... then those dirty germs might touch those sacred hands that you didn't bother to wash when you grabbed the handle of the door to walk out of the bathroom with your sacred ass germs all over them ....
SIT...YOUR...ASS...DOWN......(on pretty paper laid delicatly on the seat if you have to...)
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
He is still just 2...
(TV commercial blaring between Jimmy Neutron & Spongebob)
Max: Mommy look... dinosaurs!
Me: I know.. how cool! It's a movie at the IMAX.
Max: (frown) no mommy... I Max...
Me: Yes, baby, you are Max.. but the dinosaurs are at the movies..remember the big TV with the popcorn? It's called IMAX.
Max: (angry frown) YOU MOMMY... I - MAX!!
Me: ... Yes baby... you are right... you're Max....
Max: Mommy look... dinosaurs!
Me: I know.. how cool! It's a movie at the IMAX.
Max: (frown) no mommy... I Max...
Me: Yes, baby, you are Max.. but the dinosaurs are at the movies..remember the big TV with the popcorn? It's called IMAX.
Max: (angry frown) YOU MOMMY... I - MAX!!
Me: ... Yes baby... you are right... you're Max....
Sunday, July 10, 2005
One of My Worst Mommy Fears
So, one of my worst mommy fears came true on Friday.
We have already established in previous posts that I tend to be a Shirly McLaine, "Terms of Endearment" type mom. One of my biggest fears is not hearing them in the shower or when I am drying my hair. I always check on them right before and right after these activities. I just know that if their little worlds are going to come crashing down,I am sure that it is going to happen during this brief time.. okay.. maybe not too brief, I do have a lot of hair, after all. I am sooo paranoid that I truly believe that I hear things through the hair dryer noise and I am constantly cutting the hair dryer off, listening for chaos, then continuing with my beauty ritual.
Friday the ritual occurs as usual, only this time, my fear comes true. I cut off my hair dryer to hear Max wailing in the living room. I run into the room to find him face down on the floor, nothing moving except his head which is emitting the <"This really hurts" wail and not the "I fell again and I want to see if I can con mommy out of a popsicle" whine. I swoop him up into my shoulder to comfort him. I pull him away so that I can ask him what hurts and he flips out because my shoulder is not covered in blood.
Oh, shit...please don't let this be bad...
We calmly go to the kitchen so that I can clean him up and see where the blood is coming from. Luckily, the majority of the damage is just snot and tears mixed wit the blood that is coming out of his nose. Nothing broken, nothing harmed...thank goodness.
This could have led me to one of my other fears...having to call an ambulence when you are naked and dripping wet. 'Cause if you had to call the ambulence while you are still naked and wet, then it is serious enough that you can't walk away from the patient long enough to get dressed... but I will leave this dilema for another post.
We have already established in previous posts that I tend to be a Shirly McLaine, "Terms of Endearment" type mom. One of my biggest fears is not hearing them in the shower or when I am drying my hair. I always check on them right before and right after these activities. I just know that if their little worlds are going to come crashing down,I am sure that it is going to happen during this brief time.. okay.. maybe not too brief, I do have a lot of hair, after all. I am sooo paranoid that I truly believe that I hear things through the hair dryer noise and I am constantly cutting the hair dryer off, listening for chaos, then continuing with my beauty ritual.
Friday the ritual occurs as usual, only this time, my fear comes true. I cut off my hair dryer to hear Max wailing in the living room. I run into the room to find him face down on the floor, nothing moving except his head which is emitting the <"This really hurts" wail and not the "I fell again and I want to see if I can con mommy out of a popsicle" whine. I swoop him up into my shoulder to comfort him. I pull him away so that I can ask him what hurts and he flips out because my shoulder is not covered in blood.
Oh, shit...please don't let this be bad...
We calmly go to the kitchen so that I can clean him up and see where the blood is coming from. Luckily, the majority of the damage is just snot and tears mixed wit the blood that is coming out of his nose. Nothing broken, nothing harmed...thank goodness.
This could have led me to one of my other fears...having to call an ambulence when you are naked and dripping wet. 'Cause if you had to call the ambulence while you are still naked and wet, then it is serious enough that you can't walk away from the patient long enough to get dressed... but I will leave this dilema for another post.
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
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I am The WorldMonday, July 04, 2005
What a Weekend!!
Oh what a fun weekend! I am taking the opportunity to get this in now while the memories are still fresh. The kids are napping (yes the post time is correct, it is almost 7:00 PM... I think we are hoping that they will sleep straight through until moring after the busy weeekend we have had!)
Friday, Max had a petting zoo at school which he flipped over! Then Friday night the K5 crew (my sister and her kids) came to spend the weekend.
Saturday, family wedding with all the kids and all the extended relatives. Lots and lots of fun. Max was quite the Mack Daddy (separate post, I promise...with pics)
Sunday, brunch with the extended family!
Monday, neighborhood parade, followed by slip 'n slide and water balloons while Mike fired up the grill!
I am too tired to be wordy so here are the pics...
...possibly too tired for fireworks other than on TV..we will have to see...
Max slippin and slidin...
Friday, Max had a petting zoo at school which he flipped over! Then Friday night the K5 crew (my sister and her kids) came to spend the weekend.
Saturday, family wedding with all the kids and all the extended relatives. Lots and lots of fun. Max was quite the Mack Daddy (separate post, I promise...with pics)
Sunday, brunch with the extended family!
Monday, neighborhood parade, followed by slip 'n slide and water balloons while Mike fired up the grill!
I am too tired to be wordy so here are the pics...
...possibly too tired for fireworks other than on TV..we will have to see...
Max slippin and slidin...
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