Ugh ~ if I need to record one aspect of my life more thoroughly it is the funny parts. Because I forget how many there are, easily becoming overwhelmed with the negative parts.
A few I've typed in my phone.....
Nickles as he and I are driving down the driveway, "Well, would you look at that?! Annika is shoveling the driveway and Dominic is playing in the snow! What a lazy bum!"
"Well, why don't you go help Annika?"
"No! I want to play in the snow!"
This one was from Shannon and I was like, huh?
"Holy smokes! I keep biting my cheeks. You must have cut the lettuce wrong and it's making me bite my cheeks!"
Dom, as he's gazing blankly out the window during school, "Why does Carbon have such a sad face when he's going to the bathroom?"
Kath to Nickles, "We are not going to McDonalds because it is not healthy for us."
Nickles, totally confused, "Whaaaaaat?! We can have a hambuger sandwich and they have, like, LETTUCE on them!"
Nickles totally disgusted as we're looking through pattern books at JoAnn's, " This is total BS. All of these clothes are lady's. I need some man clothes."
Random comment one day, Josh walks into the kitchen deadpan serious, "Mom, can I learn tap dancing? Everyone else swing dances and my body is just not made for that."
The view from my window one evening while I was on the treadmill ~
He's been forbidden to use the business stamp.
So he placed it somewhere quite discreet.
"Momma, I haffa pee on the fires."
Now I know what the guys do when they're burning slash out of my direct line of sight.
"Max, your toes are terrible."
I'm not sure if I was more concerned that Nickles was such a pro
or that Max was completely content allowing Nickles to give him a pedi.
Okay ~ this was the cutest story ever. I let Max visit the toy section in TJ Maxx AFTER I'm done with whatever shopping I may be doing. And he is always satisfied to simply look. But this evening he turned around with his arms wrapped tightly around this inflatable airplane.
"Mom, it's NOT a wipoff! It's not. It's awesome. Please, Momma?"
And I couldn't say no.
But this child is also familiar with 'losing' things between toy sections and the car.
When he saw me actually paying for the plane he looked at me and at the checker incredulously, "Thank you, Mom! It's so awesome. It's so, so awesome!"
And the checker melted, "Oh my goodness. I have never seen anyone so grateful!"
Then we got home, filled the wading pool, stripped off clothes
and he played til he was frozen and the moon was up.
May as well test the mattress on the way to the checkout.
Not sure what expedition he was preparing for, but it looks exciting.
"Mom, I looooove the smell of burning money."
Huckleberries ~ the definition of summer in Montana!
Rockstar Grandma, peddling to Mass, helping the kids get bike time in before the triathlon.
Why wouldn't the son of a builder be using power tools without supervision?
