1. The fact that my kids know that 1/2 my bed is empty and view that as an open invitation every night at 1 am.
2. I am not man enough to start my lawnmower and feel so silly asking some to come start my lawn mower!
3. The fact that I now have to pay a sitter to watch my kids while I give blood and get my hair done, and do yoga class. (not at the same time)
4. 7 hr time difference happens to be right as I am making dinner every night.
5. I really miss food that my kids don't like.
6. I secretly miss watching Top Gear
7. My bed is cold at night(until the kids get in) and I can't sneak a nap anymore!
I hope this goes be quickly.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Friday, April 16, 2010
At least she is learning her letters
I was on the phone with a friend and was talking about her daughter Madi.
A: Is that my sister Madi?
Me: Which sister is that? ( notice I did not point out that she doesn't have a sister, why crush her dreams now?)
A: The one next door (the neighbor's name is Madison)
Me: No I am talking about Madison S.
A: Yeah the next door neighbor!
Me: No that is Madison.......something that starts with a P.
A: Penis?
A: Is that my sister Madi?
Me: Which sister is that? ( notice I did not point out that she doesn't have a sister, why crush her dreams now?)
A: The one next door (the neighbor's name is Madison)
Me: No I am talking about Madison S.
A: Yeah the next door neighbor!
Me: No that is Madison.......something that starts with a P.
A: Penis?
Thursday, April 1, 2010
OH NO here we go
Anya has a boyfriend named Cael.(pronounced Kale) I thought this was a boyfriend like the boyfriends you have when you are in preschool.
Wednesday he brought her a ring, from a quarter machine. She thanked him with a giant hug. OH NO! I AM NOT READY FOR THIS!
We were sitting at dinner and Anya was brainstorming things she could get for him. Her Papa said, "How about a bloody nose?"
She didn't like that idea, we did.
Wednesday he brought her a ring, from a quarter machine. She thanked him with a giant hug. OH NO! I AM NOT READY FOR THIS!
We were sitting at dinner and Anya was brainstorming things she could get for him. Her Papa said, "How about a bloody nose?"
She didn't like that idea, we did.
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