Doughnuts, Do-nuts, donuts - they're all the same, a baked treat covered in an array of sugary confessions bursting with colors via fillings or sprinkles.
My boys = addicted. There's NOTHING better on the planet than warm dough rolled in a sweet explosion of refined sugar to make your taste buds do the happy dance! This addiction to donuts (Shipley's, or chocolate covered or powdered donuts) makes for tighter fitting jeans and a wallop to my checkbook! Growing kids are a great thing.... but NOT like this!
Friday, March 29, 2013
Jaws of His Life
After listening to the Cha Cha Slide on YouTube, I watched as my son intently turned on his MOST favorite song..... The Jaws Theme song. As I watched him, he closed his eyes as though listening was a meditation, he was "all in". It was the funniest thing. Jaws has been his life's "theme song" for over a year. My shark obsessed 9 year old loves Jaws! Aside from Superman or Tornados - Jaws IS the bees knees!
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Heartwarming, make that "rug warming"...
Nothing warms a mothers heart more than hearing a loving and wonderful conversation between the two dirty nerdys she loves:
As I stood outside the bathroom door last night to make sure they were showering and getting ready for bed, I overheard some conversation. I realized one child had gotten out of the shower and was done, while the other had never even gotten in the shower. My favorite part of being a mom is how they do exactly what you tell them the very first time you tell them to do something, oh wait!!! That only happens in a perfect world :) Anyway, of this conversation that was so sweet at some point I'm sure, I hear "why did you pee on the rug?!" Instantly I went into fight mode..... What?!?! (Please tell me that my boys are not the only ones who do things like this). As I begin to question the one accused of peeing on the rug, the one being accused points out the fact that the accuser has also pee'd on the rug - so apparently they were peeing together. Nice.
If you're like me, then you too got excited that this incident equaled one more thing you got to clean up that day, oh yay. Punishment quickly ensued and was laid out. 500 sentences each and the were grounded until I got the 500 sentences in my hand, and since this is a 4 day weekend for them, I thought they'd hasten to get it done fast. I sent them to bed at 8pm. I guess they got in there and discussed it and about 20 minutes later emerged with heartfelt apologies..... I still want my sentences. I just lessened the punishment to 250 instead of 500 and still grounded until I get all of them in my hand. Trying to demonstrate a "little" grace, yet maintain my tough exterior.
I'm a softy.
As I stood outside the bathroom door last night to make sure they were showering and getting ready for bed, I overheard some conversation. I realized one child had gotten out of the shower and was done, while the other had never even gotten in the shower. My favorite part of being a mom is how they do exactly what you tell them the very first time you tell them to do something, oh wait!!! That only happens in a perfect world :) Anyway, of this conversation that was so sweet at some point I'm sure, I hear "why did you pee on the rug?!" Instantly I went into fight mode..... What?!?! (Please tell me that my boys are not the only ones who do things like this). As I begin to question the one accused of peeing on the rug, the one being accused points out the fact that the accuser has also pee'd on the rug - so apparently they were peeing together. Nice.
If you're like me, then you too got excited that this incident equaled one more thing you got to clean up that day, oh yay. Punishment quickly ensued and was laid out. 500 sentences each and the were grounded until I got the 500 sentences in my hand, and since this is a 4 day weekend for them, I thought they'd hasten to get it done fast. I sent them to bed at 8pm. I guess they got in there and discussed it and about 20 minutes later emerged with heartfelt apologies..... I still want my sentences. I just lessened the punishment to 250 instead of 500 and still grounded until I get all of them in my hand. Trying to demonstrate a "little" grace, yet maintain my tough exterior.
I'm a softy.
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