A Bit Of This, And A Bit Of That
Posted By jayna on June 28, 2010
I’m on my own for a few days while the husband is living it up on a business trip. Poor thing has to sleep all alone in a nice hotel bed, has cable in his room, unlimited choices on dinner, and even has time to catch a movie or two. I honestly don’t know how he does it. Really. It must be stressful, having all that freedom.
Just poking fun.
I think.
Though, if I started to list all the fun we’ve had over the past 24 hours, I may rethink the whole joking thing. Thing number one on that list would be how MJ escaped her diaper and managed to drop a load down the floor vent for the AC a mere 30 minutes after he left. And the two of them have managed to keep the trend going quite steadily. So much so that they wore themselves out enough for an actual nap today. Which, I suppose, would have to go in the bonus section. Even though I didn’t get a nap, spending the entire time convinced someone would wake up the second I laid down.
Such a fine line we have to walk.
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I’m starting to realize that my catch phrase when I’m angry is “I’m serious!”
And how do I know this?
Miss E has started a new game.
She dips her toe into being in trouble, just a tiny bit.
Laughs giddily and exclaims “You’re SERIOUS!!!”
Which, of course, causes me to laugh and engage in the fun, new game with her. Many a car ride has been spent with “you’re serious” and “no, you’re serious” going back and forth between the two of us.
It’s amazing the things these kids find funny.
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Tonight, as I was firmly parked in my rocking chair with MJ, completely engrossed in some trashy TV (Bachelorette, anyone?), E creaked her door open.
Three times in a row.
Each time she scampered back to bed with just a warning.
(Apparently, I’ve got the Mom Voice down pat now).
The fourth time, she crept all the way down the stairs. I threatened, she persisted:
“E. Bed. Now.”
“I have to ask you a question.”
“Bed. Now.”
“I really have to ask you a question.”
“It better be fast. What is it?”
“Umm . . . I . . .”
“E! Either you have something to say, or go to bed!”
“I . . . uhhhh . . .”
“That’s it! Bed!”
“I really like your purse! I have to tell you. I like your purse.”
She does get points for creativity and flattery.
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We officially have pigtails on MJ. Teeny, tiny ones, but there nonetheless.
The quest for them was enforced by E, insisting that they both wear purple, with blue “underpants” and pink shoes. And, of course, purple hairbands in their hair.
MJ has no idea what she is in for.
Those tiny little ‘tails are the cutest things EVER. And you do have a very nice purse. ;)
I forgot everything I wanted to say when I saw that pic. ADORABLE.
They can’t possibly be responsible for driving you crazy. They’re too cute.
Like the lil boy on Family Guy…Mom MOM Mom Mom….Mom, WHAT??!! I love you ;)
It drives me nuts when they say “MOM!” and I respond “What?” and nothing follows. So, I keep doing what I’m doing. Then, another “MOM!!!!” and another “What?!” from me. Pretty soon this escalates to me shouting, “What do you want?!? Just spit it out!” And the perpetrator will just stare at me, wondering what I’m so frustrated about.
Ah, motherhood.