Hubby traveling = crazy chaos that I wouldn't change!

It seems to never fail that as soon as my husband leaves the general vicinity overnight or on a long trip weird and crazy things happen to me, the kids, or the dog.

I have been sprayed by skunks while trying to convince our 70 lb. Retriever that skunks are not cats and do not want to be played with. I am sure she thought they were weird looking cats by the way she was playing but the momma skunk was having none of that mess. So, off to a tomato juice bath the dog and I went. For all those wondering, tomato juice does nothing for the smell! Nothing! You will only have a shower that looks like it was a scene for a Stephen King movie.

Little boys and chores

Yesterday I learned the need to explain myself better when giving directions. I was telling B (our special needs son) that I wanted him to empty the trash in the bathroom. Well, being a sweet, obedient boy he proceeded to "empty" the trash and I went about getting other things done. It wasn't until a few minutes later that I realized he had been in the bathroom a little too long. I opened the bathroom door only to find him emptying the trash in the toilet and flushing it down the drain. His hands were fishing in the toilet for the empty toilet paper rolls and all he said was, "you told me to empty the trash." Bless, I forget kids can be so literal. Lesson learned. I will from this point tell him where I would like the trash emptied. On a completely different note, sweet P'nut told me yesterday the she "couldn't hear me because her eyes were closed." I probably shouldn't have laughed at her being sassy but it was just too funny not to enjoy the humor of the moment.

Not those kind of socks...

Today's funny is brought to you by B... At church this morning a little boy asked for prayer for his friend because the Red Sox lost and his friend was very sad. (hey, they are 5 and 6 years old.) B being the sweet boy that he is wanted to pray for this sad boy, so the teacher let him. Here is his prayer: Dear God, "please be with the little boy who lost his red socks." Priceless. Love how kids process information.

Mother's Day

I love all the Mother's Day crafts that my kids come home with from school. My favorites are the books they made that answers questions about my age, favorite foods, etc... this year has proven to have some good ones. Here are a few of my favorite from each kid:

P'nut:
"My mommy is 22 years old." (Love her for this answer but she is about 10 years off.)
"If I could buy anything in the whole world for my mom, it would be (drum roll please)...oranges."

Our sweet girlie-girl:
"My mom weighs 79 pounds." (Yeah, when I was 8!)
"My mom's favorite thing to do with me is pray with me."

B:
"She loves to shop at Lowe's." (That's my boy! He knows me well.)
"I know she loves me because she hops with me"

JA:
"My mom is as pretty as a sunflower just blooming in the spring time." (Gonna have to watch out for this smooth talker!)
"My mom is patient" (He clearly has me confused with someone else.)


Love my kids and very proud to be their mom!

Just have to laugh...

Seeing that this is my first post to a blog I started a year ago I am not sure that I will gain any followers posting only once a year but I thought I would finally give this blog thing a roll. I want to give my family and friends a way to stalk, I mean keep up with all the funny and crazy things that my kids say and do.

Since my kids seem to make me laugh daily, what could be better than posting something that has the potential to make people smile or laugh. I have read that laughing burns an average of 1.3 calories per minute so maybe I can help with that New Year's resolution we have all forgot about now.  Of course, if you ate a Big Mac you may have to re-read quite a few post to burn that off so I am not going to guarantee that reading my blog will make you skinny, beautiful or look 10 years younger.

In case you just stumbled upon this blog and are wondering what in the world I am talking about when I mention "P'nut", "B", "J.A." or my "Girlie-girl," those are the nicknames for our wonderful kids ages 4, 6, 6, and 8.


Let me sum up my day with three quotes from my kids:
1. This morning I asked P'nut to stop picking her nose and she responded, "But mommy, boogers are so yummy!" (I couldn't even respond, just smiled and passed the hand sanitizer.)

2. As I am pulling into preschool I am asked, "Mom, when I am a mommy, will you be dead? I hope not." (Glad that last part was thrown in! I was rating my parenting on that answer. Not really, well kind of.)

3. Me: "B what did you do at school today?"
    B:  "Ate a fly and an ant"
(This is where you pretend you didn't hear the answer, reword the sentence and pray that he misunderstood the question. Nope, you both heard right...this is where you are thankful it wasn't a fire ant.)


Well, that was a relatively painless first post. Maybe I will get to the next one before 2013...notice I said "Maybe".