The writings of a mom who sometimes loses her mind: Confessions of a late night shopper

Quotes from the kids

D- (Talking about the baby) "She said I love you. Did you hear her? She said wah wah wah...that's I love you in spanish."
We are sitting down talking at the start of a play. I tell the kids, "This is like a movie theater. You shouldn't talk." D chimes in, "And turn off your cell phones."
In the car I say, "No more messing around. Period." J replies, "Don't you mean exclamation mark?"
D- "Can I have some farties?" (smarties)
J- "I am going to wear my warmings tonight, I am pretty cold." (long johns)
O- "I know what a female is. I know what a mailbox is too. A female is a girl and mailbox is a boy. I know that because the wii and J taught me. Mom, why is a boy a mailbox and a girl a female?"
J- (we had Wendys for dinner) "Did you get me a Junior booger...whatever it's called?" I said, "Burger," and we both laughed.
J- "This is so hot. It must be 87 degrees or something. Ya, probably 87 degrees. It's pretty hot."
J- "Someone ate all the marshmellows out of my Lucky Charms." Dad responds dump it out and get a new bowl. J dumps it out. Dad says, "Not on the table! In the garbage." J gets the cereal off the table and into the garbage.
O- "How old are you and Dad? You're eighteen and he's thirteen, right?"
D- (talking about the bath water) I ask, "Is it too hot?" "No." "Is it too cold?" "No." "Then, it's perfect?" "No." I ask confused, "What?" D replies, "I just wanted to say no."
O- (speaking of baseball) "Do we play on the force field?"
D- (talking to Dad) "You can't feed the baby because you don't have bumps."
J- "O kicked me in the back in a pressure point." I ask, "What's a pressure point?" J says, "Well, I don't know but I think that's where I got kicked." I decide to take a look at J's back. It looks like J's back is really dry. I say, "What are all these little bumps?" J promptly chimes in, "Oh no! Chicken pox!" I think it's way past bed time.
O- "Don't eat that! It's for the beast!" I ask for what, and O says, "The beast." I finally get it, the feast.
O- "Dad are you hot?" Dad replies, "Yes, I am always hot!" O-"Let me feel." (O grabs Dad's arm) "No Dad, you're not hot."
J- "You don't want your old bike? How 'bout I trade you? I'll give you my bouncy ball."
Today J's hair didn't look combed and I said, "You need to fix your hair." Then I see J pick up the remote and comb with it. I ask, "What are you doing?" J answers, "Mom, the remote works great!"
The other night it was bedtime and I see J has just come out of the bathroom...with his hair freshy styled. I ask, "Why did you just do your hair?" J replies, "I don't want to have to do it in the morning."
O wrote a song for C. After singing the song for us, O decided the best part of the song was the line, "I love you even when you fart."
I know who that is. It's M. Wrestle Ballard.--O
You like to eat booggers.--J I know I do. They taste good.--O Here I have a boogger right now you can eat.--J I don't like other people's booggers...only my own.--O
Please don't pay my lunch money. (I ask why not.) I want to get a stamp on my hand. (They only give stamps for insufficient funds.)--J
You can be diaper man without a diaper. Don't waste the diapers.--J

Friday, February 13, 2009

Confessions of a late night shopper

I just realized I missed my chance to run to the store tonight. I was informed of a really good sale at Kohls, and I would go now except they're closed. I really love late night shopping trips while the kids are asleep, and watching the kids is just a little bit not as hectic for my love. But, I really shouldn't be surprised I forgot. After running a quick errand, barely making it to the school for after school pick up, feeding the baby, loading up the kids, going to the grocery store with all of them (yes, all of them), and realizing I had no time to make the dinner with all of the groceries I planned on using, picking up pizza, feeding the baby, throwing in the pizza, eating, cleaning up, and then having kids who fought tooth and nail to not go to bed, it's actually amazing I even remembered I had more I wanted to do today. Usually, I don't remember for days, weeks maybe, if ever. And, besides the amazing skills I show shopping on my own such as getting to the front door of the store from my car in under a minute (no kids you see), I have to confess what I probably love the most...even more than not taking the whole entourage into the dressing room...is the drive. I turn up the radio loud to whatever I am in the mood for and car dance. The dancing is not just a little crazy, it's a lot crazy. It makes me smile, and sometimes I notice it makes other drivers smile, which makes me smile just a little bit more.

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rick and cherylFebruary 14, 2009 at 9:32 AM
Some days are just like that, huh? I seem to rem'ber a time when you, me, & Joce all car danced in a little hoppin' town...good to know you've still got it!
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JoceFebruary 15, 2009 at 8:44 PM
You are so much fun! I would have given up after putting the kids down. I miss turning up the music and dancing while we cleaned.
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LauraFebruary 16, 2009 at 8:50 AM
I haven't sung and danced while cleaning for a long time. I will have to dig up that past time because I really enjoy it... and just let the kids laugh a little.
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NicoleFebruary 16, 2009 at 8:48 PM
I remember driving with you (I think you were a senior in HS) and you loving the music loud and fun as you drove. It is SO healthy for a mom to jam out once in a while.
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