Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Are you smarter than an 11th Grader?

February - 20 degrees, 8am

Daughter gets into car for ride to school after having missed her bus, wearing a t-shirt, jeans and flip flops.

Mom: "Go get a jacket and proper shoes."

Daughter: "I'm not cold."

Mom: "It's 20 degrees out, go get a jacket and proper shoes."

Daughter comes back to car, throws jacket on floor at feet, "I can't find my shoes, besides, everyone wears flip flops."

Mom: "Put your jacket on." Gives up on shoes because 5 minutes means the difference between daughter walking into school herself, or mom bringing 3 sick kids into the school to sign her in.

Pulling up to school. Daughter says, "Can I take my jacket off now?"

Mom: "When you get inside where it is warm."

Daughter: " It's hot in all my classes, and I'll have to carry my jacket around with me all day!"

Mom: "Put it in your locker."

Daughter: "I don't have one."

Mom: "You don't have a locker?! Why don't you have a locker?!"

Daughter: "I don't need one."


Thus begins another delightful day of child rearing.........

Monday, February 16, 2009

Favorites...

Mick's sunny disposition first thing in the morning is one of my favorite things.

Finding poop in his pajama drawer is not.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Gotta start locking the bathroom door



Tim says this is child abuse. I promise she laughs when she sees this picture now. Hope that doesn't mean she'll be doing it again. Vaseline is not the easiest thing to clean up!

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Be careful what you wish for....

As she was driving to two different schools this morning, to deliver the lunch her 7th grader left at home, and the glasses her 5th grader left behind, she thought to herself, "When I said I wish my kids could be more like me, this is NOT what I meant!"

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Bathroom re-do

I decided to finally use the paint I bought on a mystery shop in October. I have painted my upstairs bathroom "Little Dipper". It was Avocado green. Little Dipper looks more like a butter mint to me. I also replaced the light fixture, and the new light, with the yellow paint, caused Shane to say, as he was passing by , "The light! It BURNS!" I think I like it. I am in no hurry to do it again! The general consensus is that it is very bright. Which is OK - I like bright. It's happy. It is definitely better than the green. As I was taking down the mirror in preparation to paint, I remember thinking to myself, "I bet there's a big hole in the wall behind this mirror". There was. And an odd shade of blue paint. I am currently soaking the cabinet hinges in paint remover, and can see that the bathroom was, at one time, two different shades of blue, as well as the green, and white. One of those shades of blue was my least favorite color in the whole world : country blue. Country blue and ducks. Remember that craze? Yuck.

The other morning, I went to Lowes for rollers and brushes, and realized I had left the house in sweatpants (not yoga pants like, "Hey I am on my way to or from the gym"), but my husband's sweatpants (no I did not paint in them...), and a t-shirt, and crocs with socks. What is happening to me? Has becoming a homeowner turned me into a frump who compares paint colors to food?