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Posts Tagged ‘Laugh’
Girl, Boy and Baby
November 30, 2010Still Need Peace and Quiet
November 16, 2010One morning this week, N and J got into a larger than normal arguement as we were loading up to take N to school. I took a deep breath and said, “Guys, do you know what I spent time praying this morning before you even woke up? I prayed for peace in our home today.”
To which N, still angry, answered, “Well, God didn’t answer that prayer.”
J, wanting to be like N, added, “Yeah. I think God’s dead.”
I cleared that one up real quick.
Something we really, really need but don’t have…
November 9, 2010At a super fun Halloween party this year, J was a hippie and I was a mime. Our costumes go together. We are something we really, really need but don’t have much of. Any ideas? The answer is at the end of the post…
This is a landmark building in our city. N and J call it ‘the pokey thing.’
The party hostess, our snazzy M&M.
Mr. and Mrs. Smith
Sick em Bears!
The invite said, “bring your own pumpkin carving tools so J brought his jig saw!”
Have you figured out what we were yet?
Hippie and mime.
PEACE and QUIET!!!
Definitely in short supply around here. We enjoy the wild rumpus , knowing that one day, all too soon, our home will be too quiet.
Humble Pie
November 2, 2010I recently prayed for humility. Then I laughed at the next sentence out of my own mouth, “But, God, please don’t let it be anything too humiliating.” Thus the need for humility!
God answered. In fact, the generous dose of humility has come in several forms in the past weeks. One of which is our suburban driver’s side door. It doesn’t work anymore. Well, only from the outside. This means that in order to exit the car, one must roll down the window, open the door from the outside, then roll the window back up before exiting the car. Usually, it also entails a second start of the engine because I never remember to roll down the window until after I turn the car off and try to open the door from the inside.
The other day, I had to get out of the car to help N with his seatbelt in the carpool line. Rolling down the window and leaning out to open the door in front of a whole line of soccer moms who were waiting for me was definitely my idea of humble pie.
We got a good laugh the day I rolled down the window to open the door and it wouldn’t open, even from the outside! J happened to be standing right there and I said, “Has the door been doing this to you too? Now you can’t even open it from the outside.” I was quickly reviewing the impact of this new development in my head. J came over to check out our new problem. Soon he realized a critical solution.
No door opens if it’s locked!
I Love Air-Conditioning!
August 17, 2010Last week, on the way back from a doctor’s appointment downtown, our jeep’s air-conditioner officially went out. It was an all summer long work in progress, really. I just kept thinking I was overly hot because I was pregnant. I never got cool in the car and would always be sweating when I arrived anywhere. Dummy.
It was the hottest time of the day. Miserable. Kids crying, everyone sweating, windows down (except for the one that doesn’t work anymore). Yeah, we looked like a real first class family! Truth be told, we soon began to wonder if we needed to try to somehow get to an air-conditioned place, even if it meant hiking for poor 5 week old SK’s safety. In her rear facing seat, she wasn’t even getting the super hot air that was blowing out of the ducts and she wasn’t happy about it at all.
The sign that stared us in the face as we sat in standstill traffic, waiting for a wreck to clear?
“Hot yet? Get your AC checked now. $29.95″
Oh, the irony.
Superman Throws Poop: A Logical Explanation
July 27, 2010
A five year old. A four year old. A three year old. A two year old. A three week old.
Two moms, enjoying a chat- as much as they can among the aforementioned company.
A two year old who is potty training.
The accident. Poop droplets on the stairs as he runs down yelling, “Mommy, I poo poo!”
Mom #1 rushes to the bathroom to clean up the two year old.
Mom #2 rushes to get cleaning supplies and a bag for the clothes.
Both moms holler for the other kids to avoid the poop. Everyone hears the warning except poor Superman.
Down the stairs comes Superman. All too late, we hear him say, “Hey, what’s this?” Then we hear, “Agggggggg!”
Then the flying poop. Out of Superman’s hand, a nice ricochet off the wall, and a skid onto the hardwood floor at the bottom of the stairs.
Superman crying, not because he just threw poop but because it might have gotten on his Superman costume.
And that, logically, is how Superman ended up throwing poop.
SK’s First Shower
July 20, 2010Last week, I asked N to go put his ear up to our door to find out if SK was crying or sleeping. Before I had put her down for her nap, I had turned on a little white noise maker right by her bed.
N came back with a confused look on his face. You could tell he was thinking something wasn’t right.
“Mom, she’s not crying but the shower’s on!”
Adjustment Incident #1
July 13, 2010On the second day that SK was home from the hospital, N and J decided to cut J’s hair. N cut the back and J did the sides. Normally, they are past this type of behavior. But, I think a new sister has them a little off kilter. At first I thought we’d have to give her a major chop but now I’ve decided to keep it as is and let her wear a pony tail for the next 6 months.
Sigh. Hopefully, this will be the worst of their sibling rebellion.
Do Nothing
June 29, 2010This week, I heard the following conversation take place between Baba and N:
Baba: N, what do we need to do to help you not respond in anger to your little sister?
N: Well, you’ve tried everything and nothing is working. I think you should just do nothing and see if that works.
World’s Best Bad Jokes
June 15, 2010My daily calendar sometimes has a world’s best bad joke on the back of the page.
I thought this one was pretty good:
What do you call four matadors in quicksand?
Quatro Sinko!
