Ramblings from one sanity challenged mother...........

[gijanet]

It's been a really long night getting Trip ready for his Medieval Faire
Tomorrow at school. WE put the finishing touches on his costume and
made "Dragon Food Cupcakes," which involved lots of icing, gummy
worms, smushed up oreos, etc. Katie "helped," too, and was covered in
icing from ear to ear. As I was trying to sandblast some of the
rockhard icing off of the table before it became a permanent fixture, I
asked Katie to go wash her face and brush her teeth................sigh! When
will I ever learn???

She did exactly what I asked her to do. She drug her stool over to
the bathroom sink, turned on the water, and then proceeded to dump
cupfuls upon cupfuls of water all over her head!!! This was only halted
by Trip's discovering her and screaming, "What are you doing,
Munchkin?" Of course, I came running, only to discover one very
soaked Katie along with a very soaked bathroom rug with water to
spare all over the floor. Somehow, her toothbrush was stuck down in the
drain between the stopper and the sink YUK!!!! - guess she did that before she "washed her face." Threw that out in a hurry! Then Katie started crying and once again accused me of not loving her anymore........at least she didn't ask me if I was going to take her food away this time...............Big sigh! Well, she did only do what I asked her to do.............guess I need to be a tad bit more specific next time as to procedure.

Anyway, I just now got the kids in bed - and aren't they going to be a joy to get up in the AM? - and the bathroom floor mopped up.
I am one whooped puppy and still have to make lunches..............ugh! Never mind the grading I haven't touched. And why is it that Don is always down at Fort Sam when we have "good times" like this?
Hope everyone has had a smoother night. Thanks for letting me whine as I could use about a gallon of any good wine right now - heck, I'd settle for Thunderbird right about now - to hell with good!
Hugs.

 

[Gnusgal]

At least today is Friday?

Sorry to hear about your late night fiascos. But you know, they really are entertaining on this end...

 

[countryboy]

They grow up so quick though. My son and daughter (you met them at Presby) are 30 and 24 years old. Last night will become a fond memory in the future.
I remember my neighbor calling to see if our bedroom was on fire--she could see smoke coming from the open window. My 2 year old daughter had vaseline in one hand and baby powder in the other while sitting in the window. She was having a wonderful time making smoke. My wife did not think this was too funny at the time, but we all laugh now.
Cherish them, love them, and spoil them. They are a gift. Tell Katie and Trip I said HI.
She is in my thoughts and prayers.

God Bless,

Bobby

 

[karenm]

Smiling!!

Smiling!!

Thanks for sharing the story! It made me smile and that is always a good thing!! The cupcakes sound lovely!! Did you take a picture that you can share with us? I can almost taste the gummy worms!
~Karen

 

[joy]

ROFLMAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I remember when Ian was "Helping" me by trying to put carpet deoderizer on the floor...only it was baby powder, and he dumped it ALL OVER! We've all had those moments! My brothers one time decided to wake up, and go for the hershey's syrup and make themselves a snack. Unfortunately, it was early in the morning, and mom was still asleep. They got it ALL over the beige carpet, themselves, everywhere! One time they started a closet on fire, too. At least you don't have two boys!

 

[Mary]

Sorry Janet,
Your story pales in comparison to some of mine! Right off the top of my head I recall returning to a house that had all the windows and doors thrown wide open on a sizzling July day while the airconditioner was going full blast. I thought, hmmmm, wonder what's going on?

It made sense when I realized the house was full of smoke; the boys had secretly been lighting fireworks in the house. They knew it was time for me to be home, so they put the punk (that's the long stick you light them with) back in the sack with the Bottle Rockets. Problem was the punk wasn't completely extinguished and the sack smoldered and then exploded. The sack had been hidden (I thought)in our bedroom, so my wall was blackened from the smoke and soot.
Now get this! The real kicker was my husband was home throughout it! He was doing something other than watching them, and he had caught on just before I drove in. He was frantically supervising the attempt to air the house out!

Then there was the day I was gone and came home to the upstairs window screen out because the youngest had jumped out trying to escape the brother he had just shot in the foot with a BB gun. . . but that's another story.
Life with kids; you either love em or go crazy!

 

[gijanet]

Thanks, guys, so much for the sympathy.

Thanks, guys, so much for the sympathy.

ANd your stories had me rolling on the floor laughing my you know what off - I hope about five pounds worth. Thanks again for the laughs. It is so nice to know that you aren't the only one with those Kodak moments - not that I even thought about a camera.................sigh! Sent a disposable one with Trip to school.................did he take a picture? Did he even bother to take it out of his cargo pocket? Well, you know the answer to that one. Many hugs to you all.