I take it back about the blow drier.
Bad hair day today. The ions are conspiring against me.
No, U cannot haz pikchur.
The V-meister stayed home sick from school today. We boomeranged around the confines of our little hovel all the livelong day. I'm always amazed at how a kid can have a temp nearing 104 degrees Fahrenheit one minute, then be somersaulting off her bed wearing nothing but a tutu and tiara one half hour and a dose of Motrin later. She only got ornery around sevenish and asked us to "please put the J-dog away" so she could go to bed.
Speaking of hovels, the P-Dog and I almost lost our marbles yesterday and actually considered bidding on a foreclosed house that was up for auction across the street from my parents. It seemed like a brilliant idea - the kids could skip over to bake cookies with their grandparents at a moments notice! The P-Dog and I would go out every weekend night while my parents babysat! We'd have an extra bathroom, a family room, eat-in kitchen, and attached garage in a crack-free neighborhood! All of our problems would be roundly solved for just pennies on the dollar!
But then we realized we'd be living across the street from my parents. There's a reason why a very successful situation comedy was borne of just such an arrangement, and while it might have made for excellent blog material, we just weren't up for the challenge. There were a few other obstacles - a cash deposit, our current mortgage, the fact that we'd never seen the inside of the place. You know, like that.
The V-meister overhead us talking about how much we'd like to move, though, and suggested we go to the Home Depot to get ourselves a new house if we want one so badly.
She's smart like that. Back in October, when she announced she wanted to be a butterfly for Halloween, I told her I'd have to think about where we could find a butterfly costume. She looked at me as if I had three heads and said, "Mama. You go to the butterfly. costume. center."
She thinks she's all that, but I'm the real genius. 'Cause I told her we can go to the School Bus Store and pick one out just as soon as she has one quarter of one million dollars in her piggy bank.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
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LOL ! Amazing isn't it how kids figure things just come out of nowhere?
"butterfly costume center"
Snort.
Today Parker whined that he wanted a car with a DVD player in it so he could watch TV in the car.
good gawd.
I told him I needed about $30k for that. He said I could have all of his money and when I asked how much he had, he said one dollar.
Whoa. Big spender. Don't spoil me now!
Yeah, we're the real geniuses, you and I.
Ok, first? I love the NeeNerHaHa thingy on your sidebar. LOVE. IT.
Your daughter sounds like a piece of work! Don't you just love having a brilliant child that has all the answers? The butterfly costume store... Der... How could you be so daft?
:)
LOL - the butterfly center.. reminds me of a time when I was little and wanted something from the store. My mother told me we didn't have extra money for that thing on this trip, maybe next time. I told her to just write a check. :) Needless to say, I still didn't get whatever it was I wanted.
"If I had a million dollars..."
I'd buy you a monkey. Haven't you always wanted a monkey?
I feel for ya. My kids bounce off walls too, even when they are sick. She sounds like she has a lot of spunk though and the butterfly comment, adorable.
I love my parents. Truly I do.
But I would NEVER want to live across the street from them. No thank you.
Butterfly Costume Center. That's wonderful. Kids are too funny..
So, she wants her own school bus?
How simple the world must be for a toddler - butterfly costume center, house store. When my 4 yr old found out that she would lose her baby teeth someday, she wanted to visit the store to "choose out" some new ones.
Hey. Hi. I bought that blow drier last night. I used it this morning. I'm still waiting for the shine... and for the frizz to go away.
(and no, you dont win! lol)
i think child home sick from school probably reverses the positive (negative? neutral?) effect of any ions in your hairdryer. ack.
The distance to a family member's house must be far enough away that a phone call preempting their arrival is in order. That is my rule. No just dropping by, that would be anarchy.
The other day in the car, my son said, "Mom, let's go to Prize."
"Prize?" I said. "Where's that?"
"They pick you up."
"Oh!" Light bulb. "You mean Enterprise."
"Yeah, Ennerprise."
"We don't need to go to Enterprise. They rent cars out there, and we already have a car."
"But our car's dirty. We need a new one!"
Oops! Did I teach him that?
AWESOME. If you want a new house, go to Home Depot. That is genius.
So glad the fever came down. Wow. And living across the street from your parents? That would be AWESOME (for at least 30 minutes). :)
Yes. you. da. real. geeeeeenius!
butterfly.costume.center.
Brilliant.
Heidi
I love what kids come up with! My guys told me to go to the baby store to get a new baby. I told them there was no such thing as a baby store. Then we get to Wal-Mart and there is a big hanging picture of babies. "You lied!" they told me, "We can buy a baby at Wal-Mart"
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