Monday, February 23, 2009
My sitter for Caroline informed me today that Caroline told her today that she was run over by a car while we were in North Carolina because no one was watching her and she layed down in the road where cars come down. She had to go to the doctor and he looked at the bad scrape on her back.
Then she told her that her room had been painted by little men (her daddy painted it, and while he is not tall, I would not describe him as "little men") and that is sorta purple with bright pink flowers. (It is purple but no flowers).
These are true:
She was acting up at the grocery store and earned herself a small spanking. She immediately began to pout and one man walked by and asked, "what is wrong with the sweet princess?" She looked up at him with bottom lip poking WAY out and said, "My mommy beat me." HELLO! That man just stared at me....I told him as he was walking away that she just might earn another one soon! He did a double take and then walked away slightly disgusted with me.
OK--THIS ONE REALLY CONCERNS ME!
She is playing with her barbies. She wanted her barbies to dance and so she started taking off their clothes. I asked her why they needed their clothes off and she said that they can't dance with clothes on...giving me that look like "Don't you know ANYTHING mom??" I questioned why they couldn't dance with their clothes on and she put her hands on her hips and said, "To really dance, 'm-a-h-m' (that is an emphasized and drawn out mom) they have to have their clothes off, everyone knows that!"
Ok..not sure where that is coming from but I will be talking to her daddy as soon as he comes home from playing basketball. :)
She just climbed up in my lap and asked me, or so I thought, if I had a good time and so I said yes. She looked at me like I had two heads and said, "I wasn't talking to you, I was talking to my left hand."
Ok-now I am scared!
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This is not my first attempt at a Not Me, Monday and I certainly did NOT try this while at work! Nope, not me!
I did not, while driving on a seven hour drive to North Carolina, tell my potty-training three year old to just go in her pull-up because I was not stopping yet again when she was the only one who needed to go. Nope, I did not! I also did not tell that said three year old to quit drinking water so the need to stop would not be there anymore! Nope! Not me!
I did not tell my six year old son that he would not go to the North Carolina basketball game if he did not eat all of his vegetables and then take him before those said vegetables had even attempted to be put in his mouth! I did not do that because I never give idle threats! Not me!
I did not, after returning home with my angels from that wonderful trip to NC, call my husband at work and chew him out for not finishing the painting of the three year old's room and leaving the house in disarray! I did not tell him that windows should have been painted before new outlet covers were installed so the three year old darling could have her blinds back up and actually GO TO SLEEP IN HER OWN BED! Nope, that wasn't me. I definitely did NOT hang up on him when he said to me, "I guess no good deed goes unpunished!"
And lastly, I did not stay in my pajamas all day Friday, even venturing out to pick up and drop off a play date, and then again on Saturday! Nope, not me. That would be gross and extremely lazy!!
Friday, February 20, 2009
I grew up as an Army Brat....which for those who don't know is a child of a parent in the Army who usually
I admit I totally have brainwashed my son...he is a die-hard, bleed carolina blue Tarheel fan! And he got to see the home team whoop up on the NC State Wolfpack on Wednesday night.
He seemed nervous, but then got all into the game and was screaming and yelling and clapping and chest bumping his cousin on good plays. My sister and her family have season tickets to the basketball games so they often don't stay for the whole game (since their kids are 6, 4 and 2). At halftime, my nephew started asking when we were leaving. In a very cute but VERY serious manner, my sweet son looked at me and said, "We are NOT leaving this place until it is over!" I love him! We did stay til the bitter end and had a grand time!
The sweet cousins left at home for the night had a wonderful time too...we think!
Make believe and make-up made up for the fact that these sweet little ones were not able to attend the game with us (though Caroline did cry pretty dramatically when we walked out the door!) :)
My family (minus Mark who did not go with us) had a great time...the kids absolutely love their cousins and it makes their mama and her sister really wish we lived closer! My sweet sister wore me out. I just want that known...she is on the go...all the time and there were no "stay in your pajamas and drink coffee all morning" mornings. So today...I have deemed it that day....At 1:56pm, I am proud to say, that I am still in my pajamas and it feels good! (I even went out and to the bank in them...major accomplishment for me). I love pajama days!