Last week, on a lazy off day, I went upstairs and put up my hair to get it out of my face. When I came back downstairs where Sam was watching TV, Sam looked up and said, "Mommy, you look beautiful. I like your hair like that, up in that ponytail. It's so cute!" (I know, I don't get many compliments!)
Then this morning, at Walmart, we were making a return. It's very cold here today and I had hurried him in the store to get out of the cold. The clerk said something to Sam about how he looked good and bundled up. He said, "I know. I have my boots, and my hat, and my mittens. I'm all bundled up so I don't freeze my booty off." The clerk laughed. Then he said, "My mom says that." A proud parenting moment for sure.
Monday, December 10, 2007
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Gross Out Contest
One of the guys I work with and I are having a gross-out contest. Not intentionally, really, it started on Monday with a couple of odd-ball stories. Here's my latest attempt from my lunch out with Kate yesterday:
Towards the end of lunch out, Janet and I started to smell something a little foul. Sure enough, Kate was stinky. No problem. Being the second-kid mom I am, I grabbed the container of wipes and a diaper and headed to the bathroom. Turns out her entire left thigh was covered. The jeans she had on were completely unsalvageable, and we lost a sock in the diaper changing process. So by the time I cleaned her up, which took several minutes even for a pro, she looked like this: christmas sweater, onesie that was not too damaged in the assult, one sock, two shoes. No pants. Plus, it was about 30 degrees here yesterday. Naturally, I had no change of clothes with me-- she never does this! And I'm a pro! So Janet made a quick trip to the closest store, a dollar store, with not a pant in sight. Janet returned with a sweatshirt she had in the car. We stuck one leg in each arm and carried her out to the car, because of course I had to pick up Sam from preschool afterwards. Kate was fine until we tried to buckle her in the car seat, and the hood from the sweatshirt made the buckle a little bit tight, not to mention looking pretty odd. We survived it all with only a few odd looks at preschool, and when I told Sam's teacher we both laughed. All in a day's work...
Towards the end of lunch out, Janet and I started to smell something a little foul. Sure enough, Kate was stinky. No problem. Being the second-kid mom I am, I grabbed the container of wipes and a diaper and headed to the bathroom. Turns out her entire left thigh was covered. The jeans she had on were completely unsalvageable, and we lost a sock in the diaper changing process. So by the time I cleaned her up, which took several minutes even for a pro, she looked like this: christmas sweater, onesie that was not too damaged in the assult, one sock, two shoes. No pants. Plus, it was about 30 degrees here yesterday. Naturally, I had no change of clothes with me-- she never does this! And I'm a pro! So Janet made a quick trip to the closest store, a dollar store, with not a pant in sight. Janet returned with a sweatshirt she had in the car. We stuck one leg in each arm and carried her out to the car, because of course I had to pick up Sam from preschool afterwards. Kate was fine until we tried to buckle her in the car seat, and the hood from the sweatshirt made the buckle a little bit tight, not to mention looking pretty odd. We survived it all with only a few odd looks at preschool, and when I told Sam's teacher we both laughed. All in a day's work...
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