Betrayal

One just let a silent fart go.  One feels betrayed.

This picture was followed by Sam yelling, "Ugggggghhhhh AL-EX!  Why would you DO that?!"

My Little Sunshine

A Boy and His Dog

I was trying to get us out the door on time and I hear, "We can't go yet Mom...I have to snuggle Aiden."

Mix Up

From the bathroom, I hear:

"Mama! I need my bite wupped! I mean my bite wupped.  Wait.  My bite wupped.  Uggghhhh! I can't say that thing! My.  Bite.  Wupped.  Grrrrrr!"

"Sammy, do you need your butt wiped?"

"Yes pleasereezers!"

Top Notch Parenting

Alex only likes to wear ankle socks.  Except for when he plays hockey.  Then he likes wearing at least crew length socks so his skates don't rub.  Which is fine, except he is so adament about the ankle length for everything else, we only had one pair of crew length.  Seeing as though he stinks to high heaven when he gets home from practice or games, we have to do laundry pretty much constantly, so the one pair thing wasn't a big deal.  Until I couldn't find the damn socks.

So, practice comes around, I still can't find the socks, and Travis and I are trying to come up with an adequate substitute.  Travis said he had a pair that was a squinch too small that he thought would work.  He grabbed them, put 'em on Alex's feet, pulled 'em up, and headed off to practice.

It was only a day later when I was folding laundry that I noticed there were words on the bottoms of the socks.  Yeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaah....pretty sure we aren't winning any parenting awards:

Update

Captain's Log, Stardate 21.71575:  We are 4 hours into the snow day.  I fear all control may already be lost.  The bathroom has been flooded twice by the little one who now refuses to put on any clothing whatsoever.  The whistling of outdoor rockets skimming passed my head while I stand in the living room is unnerving to say the least.  The volume of my voice has no affect on them.  It seems to only make them crazier.  The bigger one has headed back out into the snow.  Nap time for the little one is soon.  Hoping to make it until someone can relieve me.

Snow Day!

We got some snow overnight and since the snow levels have dramatically decreased since I was a kid, 3+ inches of snow means nobody can fathom getting to school.  I wish I would have recorded the extended happy dance Alex did this morning when I told him.  It was somethin'.

But, as any other weekday, I still have to work.  Luckily I had a little monkey around to grill up some pretend breakfast...on my desk...while I was trying to take a phone call.  Wheeeee!

Seriously, he's cute and all, but how many times can one child say "Mama" in one day?  Luckily the other one is super pumped about playing in the snow, so I only have one starting every sentence with "Mama" to make sure I'm paying attention AT ALL TIMES.