A Decision Has Been Made...

I spent the morning with my sweet, sweet niece, Sarah (5), and her GRUMPY gal pal, Genny.  (My daughter...age 4.)  Well, the natives started getting restless so I decided to do a craft with them.  Pirate telescopes outta paper towel rolls.  Fun, right??  Not when a 4 year old is GRUMPY.  Grumpy Genny does NOT listen to directions and very does NOT think papertowel-roll-pirate-telescopes are a good idea.  Sarah had finally had enough with her sidekick's behavior and said, "Genny???  Why don't you listen to your mommy??  She IS a preschool teacher, ya know!!!"  Genny's response?  GENNY'S RESPONSE?!?!?  "Yeah?!?!  Well she's not a preschool teacher YET.  Her doesn't start until SEPTEMBER."

Wow.  Decision made.  I have been on the fence as to whether or not Genny girl is ready for Kindergarten in the fall.  If she repeats preschool she will be with ME in MY preschool.  After this morning's craft disaster??  GENNY!!!!!!  Hurry up!!!  Get your shoes on...the bus is coming!!!!!

My Daughter, Megan On Nutrition

Mom?  If I have a piece of cookie cake for breakfast, does that count as having eggs?
No...no, Meg, it does not.

Frustration Is...

Frustration is mopping the entire floor with what you THOUGHT was a cup of spilled water, only to realize it was cranberry juice.  That was yesterday...the floor is STILL sticky.  Time to mop.  Again.  For the fourth time.

Lent

Spent 40 days and 40 nights abstaining from junk and I gotta say...chips that are folded up on themselves are the only chips worth eating.  If I was a millionaire-esse and had millionaire-esse money, I'd market "Folded Up On Themselves!!!" potato chips.  Mmmmm.  They'd come in sour cream and onion, too.  Grunt.

Poo Poo Platter

My life in a nutshell...just had to clean mouse poop off of my pretty, pretty crystal, Easter platter.  Seriously.

Mystery Stain

Mommy, there's wetness on my bed.  It's like...in the shape of a circle.  Smells like pee.  But I didn't did it...can I have a poptart for breakfast?  (Genny, age 4.)

I Burned My Tongue

I burned my tongue on gravy.  But it's GRAVY, and somehow that makes it all okay.