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Yesterday was field day which is always a blast.

School mom: “Your daughter is so cute, she looks like a dollbaby!”

Appropriate response: “Aw, thanks!” :-D

My response: *chuckle chuckle* “Yea, well, you know, it’s funny you should say that, b/c there is actually a doll with a name similar to hers, and so I bought her that doll b/c of the name similarity, and everything, and now she plays with it in the tub, and the others, she named after her friends, and, and, and…”

School mom: “….huh, interesting!” *runs away*

Overheard on the playground this morning:

Kindy girl 1: “…Jesus got shot, and went to heaven.”

Kindy girl 2: “Nuh uh, Jesus was nailed on the cross and then he died!”

Arguments about religion start pretty young, eh? By second grade, I bet they’re debating the merits of presidential candidates. 

Bebe wanted to hear some music today. He wanted to listen to his favorite group: They Might Be The New York Giants. I hope you’re enjoying your Saturday. My red velvet cake is calling, I have to go answer.

The kids picked their own outfits for picture day last week. Girlie pulled out a sweater dress as her choice which I told her she couldn’t wear since it was too warm for that. She said, “Well, you should’ve put all my winter dresses away then!”. The nerve.

I tried a new recipe for dinner tonight.  After asking for seconds, ZB said, “This food is tasty. Let’s give Mommy a round of applause.” And then they all did. Have a fabulous weekend.

Girlie: “Don’t worry Daddy, you can make whatever you want for dinner, even if no one likes it!”

This morning, I went to an awards ceremony at the kids’ school to see ZB get a certificate for honor roll. The very first certificate given was for perfect attendance…but the student was absent! LMAO. The crowd roared with laughter. Have a fab day!

I’m twisting my hair when Girlie comes in….

Girlie: “Ah! What happened to your hair? It looks freaky!”

Me: “You don’t like it?”

Girlie: “Let me tell ZB to come in here and look at it…”

Me: “I like it!”

Girlie: “Freaky means nice.”

Whatever!

Girlie: “Mommy, Bebe said a bad word!”

Bebe comes into the room…

“Bad word, Mommy, bad word.”

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Bebe is obsessed with the movie “Cars” right now and refuses to listen to any music that isn’t “Lighning queen”. You don’t want to know how many times I’ve listened to Rascal Flatts sing “Life is a Highway” lately. I have to tell him that “McQueen is taking a nap” just to have some peace, heh.

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When DH is really in trouble, Bebe doesn’t call him “Daddy”. He brings out the big guns and calls him “Luis”. Big trouble for Dad when the toddler uses the first name, heh.

My children are fascinated by teenagers. More specifically, the boys who cut our grass. To the kiddos, there’s something cool about them. They’re clearly not grownups, but are allowed to go out on their own and do things like, cut other people’s grass! When the doorbell rings and the kiddies look out the window, they say with a little bit of wonder in their voices…”mommy, the teenagers are here!” Yes, but at least these can go home! Not too many years from now, I will have three teenagers of my own. Egads.