Dentist... Again....

Caitrin had to go in again. She had a molar that the whole back half broke off. They basically had to do a baby root canal on her.
She just sat there to whole time, watching Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs. We were done in 20 minutes. Now if I could get this kind of treatment when I go in for my check ups.

Conversations

Being with Eric over the last 12 years, you would think by now that I would respect some of his anal retentiveness. When it comes to him building/crafting things, he's a perfectionist, it HAS to be square. His socks have to be a certain height, the top button of his pants have to be aligned with his belly button, pens must ALWAYS have caps, and the bread clip on the loaf of bread is to be put back....no exceptions.

I chuck the pen caps because I use the pen to keep my hair up and as for the bread clip, it goes right in the garbage. I'm a twist, spin and tuck kind of gal, with that said this is how our conversation went on Sunday morning while making breakfast:

Eric: Babe, where's the bread clip?
I think my blank stare and no response was enough to tell him that I tossed it.
Eric: (jokingly) WOMAN!! You wanna die?
Me: If it means that I meet Jesus today, sure.
Eric: You know, I think Jesus and I are a lot a like.
Me: Really? Do tell. (thinking "this ought to be interesting")
Eric: Well, I think Jesus is a bread clip kind of man. He'd want you to put the clip back on the bread, too.


I just stared at him. Highly confused.

Me: You want to know the difference between you and Jesus? He's forgiven me for tossing the stupid clip and every other time I do it again.



He had no come back.

A man with a boy's toy......

I know that Eric was a little annoyed with me when he asked if I had bought him a Christmas present and I had told him yes. He gave me the evil eye. I explained to him that you just couldn't have one without the other. He seem confused, but that's all I said. So on Christmas morning when we were handing out the presents, I told Trent to take one for him and the other was for his dad and they had to open them up together. If you can't tell, Eric was a little giddy when he opened his NERF dart gun.
Through out the rest of the day, I was finding weird things around the house. In my bathroom, on the tub wall, on the tile was a black circle. On my window above the kitchen sink, in the fogginess of it was circles drawn all over it with numbers in side the circle (like a target). The cats were nowhere to be found, and the dog was laying on her bed in the corner behind the recliner(which she never does).

That's because these two were running around the house shooting at moving targets, and all the targets they had drawn on my walls and windows. My big screen TV has little circles from the suction cup darts. When Eric was annoyed with whatever the kids were watching, he'd shoot at the TV. When he'd get up to get a drink of water from the kitchen, he'd slink around the corner and shoot at the window, there was no end.

I am now finding darts in my laundry, in the dog water bowl, the bathroom tub, you name it, I'm sure there is one there too.

Boys will be boys..........

Boredom

I booted the four older yahoos out of the house on Saturday afternoon so I could clean and actually feel like I was making head way. I'm quite impressed that they all got along long enough to conjured up a make shift teeter toter. It was cheap entertainment for all of about a half an hour. I also warned them to not come into the house complaining of slivers in areas where the sun doesn't shine, they would have to get them out themselves.

(Please excuse the desolate back yard. We are trying to kill all the puncture vines, so therefore we have to kill the whole yard for 3 years.. Yeah dirt!)

Are we really that bad?

Thursday night we went to Eric's oldest sister's house to have our 3rd Thanksgiving meal of the day. Eric's sister has been known for her fine taste in alcohol and likes to have a good time. So needless to say, I gorged myself with not only turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing and pumpkin pie, I partook in the drinking festivities as well( I don't do it very often, so it doesn't take much for me to be walking on my lips). Since Eric gets along with this said sister, we ended up staying there until 2am just reminiscing of the "good ol' days".
I knew that my sister wanted to do the Black Friday thing, and was really hoping at that point that she would have forgotten to set her alarm. That didn't happen. She called me at 4:15am and begged me to take her to JC Penny's. Though I felt like throwing up the whole entire time, I humored her. I only spent $40. I told her that I wasn't going to take her anywhere else, she'd have to drag her husband to do whatever else she needed to do... I was in no condition to be around crowds, afraid of loosing my dinner from the night before.
When I got home, I noticed that the girls were awake. I begged Tarren to appease Caiti, make her a bowl of cereal, let her watch whatever she wanted.. I didn't care right then, I just wanted to go back to bed.
Thinking I was on the home stretch of entering the deep sleep zone, I heard a blood curdling "MOM!!!" from the top of the stairs.
With my head buried in my pillow, I yelled "WHAT!?"
" Is it Amy Day?" (meaning does she go to daycare)
My head still buried "NO!"
" Sooo... that means I have to spend ALL day with you and Dad?" (I kid you not, she emphasized "ALL")
I then popped my head out of the pillow and looked at Eric. He had his head buried because he was laughing so hard.
Gritting my teeth I replied "Is there a problem with that?"
Sensing my tone, I think she adjusted hers. "Why are you so angry mom?"
Still gritting..."Do you have a problem staying with Mom and Dad?"
Making herself sound so innocent and sweet "No, I just don't know why you are so angry?"

I didn't get to go back to sleep right then, I had to wait until the afternoon to steal a nap.

Really?

This morning Caiti graced us with her presence around 5am. Usually that's my time with Eric, getting coffee made, making his lunch, adult conversations without being rudely interrupted... the normal stuff all parents dream of. I couldn't get her to go back to sleep so, I just threw in a movie and went about my morning chores.
Around 7:30am, we were driving down the road to go to Daycare/Preschool.

Caitrin: Mom, I'm tired (yawning)
Mom: (with a hint of attitude) You should be, you've been up since 5.
Caitrin: You don't need to get cranky with me.

Really?
In that moment of silence, I heard her roll her eyes.

You know you're a mom when......

.... you bring your lunch to work in a Shrek Tupperware container and the milk in a pink dinosaur thingy (I'm not even sure what that's called). Yes.. I have been made fun of all day......