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Cast:
The man
A., the eldest (daughter, 20)
C., The middle (son, 15)
J., The youngest (son, 9)
Henry and Lila- The dogs
Food:
Me to the Man: "Didn't you just go to the grocery store?"
The Man: "Yes. Why?"
Me: "I don't see anything from the list."
The Man: "What list?"
Me: "The one on the chalkboard?"
The Man: "The chalkboard? I thought that was just for looks."
Me: "You thought 'granola bars and toilet bowl cleaner' was for looks?"
C.: "Who wouldn't want that cereal? It's crunch berries AND marshmallows. It's like Kindergarten crack."
Me: "Yeah?" (I totally remembered that.)
The Man: "Yeah. You didn't even need a bowl."
C.: "Times are hard, Dad. I'll never experience eating cold cereal from a box..."
The Man: "Yeah. But you WILL experience being grounded."
Sleeping:
J.: "I don't know why I have to wear pajamas. If I go to sleep in my jeans and wake up tomorrow, I'm already halfway to being dressed..."
The Man: "Can you talk to Lila or Henry? I'm really tired."
Me: "You want me to talk to the dogs?"
The Man: "Yes. I have to go in early tomorrow." He looks at me. "What? Talking to the dogs isn't weird or anything."
Me: (pulling the blankets over to my side while rolling over)"I know that! I talk to them all day long!"
A few steps up, J. turns around to look at his friend.
J: "Oh, wait. You can't come upstairs."
The friend: "Why not?"
J: "Because it's a rule. That's where we sleep."
The friend: "Your whole family sleeps right there; at the top of the stairs?"
Revolving door:
C. had friends over last Friday night. We always order pizzas on Fridays because there's bound to be someone stopping by. Personally, I like to know where the kids are and what they're doing on the weekends, so it's not a problem. During the coming and going of teens, a new friend came over.
The new boy: "Thanks for the pizza, ma'am."
Me: Oh. I know you said 'mom'. Ma'am is my mother-in-law."
The Man: "You asked him to call you 'mom'. Are you trying to be the cool-mom?"
Me: "No. I just don't want to be called ma'am. Plus, if you call me 'mom', I can give you chores. You'll be having at least three of those kids washing your car this weekend."
C.: (patting the new kid's shoulder). "Nothing's free at our house, man."
We have 106 places to sit in the house. I have one cream colored couch. Guess where the sweaty teenage friend with the bag of Cheetos sits?"
Me to C. (with that 'mom glare'): "Are you feeling lucky today?"
C. : (understanding the code) "Um, let's go downstairs..."
Me.: "Did someone spill something? Are there Cheetos fingerprints? I haven't had that thing scotch-guarded yet..."
A.: " Henry just jumped up there and I yelled for him to get down."
Me: "Well, did he?"
A.: "Yep. After he peed."
Things that make you say, "Hmm":
*After learning that I needed to stay away from sweets, 8 out of 10 people comfort THE MAN.
*I bought a 1000 piece puzzle. It's almost put together. I am waiting for Henry to poop out the corner piece.
*Now that we have teenage drivers with teenage driving friends, our driveway is an ongoing game of Tetris.
*I'm in the shower and ignoring J., who is knocking on the door. I can tell by the knock that it's not an "Our house is on fire!"knock, but more of a "Can I have a snack?" knock. After a minute, the knocking stops. I'm rinsing my hair when the laundry chute door flies open. J. has crawled through his bathroom and into mine via the chute.
"Mom? Is anyone going to drink that last gatorade?" he asks.
"You can have it" I answer.
What? Anyone willing to go to those lengths deserves a drink.
*Last puzzle piece. Any hour now...
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Food:
Me to the Man: "Didn't you just go to the grocery store?"
The Man: "Yes. Why?"
Me: "I don't see anything from the list."
The Man: "What list?"
Me: "The one on the chalkboard?"
The Man: "The chalkboard? I thought that was just for looks."
Me: "You thought 'granola bars and toilet bowl cleaner' was for looks?"
***
A.: "Mom. If the cereal Gods were reading my mind, they would have invented 'THIS' cereal."C.: "Who wouldn't want that cereal? It's crunch berries AND marshmallows. It's like Kindergarten crack."
***
The man: "My childhood memories are shattered. Individually boxed Trix and Lucky Charms now come in little bags. There were times you could cut along the mini boxes and pour milk into them."Me: "Yeah?" (I totally remembered that.)
The Man: "Yeah. You didn't even need a bowl."
C.: "Times are hard, Dad. I'll never experience eating cold cereal from a box..."
The Man: "Yeah. But you WILL experience being grounded."
Sleeping:
J.: "I don't know why I have to wear pajamas. If I go to sleep in my jeans and wake up tomorrow, I'm already halfway to being dressed..."
***
Me to the man: "I still can't sleep. Do you want to talk or something?"The Man: "Can you talk to Lila or Henry? I'm really tired."
Me: "You want me to talk to the dogs?"
The Man: "Yes. I have to go in early tomorrow." He looks at me. "What? Talking to the dogs isn't weird or anything."
Me: (pulling the blankets over to my side while rolling over)"I know that! I talk to them all day long!"
***
J. has a friend over. He goes upstairs to get a LEGO figurine. His friend starts to follow him.A few steps up, J. turns around to look at his friend.
J: "Oh, wait. You can't come upstairs."
The friend: "Why not?"
J: "Because it's a rule. That's where we sleep."
The friend: "Your whole family sleeps right there; at the top of the stairs?"
Revolving door:
C. had friends over last Friday night. We always order pizzas on Fridays because there's bound to be someone stopping by. Personally, I like to know where the kids are and what they're doing on the weekends, so it's not a problem. During the coming and going of teens, a new friend came over.
The new boy: "Thanks for the pizza, ma'am."
Me: Oh. I know you said 'mom'. Ma'am is my mother-in-law."
The Man: "You asked him to call you 'mom'. Are you trying to be the cool-mom?"
Me: "No. I just don't want to be called ma'am. Plus, if you call me 'mom', I can give you chores. You'll be having at least three of those kids washing your car this weekend."
C.: (patting the new kid's shoulder). "Nothing's free at our house, man."
***
We have 106 places to sit in the house. I have one cream colored couch. Guess where the sweaty teenage friend with the bag of Cheetos sits?"
Me to C. (with that 'mom glare'): "Are you feeling lucky today?"
C. : (understanding the code) "Um, let's go downstairs..."
***
A.: "About the rule of staying off the couch..."Me.: "Did someone spill something? Are there Cheetos fingerprints? I haven't had that thing scotch-guarded yet..."
A.: " Henry just jumped up there and I yelled for him to get down."
Me: "Well, did he?"
A.: "Yep. After he peed."
***
*After learning that I needed to stay away from sweets, 8 out of 10 people comfort THE MAN.
*I bought a 1000 piece puzzle. It's almost put together. I am waiting for Henry to poop out the corner piece.
*Now that we have teenage drivers with teenage driving friends, our driveway is an ongoing game of Tetris.
*I'm in the shower and ignoring J., who is knocking on the door. I can tell by the knock that it's not an "Our house is on fire!"knock, but more of a "Can I have a snack?" knock. After a minute, the knocking stops. I'm rinsing my hair when the laundry chute door flies open. J. has crawled through his bathroom and into mine via the chute.
"Mom? Is anyone going to drink that last gatorade?" he asks.
"You can have it" I answer.
What? Anyone willing to go to those lengths deserves a drink.
*Last puzzle piece. Any hour now...
Thanks once again for stopping by, and to the Fly's AMAZING creator, Karen @ Baking In a Tornado, aka "The Blogging Original", for hosting this challenge! Would you like to join in the next FLY challenge? Click on the FLY button on my side bar. Karen will more than take care of you.
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-Michele
