The week in review. I may be a bit premature as Friday has barely started but I wanted to share some happenings.
These things transpired during Fire Week-
1. Joshua accidentally dumped a whole bag of hamster food on the floor.
2. Joshua accidentally knocked over a box of Rice Krispies. Most of them went into the heating vent. Pat, when you fire that baby up sniff the air for that burnt Krispie smell.
3. I retrieved a stack of puzzles from a high shelf. The top one caught me right above the eyebrow. WHAM! Now when I furrow my brows in consternation, I wince. Furrow, wince. Furrow, wince. I am trying to lay off the consternation.
4. I cooked some chicken for supper, cut off the yuck and threw it in the garbage. Timmers sauntered up, flipped the lid, grabbed the chickenyuck, stuffed it in his mouth and sauntered away. I could only stare in horrified fascination.
5. As I dug out mittens and hats for my children to wear for Halloweenie, Nathan stood beside me and yelled, SEGA! about 1,000 times in my ear.
I can't seem to pick a favorite yet, then again the day is still young.
12 comments:
Wow! Chicken yuck out of the garbage, huh? Guff and Duncan might have been better toddler prep than I thought...
I'm thinkin' you should throw some marshmallows down the vents too. That way, when Pat fires it up, voila! easy Rice Krispie Bars!
Hard to eat
but can't be beat!
Please say the chicken yuck was cooked first. I'm gagging.
Yes, cooked chicken fat. Yuck.
If I chose my favorite, I guess it would have to be SEGA! Where did he learn that?? Too funny. Your week is almost over. You'll be on a plane soon!
It's just gonna make boarding the plane that much easier..no fear flying! Hang in there...it's almost time...
Oh no, the heater. Not the heater. And the chicken yuck...yes, at least it was cooked.
Praying you get some sanity this afternoon, as well as some miraculous, uninterrupted time to pack and get things in order.
LOL to you this weekend!
Oh yes. The heater. Oh my yes.
What's SEGA anyway?
At first I thought it was raw chicken yuck and I thought to myself 'elf, she's really cool about that; most moms woulda freaked and disinfected the whole kid, inside and out...Oh and Kelli beat me to the whole' make rice krispies in the vent' thing. Rats.
The thought did cross my mind to go buy some Clorox Anywhere Spray and just blast that boy. NAH. I think that stuff would be worse for him than cooked chicken fat.
That chicken incident is priceless, and SO gross. I could just gag thinking about it! Of course, at first I thought you meant it was uncooked chicken fat!
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