Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 12 bloggers are inviting you to catch a glimpse of what you’d see if you were a fly on the wall in our homes. Come on in and buzz around my house.
Buzz around, see what you think, then click on these links for a peek into some other homes
- http://www.BakingInATornado.com Baking In A Tornado
- http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/ Spatulas on Parade
- http://followmehome.shellybean.com Follow me home
- http://www.menopausalmom.com/ Menopausal Mother
- http://batteredhope.blogspot.com Never Ever Give Up Hope
- http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com Someone Else’s Genius
- http://www.southernbellecharm.com Southern Belle Charm
- http://www.angrivatedmom.wordpress.com The Angrivated Mom
- http://www.gomamao.com Go Mama O
- http://www.JuiceboxConfession.com Juicebox Confession
- http://notthatsarahmichelle.blogspot.com Not That Sarah Michelle
- Mommy: AKA Karen, me…the wife and mom
- Daddy: AKA Tony, husband and dad
- AJ – our only child, a 6 year old boy who thinks he knows it all and is the one in charge
What did AJ say????
Do you want to La La and Pop Pop to pick you up from school on Friday?
shrugs and causally says. “Yeah, okay.” As if he is doing them a favor.
After Tony changes the light bulb in the bathroom. “You did a good job, Daddy.”
Please go the bathroom as he walks to hi bed for bedtime.
“No, I don’t have to go.”
“I think you do. Prove to me I’m wrong.”
With lots of complaints he storms off to the bathroom, yells at me, then pees. He then looks at me and says. “Guess you got me.”
“Teddy Bear is 81 today. How do you write 81 Is it an 8 and a 1?”
“Good. Great, thanks!”
Tony left the TV on twice in the bedroom. Anthony yelled at him. “This is the second time you did this. I’m tired of shutting it off for you.”
Trying to look for a show for AJ on the PBS kids app on ROKU. AJ is getting mad at me.
“Go up, Mommy.” sighs “No, to the left, Mommy.” another sigh “I keep telling you the name of the show.”
When I finally find it I realize it was there in front of me the entire time.
“Mommy, is your brain working today?”
We love the Elf on a Shelf in our house. We make our own rules. Scooby Doo is not mean or mischevious. He doesn’t report on bad behaviors. He loves to play hide and seek with AJ and report all the good things AJ does back to Santa. It’s just a fun tradition we have in our house, one I hope we hold onto for a long time.
Maybe one day AJ will hide him on us…that’s when he can be mischievous and naughty.
AJ and Bonus love each other. She is always happy to see him and he loves to play with her. She’s so calm, gentle, and perfect for his wild and loud boy-self. He is learning how to be calmer and what she likes and doesn’t like. He is learning not to leave any clothes, shoes, or toys out because she’s a little thief.
She is learning how to play with a wild boy, who to listen to him when he reads books and cuddle with him in bed at night as Mommy rubs both their backs.
One morning while at Whole Foods…I did this and so not ashamed.
Tony was off with AJ, getting a drink for him. I’m walking around with a full cart trying to find them when I see Anthony drop a glass drink. I make sure it’s him, see Tony look at me, then walk away leaving hubby to deal with it.
Later on Tony yells at me. “Why did you do that? You just walked away.”
I shake my head getting ready for my payback.
“First of all you walked into the store with us, then walked off without a word. Ten minutes later you appear eating a sandwich and a drink in your other hand. You never asked us if we needed anything or told us where you were going. You only throughout about your self. Now when AJ drops something and you have to deal with it you want me to help. I don’t think so. Payback is a bitch, right?” I might have thrown a few f-bombs in there for good measure.