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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
Bonus – our sweet and lovable adopted rat terrier puppy
My dad came with me to drop AJ off at Karate for sparring and class afterwards. While all decked out in his sparring gear, my dad joked with him.
“How are you going to pick your nose with those gloves on?”
AJ gave him dirty look then looked at the other kids and whispered. “Don’t embarss me Pop Pop.”
While working on a puzzle. “Don’t just stand there, help me mommy.”
All I can do is laugh. I love his snarky comments. This is one of the things he gets from me and I have to say I’m pretty proud of that.
All decked out in his Cub Scouts outfit. This coming week will be busy. One one night we will have his karate test for his green belt, then have to rush to get to the weigh in for his pine derby race. I hope we can make it in time as it ends at 8 pm. Though I am worried if the car needs to be fixed to meet the 5 oz I won’t know what to do…since Tony can only take for the race the next day.
Bonus just loves AJ. It looks like he is hurting her or forcing her to stay, but in reality she loves being curled up into him. She will stay under him lavishing in his attention until she hears someone in the kitchen.
AJ loving his look for MISMATCH DAY at school.
Tony has been repeating “Chicken parrm. It tastes so good.” Apparently it;s from a commercial. Now Anthony has been repeating it as well. Like father, like son…and mommy wants to cry.
Tony puts away cleaned utensils. “Look I’m putting away utensils. Do I get husband points?”
“No, You’re doing your fair share. I’m not thanking you for what you SHOULD be doing.”
I get a ‘once again I’m wrong look‘.
Tony complains after I tell him to leave the bathroom light on while I put AJ to bed. I don;’t want to come out to a dark living room.
“Man, it’s tough to live in this house with all the rules.”
“It’s tough living with a man-child.”
While getting AJ ready for bed, he said to me. “You’re suppressed to put my pajama pants on first.”
“Well someone stole them…ahem.” I look at Bonus.
Tony calls form the bedroom in a hurt voice. “What? I’m being blamed for that now too?”
“What is wrong with you? I’m obviously talking about Bonus.”
I am trying to get Bonus to stop biting feet, socks, and clothes to get attention. THen I see TOny letting Bonbus nibble on his feet. “Why are you letting her bite your feet.?”
“I’m playing with her.”
“She’s a dog, not a kid. She needs to know biting your feet is NOT okay. You’re teaching her to bite people’s feet. Please use your brain.”
I know I sound mean, but sometimes I would like to not be the only adult in this house.
She loves to look out the window and feel the sun’s rays.
I had to close the blinds and curtain one day, since it was getting cold and windy…and was leaving. She was pissed off and she let me know it. Heck she will let us know when she’s mad or insulted. She even told off Tony for getting her in trouble with me…refer to the biting his toes incident above.