Funny Friday August

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Today’s post is this month’s Funny Friday, a regular feature published on the last Friday of every month. Funny Friday is a collaborative project. Each month one of the participants submits a picture, then we all write 5 captions or thoughts inspired by that month’s picture. Links to the other bloggers’ posts are below, click on them and see what they’ve come up with. I hope we bring a smile to your face as you start your weekend.

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Here’s today’s picture. It was submitted by Sanity Waiting to Happen (http://www.angelaweight.com).

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1. I don’t feel like Wonder Woman,  I can’t believe I paid $100 for this crap.

2. I told mommy I refuse to wear this ridiculous bib. I’m not messy, I’m adorable.

3. Is this gluten free, organic, NON-GMO, and made locally?

4. Just going to leave a few pieces of food in my parent’s bed. They’ll love the surprise.

5. Perfect, mommy just sat down.  Time to cry about the sandwich and demand she make another one. 

 

Click on the links below and let some other bloggers make you smile:

Fly on the Wall August

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Fly on the Wall

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 13 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:

Participants:

  • 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

ON VACATION:

Once in our hotel room, Tony made a phone call I heard him talking to staff about the safe. 

I looked at him thinking something was wrong with the safe. “I called, the safe is not working. I have to call back and get someone hear. The guy on the phone said it’s difficult to set.” 

I walked over, thinking that hotel safe’s are all pretty much the same. I was correct and set it up in less than a minute. 

“It’s all done. The combination number is ####.”

“You did it? You figured it out? How?”

“Ummmm, I followed the directions.”

After being too scared, then trying it once, AJ rocked the outdoor slide. In the video he asks us to catch him, but the other times he just wanted us to stand there. 

On the way home from vacation I had to stop by the local store to get food for tonight’s dinner. AJ got very mad, he wanted to go home immediately, therefore he had a major meltdown in the. He was screaming, crying, kicking and pulling my hair all from the backseat. Pulling over did nothing, he was in an irrational mood at this point (and over tired). 

“I want to go home now. It’s not fair. Take me home or I’ll have an attitude.” on repeat 

Mind you I got back in the car, in less than five minutes since it’s a small organic market. AJ was screaming the entire time I was in the store, kicking, and hitting everything in his reach. 

“You lied. You were longer than five minutes. I’m tired and I’m mad.” on repeat

POST VACATION: 

AJ wanted to watch cartoons that looked like they were for kids, but it really was for adults. He was naturally upset. After complaining for twenty minutes he settled on Doozers on Hulu Plus. “I’m mad and I don’t like this.”

“Then watch another show.”

“Stop talking, I can’t hear the TV.”

DEALING WITH A HUSBAND:

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FYI: I’m the brown speech bubble and Tony is the blue

If you never see or hear from Tony again, it’s probably because he made one of these comments again…

  • “Another meal got away from you Karen?” 
  • “Oh, I get it. It’s that time again.”
  • “Yup, you’re being your hormonal self.”
  • “Why does he get to do that?” (pointing to AJ…the 6 year old)   
  • “Just because he’s six and I’m forty is not a good enough reason.”

Life with AJ:

AJ earned his blue stripe belt, after remember his three moves. The next step is green. This is going to be long stretch as he has to remember all the moves from previous levels. In addition to that he has to do an hour of cardio before he even begins his test.

A sensei that assists was checking in kids and said to AJ. “I remember you. You always say thank you sir. I like that.” 

He was tested by different sensei than has been at previous tests. 

“Hi, you are new and don’t know me. My name is AJ, it’s hard to remember, but you’ll get it.”

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AJ and I made new crayons from melted ones. We tried to use bright and light colors. They came out great. For a week straight he had to show them to everyone we met. AJ LOVES to talk, so he gave a detailed explanation of how we made them.

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I created a garden using an old plastic pool. I cut holes in the bottom and planted tomatoes, dill, basil, peppermint, and parsley. We also planted peppers, but they didn’t grow. Going to get two pools next time. Most of the soil was from my compost!!!!

AJ loved to eat the tomatoes, right off the vines.

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August Use Your Words

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Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.

At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.

I’m using:  ice cubes ~ intercept ~  bribing ~ unbelievable ~ Andy Warhol

They were submitted by: http://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch 

Currently renting a small, 950 square foot apartment, space gets tight and personal decorating style is limited. There are times I miss our former condo with its high ceilings, dark brown walls, and brightly colored accents. In contrast our current apartment has bland white walls and we are limited to temporary furniture to organize. The one small closet in our bedroom is the toughest part, which is why I am thinking of getting a tall shoe organizer. This will enable us to have more space in our bedroom closet. Next to the shoe organizer I’ll place a tall drying rack that allows for clothes to be put on hangers. This will save floor space and I think look cleaner in a small bedroom. Finally I bought one set of hangers with hooks, I plan to buy another set when I get my first September paycheck. Using these hangers will give me more space in my closet and allow me to organizer clothes by sets.

BriaUSA Cascade Hangers Set of 10 Light Pink Steel Swivel Hooks -Slim

Songmics 10 Tiers Shoe Rack Closet with Cover Claret Shoe Storage Organizer 27 pairs

Household Essentials 2-Tier Tripod Air Dryer

 

 

 

 

 

 

That’s great for the organizing, but what about the decorating you ask. I know it’s unbelievable, but often my hubby will try to add a movie poster or sports plaque to our home. Can you imagine? Thankfully I’ve been able to keep them hidden in the bedroom and the garage his man cave. There has been bribing on his part to allow these posters, but I always win. If it was up to him, I’d probably have Godfather characters in an Andy Warhol type paintings all over the living room. Not that I have anything against his art, it’s just not my style.

I prefer casual and cozy, with lots of different colors and furniture. I like when pieces don’t match, but they look good all mixed together. Dark colors such as deep browns, oranges, blues, greens, and maroons are what I love to see all around me. For now that is what our accents will have to be. Those colors can be seen in our curtains, throws, pillows, wall clings, and AJ’s art. I think hubby prefers more a modern look, with bare minimum expect for all his movie and sports details…which is NOT happening. I have been able to intercept most of his crazy, awkward, or insane ideas.

Tough the one thing I can not stop is all the little things he does to aggravate me. You ladies know what I mean. The endless emptying of the ice cubes and and never refilling the tray, taking butter off the top instead of at the end so it looks like a boat, his eating unhealthy snacks in front of our son before dinner, or his plan to ignore any mess, dirt, or grime since he knows I will eventually clean it up.

I know I have my habits that annoy him too, but that’s for another post.

Links to the other “Use Your Words” posts:

Labor of Love

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Welcome to a Secret Subject Swap. This week, 16 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.

Secret Subject Swap

Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts.  Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there:

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My subject is “Labor of Love” 

It was submitted by http://www.angrivatedmom.wordpress.com

Wow, labor of love, just three words full of so much power and emotion.

We tried for six years. Six years of trying to get pregnant, years of watching diaper and baby food commercials. Six years of being invited to baby showers and first birthdays. Six years of depression knowing it would never happen. Six years of waking up and going through life holding back tears knowing I was not a mom. Six years of sorrow and pain.

Then it was a whirlwind of information about prepping for IVF. It started with classes, then boxes of syringes, hormones, needles, and medicines. I had to organize it all and wondered if it would work, prayed it would, and tried not to fear the worst. I took on months of self-injections and my husband injecting me with hormones. I remember those nights of laying on my stomach, ice pack on my ass, waiting or hubby to give me the nightly injection. At the time it was scary and emotionally draining. Now, it’s sweet memories of a wonderful gift.

Then phone call came. That phone call, that comment that I was pregnant changed everything. A wave of relief washed over me, then fear followed. Would I stay pregnant? Would we be okay? Would I have a healthy baby? As each month passed, my baby grew. I felt him move and kick inside of me. Endless I love yous and continually rubbing my growing stomach started that day. I wrote to him and told him of my everlasting love. I told him I loved him the moment I saw him as a three-day old embryo. Yes I got to see him right before they inserted the embryos into my womb! Isn’t it amazing, looking back on that zoomed in picture…and now comparing him to AJ…what a miracle.

We survived a terrible doctor who refused to treat me correctly for preeclampsia. I should have been on bed rest or at least a work schedule that didn’t have me traveling to different schools. Instead at my 35 week appointment, I was told my baby was not at a great weight and I had to deliver immediately. After being induced and  loaded up with all sorts of medicines and finally given an epidural I had an emergency c-section. It was a risk, with all the medicine and my preeclampstia going under the knife was a risk. I didn’t care what happened to me, but I wanted my baby to survive. I delivered at 35 weeks and my poor son was only 4 pounds and 6 ounces. He spent two weeks in the NICU for an inability to swallow and low birth weight.

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Some said I was suffering from postpartum depression, others thought I was crazy. Actually I was just angry and grieving that I had to be brought into a locked room to see my son. I was miserable that other mothers on the ward got to hold their babies anytime they wanted and I couldn’t. Watching them in their rooms with their babies and families, as I was wheeled back to my room empty-handed, was torture. I was heartbroken because I had to leave the hospital without my son.

Finally when he was home, I developed repeated breast infections for two months. AJ was never able to latch on, so I kept pumping in vain. It was insane, but self-induced mom guilt forced me to keep going. Once I stopped it, a HUGE weight was lifted off of me. I felt better and really got to enjoy motherhood. I was no longer sick, and could focus on raising a happy and healthy baby boy.

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My son, his life, my journey of motherhood is a true labor of love. I am blessed to have experienced it all. I am thankful for my years of sorrow, I feel they make me even happier to be a mom.

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Funny Friday July

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Today’s post is this month’s Funny Friday, a regular feature published on the last Friday of every month. Funny Friday is a collaborative project. Each month one of the participants submits a picture, then we all write 5 captions or thoughts inspired by that month’s picture. Links to the other bloggers’ posts are below, click on them and see what they’ve come up with. I hope we bring a smile to your face as you start your weekend.

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Here’s today’s picture. It was submitted by Sanity Waiting to Happen (http://www.angelaweight.com).

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1. Dammit Earl, stop crying and jump off the damn truck. Roll and tuck, then run. We can get away before he turns us into steaks. 

2. Are these cows or a cow centipede? 

3. I know my wife will LOVE these garden cows, all the neighbors will be jealous. 

4. Cows laughing from behind the bushes.

Earl: “Those dumb ranchers thought those were real cows.”

Jim: “I know and they say humans are smart.”

 5. The effects of Monsanto’s poison has now turned cows into plastic. When will the use of GMOs stop? 

Click on the links below and let some other bloggers make you smile:

Fly on the Wall July

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Fly on the Wall

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 13 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:

Participants:

  • 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

AJ: “I need help cleaning up these toys.”

Mommy: “No you took them all out, you need to clean them up.”

AJ: “You’re mean, you need to help me now!”

Mommy: “What I hear is that you have too many toys to clean up. So should we donate some of them?”

AJ: Screams… “NOOOOOO! You are mean. Now my throat hurts and it’s all your fault.” He repeats it over and over while cleaning up…just a tad bid dramatic. 

Daddy was in the shower, but AJ burst in the bathroom.

“Daddy I have to talk to you about my dream. I saw a rainbow and it had tons of colors and a colorful end. I’m serious for real life.”

“Okay, thanks for sharing, Buddy.”

“Now I’ll let you be.” AJ closes the door after he walks out.

AJ insisted that he wears his SpiderMan outfit from two Halloween’s ago.

Mommy:”Do you need help?

AJ: “No, I can do it. Watch and learn.”

Mommy: “Okay, but now it’s time to eat.”

AJ: “When I’m ready. I was out saving people. That’s more important than eating dinner.”

Mommy: “Sit down and eat dinner now. We are all home and we will eat as a family.”

AJ: grumbles, “Fine, but I’m still SpiderMan.”

He was watching Digimon while playing with his Pokemom. I decided to ask him a question that was pretty difficult for him. 

Mommy: “If Pokemom and Digimon got into a fight, who would win?”

AJ: silence with a face of horror. “Ummm, I…ummm.”

Mommy: “I know it’s a difficult question to answer.”

AJ: “It is. I don’t think they would win. What do you think, Mommy?”

Mommy: “So you think it would be a tie. I think Pokemom would win because they are real and Digimon are digital.”

AJ looks at me for a few moments thinking about what I said. “I think Digimon because they have more power.”

While driving Anthony to summer camp

AJ: “Did you know I was going to be a boy?”

Mommy: “No, I wanted to be surprised. Everyone wanted to know. It took me a long time to have a baby and I was happy to have either and boy or girl.”

AJ: “Did Daddy know?”

Mommy: “No, but he tried to get the doctor to tell him. The doctor said Nope, Karen is my patient, not you.”

AJ: giggles from the backseat

Mommy: “When you were born the doctor said ‘It’s a boy’ and I cried out ‘I have a son.’ I was so happy.” (He’s seen a video of him being born through c-section. No blood or guts, but you can see him being lifted above the blue curtain and I’m telling him the truth when I say he came out of my belly.

AJ: “I’m glad I’m not a girl.”

Mommy: “Why?”

AJ: “I don’t want to be cut to have a baby.”

Mommy: “Well that makes sense.” Nothing like a kid to tell you like it is.

Conversation between Tony and I….hold on, it’s a doozy.

Tony: “Sometimes you are kooky, admit it.”

Karen: “Based on what?”

Tony: “Based on what I see.”

Karen: “On what norms and groups? What am I being compared to?”

Tony: “On people I know.”

Karen: “But if you are calling me strange, who are the non strange people I’m being compared to?”

Tony: “Just people I know.”

Karen: “Well….who?”

Tony: “Just people.”

Karen: “Seems like you are just calling me names and throwing out opinions without a norm based reference.”

Tony: “What?  Stopping being a teacher.”

Karen: “Well give me the ‘normal, not kooky” group and we’ll compare me to them.”

Tony: “How about &&&&& and &&&&&?” (He names two women I know and I give him examples of them being just as ‘kooky’ as me.  His response…the ‘I’m wrong’ face. 

Tony: “This is crazy. “You’re kooky and that’s it.”

Karen: “Well if you’re going to make a judgement, have a norm to base it on so you can justify it. Otherwise you’re talking out of your ass.”

His response is to then sing and try to annoy me…but I know I won.  

 

July Use Your Words

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Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.

At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.

I’m using:  challenge ~ mystify ~ hospital ~ creepy ~ cafeteria

They were submitted by: http://batteredhope.blogspot.com

The doctor slumped down in his chair completely wiped out and scared. What is going on? Why is this happening? It seemed like a normal day yesterday and now the hospital was packed with patients all suffering from the same symptoms and all close to death. The CDC was on their way, but he knew the symptoms would mystify them as well.

Flynn Mitchell wanted to cry, he couldn’t watch another person die. He couldn’t tell another family member he didn’t know what it was and what to do. Sure, at first it was a challenge to find a cure and be the hero doctor. Now he prayed this was all a horrific nightmare that he would wake up from.

His door flew open and Nurse Jill Sandrom ran in. “I might have a clue. It seems they all ate from the hospital cafeteria then got sick within twenty-four hours. They were here Flynn. The cafeteria got them sick.”

Doctor Flynn jumped up and tried to process it all. “Are you saying the cafeteria poisoned them? On purpose or by accident?”

Nurse Jill shook her head and started to cry. “There is a new food supplier in the cafeteria. I forget their name, but a big company that is fighting GMO labeling. They keep saying all those chemicals are safe, but now everyone seems to be dying. I thought only the crazy and delusional hippies were fighting for organic and NON-GMO foods. What if they were right all along?”

Flynn tries to breathe and stay focused as he realizes he got his breakfast there this morning. What if? It can’t be. Without warning he his stomach cramps and he falls forward on his knees in response to the pain. “I ate there this morning.”

Nurse Jill screamed as she ran out of the room. “Oh my God. We’re all going to die. They are poisoning us.”

Before she could run to the phone to call her sister she was stopped by a tall, creepy man in a black suit. He loomed over her while holding the phone down. She was going to push him away but then saw the label on his suit. He was one of them. He worked for that company that she now knew was poisoning people. Looking around, they were everywhere and two walked into the doctor’s office and closed the door. All she could hear was Doctor Flynn’s screams of agony.

Jill backed away, but the man in the suit shook his finger. “Have a fruit smoothie. It’s good for you. It will make you feel better. I made it fresh this morning, nothing better than factory fresh fruit.” He held up the silver container as the blank expression on his face turned to an expression of pure evil.

Links to the other “Use Your Words” posts:

Baking In A Tornado
Spatulas on Parade
The Momisodes
The Bergham’s Life Chronicles
Southern Belle Charm
Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
Confessions of a part-time working mom
Someone Else’s Genius
Climaxed
Never Ever Give Up Hope
Sparkly Poetic Weirdo
The Diary of an Alzheimer’s Caregiver
The Angrivated Mom

 

I’ll Never Forget

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Welcome to a Secret Subject Swap. This week, 16 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.

Secret Subject Swap

Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts.  Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there:

http://www.BakingInATornado.com Baking In A Tornado
http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com Spatulas on Parade
http://dinoheromommy.com/ Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
http://themomisodes.com The Momisodes
http://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com the Bergham’s Life Chronicles
http://www.southernbellecharm.com Southern Belle Charm
http://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch  Confessions of a part-time working mom
http://thelieberfamily.com The Lieber Family
http://batteredhope.blogspot.com Battered Hope
http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com Someone Else’s Genius
http://climaxedtheblog.blogspot.com Climaxed
http://sparklyjenn.blogspot.com/ Sparkly Poetic Weirdo

On your way home from the grocery store, you spy a neatly tucked letter in your windshield wiper. Thinking it was a stupid advertisement you grumble as you get out of your car grab the paper and roughly open it, then you see scrawled in a hand writing you thought you’d never see again, “I’ll never forget” and you’re left breathless, confused and terrified…   Finish the story.

It was submitted by: http://sparklyjenn.blogspot.com/      

First of all I would NOT take the note of the car. No way, what if it’s a trick to grab me or take my car. Especially if I had my son in the car with me, I would drive straight to the police station. I wouldn’t even drive home, what if I was being followed so they could see where I live. Maybe I’m paranoid, but it’s always better to be safe than sorry.

I had such terrible writer’s block. I kept changing what I was writing unable to complete it or make it flow. I had some great ideas, but couldn’t make them work.

How about a tear-jerker?

First I started with a letter from Balboa, from Rainbow Bridge. He will be gone a year on August 1st. He wrote to tell me he’s meeting new friends, eating all sorts of awesome treats, chasing lots of leaves, and always visits. He asked me to stop crying and remember the good times. He let me know I was always his mommy and we should look to adopt a doggie who never knew love. It’s time to share the love he always knew.

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A twisted stalker? 

Another scenario was a short, short, short story about a woman hiding from a stalker. He once again found her and delighted in terrorizing her. She tried to get help from the police, but no one believed her. Besides, that note didn’t really threaten her. Sadly, this is reality. She goes home to pack and all seems to be going well for a quick and safe escape. As she gets in her car she hears him say “hello” from the back seat.

I know it’s twisted and dark, but I was channeling Lisa Unger and Harlan Coben.

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A ‘DOH’ moment 

Then I thought what if it REALLY happened, but it wasn’t what I thought it was. I come home freaked out and tell Tony and can’t stop from crying thinking that we are being stalked or he royally pissed off someone. Of course not me, I’m the innocent one. He starts to get upset as well, saying the handwriting looks familiar to him. Then he turns it over and throws it at me using his favorite line when I’m not quick on the uptake. “You’re the teacher and you don’t know?” I look at the back and see that it says. Family Photography, we save all your memories so can say ‘I’ll Never Forget.’

Only good friends really “get” each other. 

The last idea I had was a note that initially freaked me out. That is until I found a few dollar bills inside with another note that said “no backsies”. Thankfully it was from my friend, Kit. We sometimes will fight over who will pay or who owes who money. I joke about mailing her money all the time…this time she left it on my car. I text her explaining I thought I had a stalker and we crack ourselves up. Our husbands just stare at us, in our respective houses, shaking their heads and wondering how we function in life.

While each had a great beginning I couldn’t make it flow and work for this post. I kept drawing a blank as a wrote. Really stinks when that happens. Which of these did you like? Which did you think was the worst?

Funny Friday

Funny Friday, June 2015

Today’s post is this month’s Funny Friday, a regular feature published on the last Friday of every month. Funny Friday is a collaborative project. Each month one of the participants submits a picture, then we all write 5 captions or thoughts inspired by that month’s picture. Links to the other bloggers’ posts are below, click on them and see what they’ve come up with. I hope we bring a smile to your face as you start your weekend.

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Here’s today’s picture. It was submitted by The Momisodes (http://themomisodes.com))

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This is my first Funny Friday!!! Glad to be part of a another awesome group post. I tried my best, so here goes. 

1. The mom buries her head in her hands and grumbles to the Sear’s photographer. “Just take the damn picture. I don’t have the patience anymore.” 

2. Yup, this is our holiday card…you’re lucky you got one.

3. The kids laugh out loud…”Mommy said not to make a mess in the house, she didn’t say anything about the moon.”

4. As the aliens fly away on their spaceships they mumble, “Those darn human kids. I thought we’d finally have a peaceful vacation.”

 5. “This can’t be the new indoor play are. I think mom tricked us.”  

Click on the links below and let some other bloggers make you smile:

Confessions of a part-time working mom
The Momisodes
Sanity Waiting to Happen
Spatulas on Parade
People Don’t Eat Enough Fudge
The Bergham’s Life Chronicles
Follow me home
Measurements of Merriment
Southern Belle Charm
Silence of the Mom
Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
Baking In A Tornado
Someone Else’s Genius

Fly on the Wall

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Fly on the Wall

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 18 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:

Participants:

  • 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

After getting one of his birthday gifts, a scooter from Daddy, AJ very seriously said. “I know I can’t ride it in the house. It’s best for me to ride it outside.”

Later that day he tried riding it in our dining area and does the craziest fall, hitting his head twice on the wooden chair. It would have made for a hysterical you tube video, but I wasn’t quick enough. After moaning on the floor he started screaming at the scooter and chair. “It’s all your fault. You are supposed to do your jobs. I’m not your friend anymore.” Hands were flying as he spoke-can we say Italian temper?

THANKFULLY he’s fine. He’s a tough kid, but it was a pretty hilarious fall and I hope he learned his lesson..at least for a few weeks, days, hours.

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AJ wanted to make a ghost mask. Together we came up with the idea to attach the mask to his birthday crown (from school). After the face, he wanted to make a whole body to go with it. Once that was done, he walked around the house for about twenty minutes making ghost sounds.  He did all the drawing and cutting himself. I just helped him tape it to the crown. 

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“Now that I’m six I only have one more year before I can watch Goosebumps. Right Mommy? You said when I was seven and seven is after six.”  He kept asking to watch Goosebumps on Netflix, but it’s way to scary for him…even gives me chills. So when he was still five I quickly said he had to wait till he was seven to watch it. It was one of those “mommy moments” when you just want silence and give an answer. Obviously I regret it now, I wish I had said he had to wait till he was ten.

Is there anyway to delete a TV show from Netflix?????

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We have a LOOSE TOOTH!!!! It was exciting. We were both cheering in Whole Foods and laughing. Fast forward a week…NOTHING.

loose tooth

Later that morning, after we came home and put groceries away, we walked to the library. The library is just up the hill from our place, sure it’s a hill, but it’t not THAT far. AJ insisted we sit down because, “It’s been a long and tiring morning. I need a rest.”

long day

Hooray, he FINALLY lost that darn tooth on Tuesday!!!! He must have swalloed it during lunch. Of course he was laughing because… “The Tooth Fairy is going to get my poop tooth.”

There was a kindergarten celebration for both classes on Tuesday. The students read one writing piece for the parents and we go to see a slide show of pictures and the students reading short plays based on books. Then we all went to the gym to help out with activities and games. What a great way to end kindergarten…even though Thursday (yesterday) was the last day of school for them.

Anthony won the guessing game after correctly guessing how many erasers were in the bag without going over.  “This is the best day of my life.” Apparently he’s easy to please.

PicMonkey Collage

This is how AJ watches TV sometimes. Or he stands in front of the TV wiggling around, or jumps from couch to couch. All I can do is laugh at him and imagine how much pain I would be in if I watched TV like that.

watching TV

Yesterday was AJ’s last day of school, he’s so excited. Though tomorrow and all next week Mommy still has to work. The poor guy has to get up early to go to work with Daddy then off to summer camp.

first and last day