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:
- Baking In A Tornado
- Spatulas on Parade
- Follow me home
- Menopausal Mother
- Never Ever Give Up Hope
- Just A Little Nutty
- The Momisodes
- Someone Else’s Genius
- Sanity Waiting to Happen
- Southern Belle Charm
- Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
- Eileen’s Perpetually Busy
- The Angrivated Mom
- 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.”
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.”
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.