The only vegetable I'd say I don't like. Kid Two doesn't like them either. That's why he tried to pawn them off on ME! ;-) "Oh....mom needs to see better...."
My kids ask me all the time if they can get a coconut while we are at the grocery store. I always say no. Seriously...what the hell am I gonna do with a coconut? This last time we went, I caved. Or maybe my kids just finally broke me and I said yes. After hammering the crap out of it to get to it's...whatever, Kid Two looked at me and said, now what? Exactly. Now what. Then he added...thoughtfully, "Well. If one of us isn't feeling well, we can put the lime in the coconut and drink them both up?" Brilliant. I'll get the rum. Hey...if I'm going to "drink something up" it's going to be awesome. And THAT, my friends, is a perfectly good use for a coconut...according my 9 year old. Coconut. Lime. (and rum) The end.
A few years back, we took a trip to the mountains smack dab in the middle of winter. During a blizzard. We spun out into oncoming traffic. The windshield wipers broke. They closed the road. There we were trapped on a mountain highway with Kid One (8) and Kid Two (10 months). This was before we had a car with entertainment properties. I know. Tragic. Kid One kept asking if we were going to die. Maybe. Kid two only stopped crying if we played The Copacabana...over and over and over. Not sure why we had Barry Manilow in the car, but I'll be forever grateful to Lola who was a show girl and liked to bump it to a good beat. That trip left and big ugly memory scar . I swore we would never make a trip again if it was snowing. And we didn't. Untill Easter 2010. We decide to spend the Holiday in the mountains with family. It was April. Blizzard Schmizzard. We get to the summit. It's Snowing. Lots of snowing . I give myself a little internal pep talk. Yep...
Here's why we're not getting a dog....or a hermit crab or sea monkeys. If you follow these postings you know we have cat. He lives outside. While he is clever and resourceful at finding things to munch on, we do feed him. Well... I feed him. And that brings me to my point. It's been at least a week since one of the kids has feed EL Gato. I've been doing the job. Kid one is online, saving the world from zombies. Kid two is organizing his toy buckets. "Ummm...did anyone feed Oreo today?" Or yesterday or the day before or EVER??? Silence. I can hear their thoughts knocking around in their heads.... Finally, kid one is brave enough to speak. " I did it the other day." Ahhh...yes. Let the finger pointing begin . Not wanting to be left out of the carnival game, kid two throws in his buck fifty. "Well, I do it all the time." Really??? Cuz I'd bet my next hair appointment that you are bot...
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The only vegetable I'd say I don't like.
Kid Two doesn't like them either.
That's why he tried to pawn them off on ME! ;-)
"Oh....mom needs to see better...."
While that IS true, he is very clever!