HAPPY:
I actually found mself talking loudly to myself in a sing-song voice as I was doing my Biggest Loser DVD.
"Jumping Jacks Make Me Pee. Make Me Pee. Make Me Pee. Jumping Jacks Make Me Pee. La Da Da Deeee."
Butch is on the couch "Honey... what have you been smoking?"
(I can't remember the last time I was so relaxed with life that I happily sung to myself while doing something... without thought of who was watching... and without caring who heard either :)
DOPEY:
Lessons from Butch to me on yardwork.. "Honey. If you tilt the weed eater like that you're going to wear the gasoline you're spilling out of it. Again."
SNEEZY:
Austin & his allergies. Note to self: It's good you called the local doctor to find out how to transfer his records. Now you just have to remember to actually go down there!
SLEEPY:
I fell asleep at 10:30pm. Woke up a whole hour later thinking I'd slept a ton. Nope. Only an hour. It's gonna be a looong night.
GRUMPY:
I was getting irritated with my teenager. For whatever reason. I clenched my fists at my side and let it out with a wheeeww sigh and loosened my fists. He not only saw me do it, but spent the rest of the night randomly saying "Hey mom! *fists hands* Wheeeew *releases fists* (Big huge smile on his adorable face)." He has grown into a Mini Twin. And I love it. It helps turn my frown right upside down :)
BASHFUL:
At Taco Bell, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Hubby, ordering food. The dude behind the counter blatantly starts hitting on me, like my Mr is Mr Invisible. 10 minutes after we're eating at our table he comes to us with a broom, asking me if it'll bother me if he sweeps right there. Nope. But it might be difficult for him, if Mr relocates the broom. It's been 3 days and Mr is STILL talking about it! *Snicker snicker snicker.*
DOC:
Xav: Mom! My arm is leaking white gooey stuff! I think I need to go to the doctor!!
Me: Nah. It's only pieces of your scab falling off of your owey.
Austin: Owey? Really Mom!
I actually found mself talking loudly to myself in a sing-song voice as I was doing my Biggest Loser DVD.
"Jumping Jacks Make Me Pee. Make Me Pee. Make Me Pee. Jumping Jacks Make Me Pee. La Da Da Deeee."
Butch is on the couch "Honey... what have you been smoking?"
(I can't remember the last time I was so relaxed with life that I happily sung to myself while doing something... without thought of who was watching... and without caring who heard either :)
DOPEY:
Lessons from Butch to me on yardwork.. "Honey. If you tilt the weed eater like that you're going to wear the gasoline you're spilling out of it. Again."
SNEEZY:
Austin & his allergies. Note to self: It's good you called the local doctor to find out how to transfer his records. Now you just have to remember to actually go down there!
SLEEPY:
I fell asleep at 10:30pm. Woke up a whole hour later thinking I'd slept a ton. Nope. Only an hour. It's gonna be a looong night.
GRUMPY:
I was getting irritated with my teenager. For whatever reason. I clenched my fists at my side and let it out with a wheeeww sigh and loosened my fists. He not only saw me do it, but spent the rest of the night randomly saying "Hey mom! *fists hands* Wheeeew *releases fists* (Big huge smile on his adorable face)." He has grown into a Mini Twin. And I love it. It helps turn my frown right upside down :)
BASHFUL:
At Taco Bell, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Hubby, ordering food. The dude behind the counter blatantly starts hitting on me, like my Mr is Mr Invisible. 10 minutes after we're eating at our table he comes to us with a broom, asking me if it'll bother me if he sweeps right there. Nope. But it might be difficult for him, if Mr relocates the broom. It's been 3 days and Mr is STILL talking about it! *Snicker snicker snicker.*
DOC:
Xav: Mom! My arm is leaking white gooey stuff! I think I need to go to the doctor!!
Me: Nah. It's only pieces of your scab falling off of your owey.
Austin: Owey? Really Mom!
