FamilyUgh, the posts and comments over at Fluffy’s and Purple Pen gave me nightmares last night!
I dreamed that one of the moms at Logan’s school completely froze me out, as the representative of all the other, more involved moms. I called her up to return a call, and before I even said hello, she announced, “We’ve decided we don’t want you here.” “Excuse me?” “Obviously, your son’s education is your absolute bottom priority.” REET! REET! REET! REET! REET! Which of course caused me to launch into a mile-long protest and rebuttal, because, really, can any of you who have read a single word here imagine that I don’t consider my children a priority?? I personally think that most of you have to take me in small doses because there is a fairly short menu when it comes to topics here. It was my absolute worst parenting nightmare. Well, injury or death would be worse, but MAN, that got to me. Having a bit of trouble shaking it.
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My son was in the same room as me when I was getting dressed one day. I scratched the top of my left breast a little and he said, “Mommy, you are touching your —-!”
I said to him, “I just have an itch,” to which he responded, “That’s *your* excuse!”
Jet, 4
Jax: Mommy, here’s a little piece of toilet paper to wipe the tip.
Mommy: The tip of what?
Jax: Your penis.
Jax, 3
After being told to go outside and pick up the dog poop, he goes outside, whines and complains. He comes back in and says, “Mom, I think the dog over-pooped.”
Luke, 8
When I woke up one morning with a sore throat, raspy voice, and fever, my three-year-old, Emilie, asked me what was wrong. I said, “Mama has a cold…” and she felt my cheek for a minute before saying, “No. You has a hot!”
Emilie, 3
Do you know how I memorized 2 x 11? I have this fake pencil in my brain, and it writes down the multiplication!!
Hugo, 6
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02.14.04 at 08:47 AM |
talking about dreaming about other bloggers, i dreamt about amber last night and woke myself up by sleep-talking (to amber and family) “we might even go to the sea.”
Q tried to engage me in conversation by replying but too late (this time) - i’d woken myself up!
02.14.04 at 09:11 AM |
Oh my God, I certainly don’t want to give anyone nightmares!!!
02.14.04 at 09:16 AM |
Oh, I give them to myself--I just depend on others to give me new topics! You were lovely in your comments, and I feel much better now. : P
02.14.04 at 01:38 PM |
Oh My God
Sooooooooo sorry!
feel like a prat now. Didnt mean to cause offence. Or worry or anything really. Just venting something or other.
Shit monkeys.
Am completely cack.
Sorry!
02.14.04 at 03:03 PM |
Gaaaahh--it’s fine! I’m smiling! See? Huge grin! La, la, la, even feeling like singing. No, this started before the posts--this mom had mentioned that a bunch of moms were going out to dinner one night, and I was working late, and was crabby, and never called to say I wasn’t coming, and was made to feel all lame and sullen for it (not by her--at least not to my knowledge--but my hubby asked me like six times to call her… ).