7 Quick Takes



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A picture of the white board on Giant's dresser:

Somebody really doesn't like Spanish class.

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I am going to tell you the secret of the longevity of my marriage.

Is it because Hubby and I have frequent date nights?  No, we don't.

Is it because we have long conversations into the night?  No, it isn't.

Is it because we can't keep our hands off each other?  No comment.  My dad reads this.

It has something to do with the fact that when we each received this email, the exact same thoughts came to both of us.

"My daughter-in-law would like to sell her cervical traction system. If you know of anyone that needs this and would like to buy it, please let me know. I’ve been told it’s almost twice this much new."

Our first thoughts:  "We have six kids and have never heard of this child-birth device.  And really, why the hell would anyone want a used one?"

One Google search later, we found that a cervical traction system is for a person's neck.  Apparently, cervical doesn't always mean something pertaining to the cervix.

The secret to a good, long marriage?

Mutual stupidity.

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I have finally discovered the key to being the best mom ever, and because I like you, I will share the secret.

 

Giant pancakes.

 

On a whim, I decided to make pancakes as big as their heads.  I haven't seen them that excited in a long time.  Like since the Christmas they got iPod touches.



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Our toy box is covered in old photos from when the big kids were little.  My brother made it for his kids, but when he moved to Hawaii, he gave the toy box to us.  It has sat in our family room for three years now.

 

I was snuggling on the couch with Cuckoo when he said, "Why is Phoenix holding Turken in that picture?"

 

 

 

Me: "That's not Turken.  It is Daddy holding Phoenix when Phoenix was a baby."

 

Cuckoo then got up to point to the picture of which he was speaking.

 

"This one.  Phoenix is holding Turken."

 

Me:  "Nope, that's Daddy holding Phoenix."

 

Long pause.  Quizzical look.  Longer pause.  Then,

 

"But Daddy doesn't have that many hair."

 

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On the ride home from soccer, somehow the big kids and I got into a conversation about cheerleaders.  Whether boys could be cheerleaders.  At which sports cheerleaders cheer.  It then moved on to NFL cheerleaders.  Specifically their attire, looks, and age. 

 

Someone mentioned that I would not be able to be a cheerleader.  Offended, I asked why.

 

Buttercup managed to say, "They have big boo" when I cut in to stop her.  Then with a grin, she finished her sentence.  "boots.  Most of them wear big boots."

 

Giant then added his two cents with, "They wear skimpy outfits that show their stomachs." 

 

Luckily, we pulled into the driveway before he could say any more. 

Just to show them that despite their jokes, I am still in charge, I ran ahead of them and very mature-like locked the door behind me.  As they stood on the front porch, I did a little na-na-na-na-poo-poo dance.  At which point Phoenix said, "Yeah, with dance moves like that she really can't be a cheerleader."

Unfortunately, the whole conversation was relayed to Hubby when I finally let them in.  Hubby's only question was, "Why would Mom showing her stomach be a problem?" All innocent, like this was a real question.  Giant responded, "Have you seen her stomach?"

 

It seems I am living with a bunch of jerks. 
 

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In this past week's Monday Listicles, I read about all sorts of women who are different from their younger selves in that they don't pay nearly as much attention to their appearance.  I was shocked to learn that showering every day was actually an option!  Who knew?  So, yesterday, the first day of Fall Break for the kids, I jumped right on that bandwagon.  I even took the kids to the playground and stopped at the grocery store in my unkempt state.  (I didn't go in my pajama bottoms, though.  Didn't want to hurt myself with too much change all at once.)  I only have one question.  Was I supposed to change my underwear?

 



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Bright and early tomorrow morning, Buttercup and I will be heading to Atlanta.  It is her year to go on a trip, and she wanted to go to a big city to which she'd never been.  It's making Hubby crazy that we don't have any solid plans of what we're going to do once we get there.  All we know is that we'll find something, and that Stone Mountain and the Coke museum are on the to-do list.  We're adventurous types of gals.  Don't worry, I've been extra busy putting together posts for you to peruse while I'm gone.  However, I won't be replying or visiting with you until we return.  Which is Tuesday.  (Did you see that, Dad?  I'll be out of town until Tuesday.)

 

 

Have a lovely weekend!