Once again the conversations between my daughter and granddaughter hit Facebook and do not disappoint.
KB: *conspiratorially* Mommy, did you know something about men?
Me: No….tell me.
KB: Sometimes…they DON’T wash their hands after going to the BATHROOM.
Me: *feigning equal astonishment* Nooooooo….
KB: *nodding her head gleefully* Men are gross.
Me: They sure are.
It seems I have been busy, and as a result not very active on my blog page. Well, here is an update. Beside life and work getting in the way of my free time, I have been taking a few pictures.
Senior pics, some sports, lifestyle pictures, and and engagement photo session.
Until next time, below are a few for your enjoyment.
Me: Go eat the muffin I gave you.
Me: It has chocolate chips in it.
Me: It has candy in it.
Myles: *face lights up like a disco ball* YEAH! *runs away to consume banana chocolate chip muffin*
I mean, it also has zucchini. Which is probably why he initially refused breakfast.
Once again stolen from my adult daughters Facebook page.
*putting KB to bed*
KB: Mommy, will you check my closet and bed for monsters?
Me: You know what deters monsters?
KB: *clearly distrustful* What?
Me: A clean room.
KB: You’re just saying that to get me to clean my room.
Me: Is it working?
KB: *jaunty glare* No. Now check for the monsters and go.
The eyes tell all. I recently took some pictures at a local high school football game. This pictures was one that turned out. Funny thing is I wasn’t looking for this “shot”. In post edit I saw it, did a little crop and turned it into a black and white to emphasize the eyes. Funny how once in a while a shot turns up when you were least expecting it.
KB: What’s for lunch?
KB: Yay! Samples!
And another in the long line of “borrowed” Facebook posts from my adult daughter.
Just in case anyone is a new Facebook friend of mine and still curious what it’s like to have children, let me lay out my day for ya:
-I was awoken at 7am by blood curdling screams…for a banana.
-after cuddling my son for 30 minutes, I realized poop had leaked from his diaper, onto my leg.
-I showered at 1:30pm. I think? Did I shower? Or was that a dream? It was an embarrassingly long time after the poop incident, if I did.
-my four year old spent just over 15 minutes sitting in the middle of the floor, silent, doing nothing, moving nary an inch, locked in a stare off with me until she decided to tell me why I found her lunch in an empty box by the garbage.
-there is lipstick on the toilet seat. I’m trying not to think about this one too hard.
-therea toothpaste on my phone, but I don’t remember brushing my teeth.
-realized that “Throw this away” evidently translates to “Toss this down the laundry shoot” to my 20 month old. This discovery came today when I happened upon a collection of dirty diapers amidst the laundry I was sorting.
-I’m still drinking my cold coffee at 8pm.
They haven’t been put to bed yet, so I’m sure there’s still time for more shenanigans, but by then I will be deep into a Blue Moon and too tired to reminisce.