And The Guilt Rushed In.

Mase has been in trouble A LOT lately! And he is usually my good kid, so you can imagine my fear of losing him to the dark side as well.

So yesterday he was yelled at for like th 15th time and I can't even count his Time Out adventures! Then at supper last night he was asked to say the prayer....this is how it went:

"Dear Heavenly Father, Thank you for this day and our many blessings. Thank you for the food and help it to be nourishing to our bodies. And please bless our family. And please bless that Mom will always love me even though she thinks that I'm a bad boy. And forgive her for putting me in Time Out so much today..." (then he opens one eye to see that I heard that) "...In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."

Now how can you stay mad at that???? LOL!

Talk About Timing!

So I was sitting on the potty....the ONLY privacy I get by the way...I actually enjoy potty time because it is MY time. (I also cannot believe I just admitted that!)

Anyway, so I am sitting there, reading, and ALL OF A SUDDEN Bren rushes in, slamming the door open, and as she comes to a sliding stop and I am expecting to hear that something horrible just happened in the living room....

She says, "I have really good news....I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance by switching to Geico."
And then leaves.

Yes....it is time to buy a lock for the door.

Aha! I have hit the Recorder stage!

And I am NOT happy about it! That's right, Bren is bringing home the Recorder to "practice" (I use that term lightly because it is really to drive me nuts!)

Seriously, I think that is what music teachers have in mind when they send those wretched flute wanna-be's home. They KNOW we will hate it...and you know they probably hate it too, so thought they'd share the feeling with parents. Well how nice is that??? (dripping sarcasm there)

So Bren toots, she tweets, AND she squeeks. Oh I L O V E the squeeks. (again...pure sarcasm here)

Here is a typical song:
Toot, Toot, Tweet, Squeek, "wait I messed up", Toot, Toot, Tweet, Squeek, "GRRR I messed up", Toot, Squeek, "WAIT", Toot, Toot, Squeek, "OH I HATE THIS STUPID THING" (then she storms out of the room and returns once she is calm to START ALL OVER!!!) Oh yes, Ladies and Gentlemen, it goes on and on, like the song that NEVER ends, and the music teacher is somewhere laughing her stupid head off in the silence of her own home! (If only I knew where she lived...)

I can only just sit patiently and wait for the upcoming concert to be over so that the evil little instrument will remain at school where it belongs...well actually I think it belongs in Hell's burning inferno, but I have found I do not always get what I want.

Go Away!

So I had a lady come by to pick up something the other day...she is a priss pot lady, you know the type, puckered lips, looks like they either just sucked a lemon or smelled a fart. Anywho, she came early...grrrr....and I was in the shower so my dh answered the door.

I heard her knock since I had just turned off the shower. I was towel drying off when all of a sudden Mase slams the door open and says:

Mase: Mom, a lady's here and Dad says come here.
Me: I can't tell Dad to give her the bag by the table. (TOWEL SLIPS A LITTLE)
Mase: (LOUDLY) HEY! You have hair on your too too. Why do you have hair on your too too?
Me: Please....Shhhhh....get out......(covering his mouth and towel slipping more)....Mase, shhhhh!
Mase: (muffled by my hand) But why....too too......hair......

I finally got him out and slammed the door shut. Ok, no prob...she probably didn't hear. So later I come out and dh is on the computer. I am in the kitchen starting lunch when he says, "Sooooo, you have hair on your too too?"

I JUST DIED! Because if he heard that....then pinched face lady heard it! Ugh...I just wanna lay down and cry sometimes. *sob* *sniff*