A Simple Concept Really

I told my 6 year old niece Mary Mayken to go and get dressed.  I gave her 20 extra "piddle" minutes figuring that it would take me 5 more times of instructing her to do so.  I came out of my bathroom and she was already dressed and had her teeth brushed.  And was cleaning up from where she brushed her teeth.  Now if a 6 year old can follow those instructions, why does it take telling my 10 and 13 year olds 5 times at least to get dressed.  It's a simple concept really.  Ask them to do something and they should do it, right?  I think that the boys need some lessons from the 6 year old!

Sandwiching

Every time I go into Owen's school, I learn a little bit more than I wish I did.

This time was no different. 

Well.  The only difference was that it was 7:45 in the morning and I still haven't had breakfast or coffee.

So just want you want to hear ALL about is sandwiching.

If you don't know what that is, and you don't want to (which I recommend), stop reading now.

If not, don't say that I didn't warn you.

Apparently, sandwiching is when a boy is peeing, two of his "friends" go up behind him and form a sandwich right beside him.  Like an oreo cookie.

It's nothing sexual.  It's just boys being boys and is meant to mess with your friends.

And if it's not bad enough that they told me about it, Owen and his BFF Ky also demonstrated how it worked.  With me being the "sandwiched" friend.  :/

I guess I shouldn't be too surprised tho.  It's not like it's my first rodeo or something. 

Ugh.  Boys.  Sheesh.

Butterflies, Unicorns and Rainbows Baby!

I love children's artwork.

I really, really do.

I have framed a lot of Shane and Owen's artwork and that's the art that hangs in my house. 

Owen's latest framed work is no exception.  It makes me smile.  Like a lot.

Just like *my* BFF, Owen sees in rainbows, unicorns and butterflies and he built his picture around that theme.

But unlike my friend, who truly does see in rainbows, unicorns and butterfies, Owen's take on them is a "little" different.  Here, his unicorn is pooping butterflies onto a person.  The person, surprisingly, doesn't look very happy about it.  I didn't ask him who the person is.  I didn't *really* want to know the answer.  LOL!

He made the unicorn's horn all rainbows.  But you know, he doesn't really see in rainbows.  This *is* Owen afterall so it's his version of rainbows.  It's destroying a building.

Come to think of it, maybe I should be a little concerned about Owen. 

But I still love children's artwork.  It's so....so...creative.  Yeah.  That's the word I'm looking for!

I guess that proves that two people can look at the same exact thing in a VERY different way. And that's okay. Neither are right. And neither are wrong. It is what it is.

But I do think that my friend's version of seeing in rainbows, unicorns and butterflies is WAY different than Owen's!  LOL! 

Animal Abuse

My sister isn't right.  Her poor animals.  LOL!

She *is* funny tho.  :D

On Top Of Things...Not

So I've been traveling so much lately that I missed Owen's parent/teacher conferences.  So I emailed his teacher yesterday and apologized for missing conferences (but  I told him that I had been traveling a lot and blamed it on Ken and told him at least my children were alive...lol) and told him I still needed to speak with him. He said that he still had 5:15-5:30 tonight available. I emailed him back that I felt bad that he had to stay late and I was available whenever.

He never responded so I dumped Owen (with Shane as the chaperone) over at the college for tennis and raced to the school hoping he was still there. I was kinda pissed that he didn't confirm with me but i took a chance that he would still be there. So I pulled up to the school and there were a ton of cars. At 5:15 pm. Weird right? I was hoping that the doors weren't locked. They weren't.

When I went through the front doors, there was a sign up that you didn't need to sign in at the office if you were here for conferences. I thought it was left over from when I missed the conferences. As I walked down the lower hall, I noted that one teacher was talking to a parent. I still didn't clue in that it was actually conferences. Not even when I passed the cafeteria and there was PTA stuff going on. It finally hit me when I rounded the 5th grade hallway and saw his teacher sitting in his room with another parent, with his door closed, and tons of other parents all over the hallway, that I had actually not missed the conferences.

You know, I thought that the 5:15-5:30 time that he gave me was a little weird. I apologized for being irritated with him for not emailing me back because obviously he was preparing for conferences. I confessed to him my blonde moment.

 

Then I decided to be the good mom, and support the kids school at the same time, and take my kids to the McDonald's spirit night.

 

Unfortunately, it was one day early.

 

I guess I should have actually read that piece of paper that the PTA sent home.  You know...the one that I made Shane go back inside and get so that the school would get credit for us going.

In my defense, Owen told me it was spirit night.  I suppose that I should have verified that he was right.

 

I am so totally on top of things.

 

God have mercy, I rock.