After the sadness of yesterday and today (Full Circle Mel’s husband’s funeral was today), I need something lighter, not so serious. This is all I’ve got…
You know you are in serious trouble when your 5 yr old not only figures out that 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 4 but that means that 100 + 100 + 100 + 100 = 400. Holy shit, his teachers aren’t going to know what hit them.
You know you live in a house full of males when you get mustard on the *bottom hem of your shirt and no one points it out to you. Hell, they probably didn’t notice.
You also know you live in a house full of males when they let you leave the house in said mustard bedecked shirt and go to the store.
You know your teenage son has been folding laundry when every single thing except your bras and underwear are folded. He might get contaminated with cooties if he folds them.
Is it normal that my teenager is reading Nelson Mandela’s memoirs and Poorer Richard’s America: What would Ben say? without a teacher or adult forcing him?
Does Muno from Yo Gabba Gabba remind anyone else of a giant walking talking dildo? I mean he is the one eyed wonder.
I’m opening the floor for any and all questions…personal, factual, deep and introspective, or fluffy and light. I’ll be posting answers later this week.
I have an EdenFantasys post and giveaway coming up. I will be giving away a $55 gift card and some EdenFantasys swag from BlogHer ’11
*in my defense, I have really big boobs and don’t see the lower half of my shirt unless I make an effort to see it