Wednesday, June 01, 2005
Damn
Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn! I was just completing a very long post and what happens? Internet Explorer dies! Everything...gone.
Here's a brief synopsis of what I was writing. A loves animals and is always getting hurt because he's clumsy as hell. Mo is her mother and aunt S all rolled into one and can't seem to learn that talking back just gets you in more trouble. N is cursing and looking a porn. There, I think I covered all the bases.
Big A
We went to the zoo on Monday since it was a holiday and A had a blast. He said hi and bye to every animal we saw. If an animal did something he thought was odd, we'd get a great big Uh-Oh before moving on. I'm not sure he had a favorite animal, he pretty much enjoyed them all.
Medium Mo
The girl has the attitude of her mother, but I didn't have that attitude till I was at least 14. She talks back, she screams, she grunts, she throws her toys; she get her ass beat. I am currently in possession of one black trash bag full of her toys. If she wishes not to pick them up and put them away and wishes to then chuck them across the room at me, they then become my toys. Sooner or later she'll learn that I've had way more many years experience at this game than her.
Nearly N
My boy is growing up! He's smart enough not to use his creative language skills in front of his father and me, but has yet to learn not to use them in front of his grandmother. I was just informed that my son can successfully use the word bitch in a sentence. When asked (by his grandmother) where he learned that word, he replies "from mom." I know I have the mouth of a sailor, but seriously people I try to shield my kids from it.
Porn...
J and I are members of Columbia House DVD and we signed the two oldest kids up because hey you get free DVDs with each sign-up. Obviously we did what any good parents would do. Anyway, as members we receive a monthly mailing, brochure, of new movies. This month's had an added bonus in it. I busted N on the second page of the "Adult Movie" catalog - he opted to open his envelope before J or I had a chance. I then busted him again trying to get the same catalog out of Mo's mailing. He's a boy and when he's a man he can look at as many naked women as he desires, but no seven year old of mine is going to be looking at half naked women in questionable positions under my roof. I will do my damnedest to teach him not to objectify women, I will teach him how to stare at breasts without being obvious. Maybe I should leave that to his dad, it would be weird if I were staring at breasts. Huh, must think on that for awhile.
Here's a brief synopsis of what I was writing. A loves animals and is always getting hurt because he's clumsy as hell. Mo is her mother and aunt S all rolled into one and can't seem to learn that talking back just gets you in more trouble. N is cursing and looking a porn. There, I think I covered all the bases.
Big A
We went to the zoo on Monday since it was a holiday and A had a blast. He said hi and bye to every animal we saw. If an animal did something he thought was odd, we'd get a great big Uh-Oh before moving on. I'm not sure he had a favorite animal, he pretty much enjoyed them all.
Medium Mo
The girl has the attitude of her mother, but I didn't have that attitude till I was at least 14. She talks back, she screams, she grunts, she throws her toys; she get her ass beat. I am currently in possession of one black trash bag full of her toys. If she wishes not to pick them up and put them away and wishes to then chuck them across the room at me, they then become my toys. Sooner or later she'll learn that I've had way more many years experience at this game than her.
Nearly N
My boy is growing up! He's smart enough not to use his creative language skills in front of his father and me, but has yet to learn not to use them in front of his grandmother. I was just informed that my son can successfully use the word bitch in a sentence. When asked (by his grandmother) where he learned that word, he replies "from mom." I know I have the mouth of a sailor, but seriously people I try to shield my kids from it.
Porn...
J and I are members of Columbia House DVD and we signed the two oldest kids up because hey you get free DVDs with each sign-up. Obviously we did what any good parents would do. Anyway, as members we receive a monthly mailing, brochure, of new movies. This month's had an added bonus in it. I busted N on the second page of the "Adult Movie" catalog - he opted to open his envelope before J or I had a chance. I then busted him again trying to get the same catalog out of Mo's mailing. He's a boy and when he's a man he can look at as many naked women as he desires, but no seven year old of mine is going to be looking at half naked women in questionable positions under my roof. I will do my damnedest to teach him not to objectify women, I will teach him how to stare at breasts without being obvious. Maybe I should leave that to his dad, it would be weird if I were staring at breasts. Huh, must think on that for awhile.
