Monday, June 29, 2009

More Kid (and Adult) Funnies

5. Me to Aron: “I need to put your shirts away since they’ve been sitting in the laundry basket for 4 days and they’re all wrinkly.”
Aron: “Just the way I like ‘em.”
Me: “They probably call you The Wrinkled Guy at work. And not because you’re 42, either.”

6. Joel has been using the word “perhaps” a lot lately. Good thing we homeschool because that’d get his ass kicked in the schoolyard.

7. Joel, in an extremely excited state, “Mommy, I picked up my poop! It was gross! It looked like DEER poop!” Disturbing. And what have I been feeding him?

8. Michael, as Dobby from Harry Potter, “I is not finding it, Sir.”

9. Eva: "Duppie" -- which means "up", "down", "I want that thing up there" or "gimme that"

If you get these posts via e-mail, come to the blog sometime to hear some decent music.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

More Kid Funnies

1. Callie: “I’m coloring a picture about Daddy yelling at me.”

2. Callie: “Do you know what’s in my tummy? Junk is in my tummy.”
Mommy: “I have junk in my trunk. Is it kinda the same?”
Callie: “Yeah.”

3. Callie, going through her closet and handing me clothes: “Mommy, this will perhaps be Eva’s.”

4. Michael: “I peed in a bowl and dumped it on Joel’s head.” Not really. I hope.

Happy Birthday to my cousin Derek, who is a rock star, painter and writer. He’s in a band called Boo and Boo 2 … check them out! He's the blond one.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

My New Crock Pot

Yes, I’m the kind of woman who asks for a Crock Pot for her birthday instead of diamonds or clothes or a trip to the spa. Do you know why?

Because a Crock Pot is the ultimate in laid-back cooking (shameless plug for my laid-back parenting e-book, only 2 bucks, see left side of blog). And I don’t love to cook. But I’m cheap and don’t love to order out, either.

I throw in some pork chops with cream of chicken soup, some green beans and some potatoes and turn the thing on. I can leave the house. I can do whatever I want all day long (picture me soaking in a bubble bath all day long … yeah, right).

Then dinner’s ready by 6 whether or not the baby has been sleeping on me for the last 2 hours or whether we’ve been at the pool or homeschooling later in the day.

This is so domestic of me, but I’m asking for your favorite Crock Pot recipe. Share it in the Comments or send me an email at mommykerrie@yahoo.com.

Friday, June 26, 2009

Recycling Difficulties

If recycling is so cool right now and we’re all so concerned about the planet, why is it so hard to recycle?

For instance, why are food manufacturers using plastics other than numbers 1 or 2? My city won’t recycle anything other than those 2 numbers, so I’m always either reusing or throwing away the higher numbers of plastics.

Where the heck do you recycle phone books?

Why does it often cost money to recycle our computer monitors? And people throw away perfectly fine “hard drives” from their computers because they’re worried about security when all they have to do is remove the old hard drive with all the information and donate the rest.

Why does the EPA say it’s okay for individuals to pitch lead-containing computer monitors, etc. but companies and school districts throwing away, say, 20 monitors can get in big trouble?

And why are we still using Styrofoam if it doesn’t recycle at all?

When we do a lemonade stand, I figure the lesser of the evils is to use paper cups. When I had to take plates on our family vacation for everyone, I got uncoated paper ones.

Is it just because I’m in the Midwest that things are so backwards? Does your city recycle the higher numbers of plastics?

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Swimming Pool Rules and Stuff

Update January 25, 2018 I OWN MY OWN SWIMMING POOL IN MY BACKYARD! I call the shots and kids can run and babies can be NAKED. Bam, and thank you, God, for my own swimming pool in a town called, fittingly for my family, Peculiar, Missouri!

Why does a baby need to wear a swimming suit on OVER a swim diaper? Their private parts are all covered, plus the disposable swim diapers are so pretty these days.

Why do lifeguards yell “Don’t RUN” (instead of doing something IMPORTANT like watching a kid drowning in front of them)? They don’t have to clean up the blood from a scrape; the parent does, so why does the lifeguard care?

Whenever I see a kid push my kid down the kiddie slide at the pool, I have to fight the urge to go all Hand That Rocks the Cradle on the kid. You know the scene, the one where the nanny goes up to the bully and basically says, “Don’t mess with my kid.” (except she doesn't say MESS ... she says a much, much better word). Instead, I usually put on my best June Cleaver voice and tell the kid, “Don’t push, please.” Or I whisper to the kid something like, “Kid, I’m just a little bit crazy and I just saw you push my kid, so watch out.” In the same June Cleaver voice, of course.

Why is Adult Swim or Safety Check 10 whole minutes long? Does it really take that long to check for dead bodies on the bottom of the pool?

Why do so many stupid parents assume lifeguards are babysitters when they are barely even lifeguards?