Kids Say the Darndest Things - March '11 Edition

Taken from the sidebar....

It was our Elementary School's "V.I.P. Breakfast" (formerly known as the "Grandparent's Breakfast") and since our kids don't have any Grandparents to go with, we (their parents) went with them. Kyle had the GRANDPARENTS tradition "stuck" in his mind, so he felt kind of weird having us go with him instead...

Me: "Come on...don't you think I LOOK old enough to be your Grandma?"
Kyle: (exasperated at my dumb comment) "Noooo!"
(thinking)
"Maybe for Brookelle and Katelyn...." 3/11


I taught Katelyn how to make Ramen noodles and she was trying her hand at it...

Katelyn: "It feels like I'm a Mom!"
Me: "Why?"
Katelyn: "Because I'm actually cooking!" 3/11
(Hmmm...does Ramen fall under the "cooking" category?!?)

I'm Talking, but Nobody's Listening

PROOF:

I was getting ready to make dinner this afternoon, and I started looking for some of the ingredients that I bought at the grocery store 2 DAYS AGO that I needed for my recipe. I didn't recall ever seeing them in my fridge/freezer/pantry in the last 48 hours, either. As I sat there wondering if I should chalk this up to another "losing my mind" episode or not, a disturbing thought washed over me.

I called down to my sons, "Boys, did you bring in the groceries from the car like I asked you to the other day?"

Son #1: "WHAT?!?"

Me: "Did you bring in the groceries?"

Son #1: "Groceries?!?"

Me: "Yeah."

Son #2: "When did you ask us to bring in the groceries?"

Me: "On Tuesday."

Son #1: "You did?"

Son #2: "But, we didn't hear you!"

Me: "Uh huh....GO GET THEM NOW!"

Have you ever had fresh (not frozen) chicken sit in your car for two days?!? If not, can you imagine the "fragrance?" :P It first got thrown away in the kitchen garbage, but after 3.7 seconds, I ordered it to be bagged up and relocated to the outside trash can.

{On the bright side, it was just a small [$30] shopping trip that day}

Now what am I going to make for dinner tonight?!!?

Welcome To the Club

Recently, this arrived in my mail...

Apparently the American Association of Retired Persons thinks I'm eligible! What the ???

AARP has always conjured THIS image up in my mind:

Is this ME?!!?

I KNEW *ah hum* 40 was "getting up there" - but....really?

What's even more confusing is that just a couple of months ago, some mail I received indicated that I was still in the baby-birthing age. (I don't think babies and AARP exactly go together!) But, just like that -- POOF! -- I'm in the Bingo-playing age??

NO! Surely, it was the wrong address! (even though it had MY name and address printed on the envelope.)

I'm definitely in denial.

Needless to say, I haven't "REPLIED" yet, and the 3/31 deadline in quickly approaching.

Now, excuse me while I go pluck the gray hairs out of my head!

Who's in Charge?

I came home from an evening out last night, and before I even opened the door to enter my home, I could hear the clickety-clack of dress-up high heels on the hardwood coming to meet me at the door. Sure enough, it was little Princess Snow White.

She had just been "Ruling the Roost" with her built-from-scratch Princess Throne.
(I have no idea what a laundry basket with clothes in it has to do with the stairs descending and ascending to the throne.....but we constantly have laundry baskets around, so she doesn't know anything else - she must think "it goes.")
It looked like she'd been having a great ol' time while her dad and I were out. But, what about the others?

After futher investigation throughout our home, I found her older siblings (i.e. the babysitters) downstairs - with the lights AND T.V. on.

Apparently, my 2 year old was enjoying THE FUN all to herself!

It was 10 o' clock.

You Know You're in Utah When...

...it's just 2 weeks until "SPRING"...

...and the scene outside your window...

...looks like THIS!

My Family of Animals

Haylee usually always takes a notebook to church for drawing in during Sacrament Meeting.

Finally, someone took notice of the front cover of the notebook and her captions she had written on/under each animal.

It appears she has "labeled" each member of her family as an animal. We all crack up about it. Her choices are amusing. We decided there IS some resemblance in our LOOKS (facial hair, tired eyes, wrinkles, big nose/ears, bad/no teeth). But, we also wonder if it has something to do with our ATTITUDE, PERSONALITY, and BEHAVIOR!!!

Top row:

Basset Hound = Ethan (a friend)

Hamster = Haylee (herself)

Bull Dog = Nana

Second row:

Horse = Sirri (?)

Frog = Ryan

grey cat = Ellie Hull (a friend)

Third row:

Chihuahuas = Miss B & Mr. J (B's boyfriend???)

Bird = Kyle

Dog = Dad

Bottom row:

White cat = Mom

goldfish = Katelyn

Dog #2 = Papa

So, let's make some sense of this...Dad chases Mom, and Mom tries to eat Kyle and Katelyn...?!?

If only I could have the sleep schedule of a cat, too! (unlimited naps, able to sleep through anything, anywhere, sleeps for hours & hours....)