Funny? Tasteless? Disrespectful? You decide!

I saw this sign in a fairly ritzy part of town. I couldn't believe my eyes. So...what do you think?

Willpower

This post got me to thinking about willpower. I've never been good at dieting by myself. I'll eat lean cuisines for a while then give up completely. I have never found a form of exercise that I HATE little enough to continue. I joined Weight Watchers years ago and lost enough weight and kept it off long enough to become a lifetime member. I don't know whether to be proud of that or not LOL! I do much better with a structure program like Weight Watchers though because I have to be accountable to someone. You have to weigh in once a week. It's also easier for me if I diet (or exercise) with someone else. Again, you have to be accountable to someone else besides yourself.

How's your willpower? What do you do to keep yourself in line?

Naps

I used to never take naps before I had kids. Now I relish nap time! Whether I take a nap or do something else productive, it's my quiet time without the kids treating me like a jungle gym! The boys unfortunately rarely take a nap anymore. This weekend was different though. They took naps Saturday and Sunday. Yesterday it didn't look like they were going to take a nap, so I announced I was going upstairs to take a nap. I got in the bed followed shortly by the 2 dogs. Shortly after that Twin B comes up the stairs and says he wants to take a nap with me in my bed, so I told him to hop in and BE QUIET! Twin A, not wanting to be left out pops in not too much later to nap with us. Let's count this up...1 adult, 2 smallish dogs and 2 4 year olds. Poor Twin A was curled up at the bottom of the bed. We all had a nice nap though. Maybe I have found the key to getting the boys to take naps - just take one myself and they will soon follow! I hope everyone else had a restful weekend too.

Imagination

My guys have the biggest imaginations. I just don't remember being as creative as them when I was little. This morning when we got to school, there was a funny shaped rock on the ground. Twin B picked it up with a look of complete awe and said "I found a dinsosaur toe"! I oohed and aahed with him about his latest archeological find. Where does that creativity come from? If they got it from me, mine must be well hidden!

Turn that Music Down!

Last night (technically really early this morning) a friend and I were listening to some music on my computer. I had my door shut, but the boys' room is right across the hall. I guess it was turned up a little too loud. Next thing I know I hear Twin B calling for me. I turned the music off and went to the door. He looked sleepily up at me and told me to go to bed! He said "I can't sleep with that loud music. Turn it off and go to bed!" As if that wasn't bad enough, my friend promptly pointed out that this situation would likely be reversed in about 10 years. It's been many, many years since someone has asked me to turn down the music! I can't believe it was from a 4 year old this time.

Has anything like that ever happened to you where you felt like the parent/child roles were reversed?

It's Just a Costume

Has everyone seen Men in Black? Well, I felt a little bit like I was wearing an Edgar suit last night! When we got home, Twin A was REALLY hungry. I was trying to get the collars and leashes on the dogs to take them for a walk since they'd been inside all day long. He wanted to know how come I wasn't fixing his dinner yet. I told him I had to take the dogs out first. He got really frustrated and started saying a bunch of nonsense stuff. Then he said "You're not even an adult. It's just a costume"! I laughed so hard. These boys never cease to amaze me with the things they say.

Another thing they've both started talking about lately is Homa Homa. I thought maybe they were mispronouncing Oklahoma, but they insist there is a place called Homa Homa where displaced mice can live. Yep, you read that right. If a mouse can't find a hole to live in, all he has to do is pack up and move to Homa Homa because evidently they have an abundance of mouse housing!

I'm Such an Ass!

The other day in the car the boys were particularly rowdy. I know, 4 year olds being rowdy? Go figure. They got into an argument about something and Twin B hit Twin A. Then they were going back and forth and wouldn't stop. Grrrrr!!! Twin B finally got in one final parting shot on Twin A and I yelled at him "One of these days he's gonna hit your ass back and I hope it hurts". He just kind of shook his head and said "I didn't hit him in the ass, mommy". I generally try to keep my language clean around the kiddos and whenever I let something slip, this is the kind of thing that happens. Now who feels like an ass?!?