Monday, April 09, 2007

Follow the Smiley Face Road!

It always amazes me how quickly my kids can go from sitting and watching a cartoon, peaceful and quiet as can be, to getting into something they really shouldn't be doing. 0 to 60 in a millisecond. It's those damn commercials. I usually listen for them because I know that's when I have to be on my toes. Once those evil things interrupt the cartoon, the trance is broken. It must have been a mom who invented DVDs. Who else would know that cartoons running one after the other would be THE invention? Our children need a distraction for more than fifteen minutes so we can actually shower once in a while!

So on Saturday I was on the telephone. I tell my kids that even prisoners get one phone call, that's all I ask for in the morning. While I'm drinking my tea, I get ONE phone call to my best friend. She has 4 kids and the two of us need that venting adult conversation time to kick start our days. Now, what I'm going to tell you certainly, by far, is not the worst they have done. Believe me, not in a long shot, but I thought it was just as funny.

I'm standing in the kitchen, gabbing, drinking my tea and they start running around. Our living room, dining room, and kitchen are all open except for a partial wall between the living room and kitchen. It has two doorways so they run circles through the rooms. I think, "Commercial." I can hear her kids too. They are trying to get her attention on the other end of the phone, she says, "Commercial." We talk for another, I don't know maybe 3 minutes and say good-bye. The Schmitty kids have been sprinting through the rooms for approximately 5 minutes. I look down and find this:



It is a trail of smiley face stickers that leads all the way through the main part of the house. They are stuck to my hardwood floor. So I call for the kids. This is what comes out from hiding:



It seems big brother, W., was having a grand old time decorating his younger siblings. This is what happens after a week off from school and crappy weather. T. looked all cute with his earrings and bindi. And I do appreciate the stickers over R.'s mouth, cause we all know that girl sometimes needs to shut up refrain from talking so much.

However, the part I didn't put together was when I was on the telephone and they were running past me, they kept bumping me. This isn't unusual, especially for T. as he is quite the clumsy accident prone child. I should have recognized that their squeals of laughter got a little more high pitched after each bump. When I was asking them if they were allowed to use my floor for their sticker art they kept giggling. "Okay, what's so funny?" I asked, not really sure I wanted to know. They fell to the floor laughing as they told me. I had about 56 smiley faces on my butt. Do not worry, I will not freak you all out with another picture. You do not need a visual of my tush all decorated with stickers. I'm just grateful that they fessed up before the FedEx guy got there. My backside certainly doesn't need anything to bring attention to it, it's quite noticeable on it's own.

11 comments:

DraMa said...

Those evil 3 foot little beings all conspire against the parents like they are a terrorist group, hell bent on decorating the world's ass with smiley face stickers!!

Stop them now... before it's too late. And, I for one would have loved to see your ass, covered in stickers.

Valerie said...

LOL that is so funny but I think I might have killed them for the sticker on the butt thing!

MamaLee said...

They are evil, and they must be destroyed.

LOL

Oh, The Joys said...

That is funny. Good thing they were smiling faces and not...stamps!

Maria said...

Ugh. Stickers on a wood floor would just send me into scream land.

Once, I was sick and let Liv "do my hair" while I sat in a semi-asleep state on the floor. She must have put 20 barrettes in my hair. I put her down for a nap and the doorbell rang.

It was the UPS guy. I kept wondering why he was staring at me so strangely. It wasn't until I got back in and discovered all those barrettes randomly placed in my hair that I figured it out!

moodswingingmommy said...

LOL at the stickers on their sister's mouth! I just spent 45 min tonight cleaning up a virtual hurricane in my son's room...aftermath of my 5 minute phone call.

Misslionheart said...

LOL My children *never* allow me a 60 second conversation when my sister calls from England. In fact, come to think of it, she hasn't called for a while....

(Probably fed up with the shouting I do when they all 'erupt' while we chat!)

Love your blog, I'll be back

Brandie said...

That is so funny! =)
Sounds like they have a good sense of humor in them, which from your blog, I can only gather is genetic!

Life As I Know It said...

That's great!
My kids want absolutely nothing to do with me until the phone rings...

Sindy said...

LOL! Too funny.

Babybull40 said...

This is my first time here.. I followed my friend misslionheart here via her blog.. that is so funny.. I can picture something like that happening to me once my Mr. Giggles reaches that age.. he is 16 month's and always climbing or getting into something he shouldn't..I think it's already started...