Monday, August 24, 2009

The Funny That Keeps Me Going

"Grrrrrrr! Spongebob is a HOOOOORRRIBLE driver!!" R. yelled from the computer room.

I poked my head in to see her sitting at the television.

"SPONGEBOB!!! No wonder you can't get your license!!!" she continued.

I couldn't believe how angry she was getting at a cartoon show.

I walked downstairs and saw that she was not, as I thought, watching Nickelodeon.

"MOM! Spongebob is a reeeeealllly bad driver! He keeps bumping into things and he won't stop!" she practically screamed as she manipulated the Playstation controller.

I didn't have the heart to tell her that she was the one MAKING Spongebob crash.


"Mom, isn't Freddy Kruger ugly without his mask on?" T. asked me.

"Freddy Kruger doesn't wear a mask," I responded, wondering where he heard about the bad guy from Nightmare on Elm Street.

"Yes, he does. You know, the hockey mask," he countered.

I rolled my eyes, I love that his older brother lets him play with him and his friends, but I sometimes hate the things he hears from them. I don't even let my kids watch Scooby-Doo late at night because they are such scaredy cats.

"No, that's Jason," I said, not really understanding why I was engaging in this conversation.

"Who is Jason?"

"Maybe you mean the all white mask, then that would be Mike Meyers."

"Oh, the white mask with the big, black eyes and mouth?"

"No, that's from Scream."


"Never mind, this is getting too complicated."


I was getting dressed after my shower and suddenly the bathroom door opened. As usual with my daughter, I can't even have fifteen minutes of peace.

I had my back to her and was putting on my underwear. Before I could react and ask her to give me some privacy she blurted out, "Mommy! Your butt is so crump-elie!!!"

Yea, well, just you wait until you get cellulite!


And my love, the dork, strikes again. What you are seeing here is R.'s melted Popsicle that she was sucking on to sooth her strep throat. I wanted a picture of it because I thought it looked like a heart. I showed Mr. Schmitty and his response?

"Oh Look! It's Pop He(ART)!"



Midwest Mommy said...

Privacy when getting dressed? What's that, lol!

Jill said...

The first time my oldest noticed my pubic hair, he asked me what all that dirty stuff was. :-|

Krystal said...

haha, If my boys see me naked they come running and screaming "I wanna tap that mom" refuring to my butt! Thats how I coined my blog name "Tap that mom". So funny and so very, very wrong at the same time!

And her melted pop does look like a heart!

Kelley @ magnetoboldtoo said...

I am always getting walked in on.


Home, hotels, dressing rooms.

Lets hope T doesn't get a Scream mask and THEN walk in on you getting dressed...

Laura said...

Oh, my, I needed your little story round up! Thank you...Pop it!

The Fritz Facts said...

You mean people actually get privacy? Where???

The bad guys are a bit complicated. Too many to figure it all out!

Bonnie the Boss said...

I am gld you can find the humor! Your kids crack me up!

Baloney said...

I've started locking doors when I change clothes. I can't take any more of the questions and the staring.

Lisa @ Boondock Ramblings said...

Kids are great for making us laugh. Tonight mine pointed at my butt and said "big butt!" But then I said "What did you say?" and he said "Big bug."

He's two. I think he was telling the truth.