Saturday, April 26, 2008

This Will Have to Do


Starry Night Storytime. Girl-Child with her classmates acting out The Enormous Potato. Note that I obviously skimmed the invite and didn't catch the part about wearing pajamas. Note improper placement of Girl-Child's hands. Note that THAT is all I have to say because it is hotter than the center of hell today.

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Words Uttered:

Boy-Child#2 and Girl-Child playing kickball in the back yard. Ball one and ball two are now in the neighbors yard. Boy-Child#2 asks what to do...

Me: Go next door and ask them to give you your balls back.

15 comments:

scargosun said...

How quickly did you collapse in a fit of giggles after you said that?

Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

Good advice in any situation.

Anonymous said...

I agree w/ Jenn. Those are life lessons, my friend.

Karen said...

Bwahahaha!!!!

Never fear my kids often sleep in their clothing, so let's consider that Girl-Child slept at my house. Please don't judge me. Just getting them in bed is hassle enough.

Mrs. G. said...

My son would have rolled on the ground at that one. Balls never ceases to bring on the laughter. Uranus works too. Have a great weekend.

Burgh Baby said...

Pajamas are overrated. OK, not really. She lived though.

BTW, the kid had no choice but to improperly place her hands. What was she supposed to do, get on her knees? She's easily a foot taller than the kid in front of her!

Jennifer S said...

Ha! I hope he did ask. And that you recorded the conversation!

JCK said...

It is CRAZY hot. Your girl is so cute. Even in a potato play!

Woman in a Window said...

Nice when life presents those moments. A very good early morning, "HUH!" And that's coffee on the screen.

Anonymous said...

Good thing the kid didn't get busted for "inapprpropriate touching" in today's ridiculoulsy over-PC environment...

Anonymous said...

I'm curious if he had the balls to go over there and ask. Sorry, it had to be said. ;o)
Not as good as yours...BUT yesterday at a garage sale my 4 yo bought a little stuffed Winnie the Pooh with her money and the very kind and proper lady asked her:
"Would you like a bag for your pooh?"
Out of the corner of my eye I saw my 12yo dd's head swivel suddenly in my direction. I had to bite my lip and not look back or I knew I'd die. We had alot of fun with that one the whole rest of the day!

As Cape Cod Turns said...

Just blame the pj incident on your hair color(s).

Balls are funny.

S said...

But did he then go ask for his balls? I MUST know!

katydidnot said...

i feel for girl child on the lack of pjs. but. it's better than when i did not read the invite at all, trusted my girl child and we all showed up in pjs for a school thing-o, and found out that, apparently, only the kids were supposed to be jammied up. not. the. moms. whatever, i wear yellow garden gnome pants everywhere i go. all the time. yes way.

BusyDad said...

Ah, what a classic Catch-22! How does one retrieve his balls without balls? I have left many a ball, literally and figuratively in many a neighbor's yard in my career as a child.