I’m knee deep in laundry, boxes, and toys. I keep running out of packing tape and I can’t find my Sharpie.
To top the day off, my children are scared to death that they aren’t being moved to the new house. They really should stop bringing that up as an option. I hadn’t yet thought of including them in the sale of our house.
The Pilot just caught me typing, I gotta go and pack another box….more later!
If left long enough, real butter will eat a hole through a calla lily leaf.
I’m trying really hard not to complain.
I don’t want to sound like a pessimist. BUT…
I have gotten so accustomed to disasters leading to more disasters and difficult days with small children that I can’t even function when we have TWO easy days in a row.
I feel like I need to be on guard.
I feel like I need to prepare for the next “big one.”
Yesterday, we had a play-date with 3 other children that went perfectly. (Just in case you don’t know my math “3 other children” plus my 3 equals 6 under the age of 7.) No punches were thrown and no toys were crushed. No screaming…really NO screaming, and now that I think about it, there was no whining.
I’m wondering where my children were during the lovely morning and when then have to come home.
I just added some pictures. I haven’t quite figured out the formatting. If you have some tips, leave them in the comments. I think that if you click on each picture you will see the whole thing. ugh….I need to figure this out quick.
If you want to see my family (and I know you), leave a comment or email me and I’ll send you the password.
The 3 yr old who wants to wear 3 pair of underwear at once.
Or the mama who helps him put them on one leg at a time.
10. Your family is served it’s daily allotment of protein in tiny bags of peanuts.
9. Your 6 yr old thinks her friend’s daddy was fired from his job because he’s home every night for dinner.
8. When your kids get too unruly, you scream at the top of you lungs, “return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts!”
7. Your 3 yr old twins refer to their blankies and favorite teddy bears as their”carry-on baggage”.
6. Your spouse flies an Airbus for the airlines, but your kids get confused and tell people he’s a “bus driver.”
5. When you have to drive for your daughter’s field trip, you load the kids into your SUV by saying “two to the front, two to the side, and two to the rear.”
4. In order to enjoy a quiet bath, you post a note on the door stating “due to heightened security, you are no longer allowed to form a line at the forward lavatory.”
3. Your husband refers to your yearly exam as your “maintenance inspection”.
2. A lot of your friends are suffering from AIDS (airline induced divorce syndrome).
And the #1 way to know you’re married to an airline pilot…
1. Family conversations typically revolve around quotes from the movie Airplane!
“Surely, you didn’t poop your pants again. Yes, I did and don’t call me Shirley.”
