Friday, October 31, 2008

30 Days of Blogging....

We'll see if I can actually accompllish that. I know I've got PLENTY to piss and moan about, and the kids are always doing something that's funny (or funny later, after it's over with). I've really slacked for the month of October. I'll claim exhaustion.

Ready, set...tomorrow!

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Spelling bad words? Not a great idea.

While pregnant, I tend to have a mouth like a sailor. I just can't help myself. I'm pretty hateful most of the time. This is the 4th time around for me, and it's never gotten any better. The only thing that cures it is birth, and that's not 'til March!

I've tried to cut back on the trash-talking in general, but if I do, I try to use only the first letter "stupid a", or I spell it out (i.e. o.s.h.i.t.). You get my drift. So imagine my surprise to hear this come out of my child's mouth:

Me: Oh dead-gum! I hit my arm on the door and I'm DYING. Oh this hurts.

Smartie: Mom! You know we can't say bad words!!!

Me: What are you talking about? I didn't say a bad word. (For once in my life!)

Smartie: Oh yes you did. You know what you said. You said s-h-i-t.

She didn't even know what she was spelling! Probably thought she was spelling dead-gum, and that it was bad because I said it when I hurt myself, lol. That's fan-flipping-tasting! She's in preschool right now. The teacher asks them each time to name words that start with the letter of the day. I'm seriously thinking about letting her skip the "s" day.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

We're having another....brat!

I'm very excited to announce we're having our 2nd boy.

I went to my 15 week doctor's visit on Monday. I told the doctor, "I want to see a penis today. And it's not yours." Hey - I've known this guy for YEARS. I just laid it out there, plain and simple. He said he never told me I could have a sono this time around, to which I replied something about him being full of it. He DID say, the very last time I was in, that I could see what flavor it was the NEXT time I came in. (which would've been Monday).

Finally he said to shut me up we'd take a look. I told him maybe my kid was already well hung, like a bull. He said, "Or maybe it will have a really big vagina!". My mother was with me, already blushing insanely from embarassment, so I had to add, "Only if it takes after it's grandma!" Gotta love me! :)

We got in the sono room and he said he could tell what it was. I figured he was joking, but he said he really could tell what it was. He said, "Here's a thigh bone, and here's another thigh bone, and here's...."...and I finished with "a cute little penis!!!!!" He stopped me right then and there, and informed that I could never use the words "little" and "penis" in the same sentence again. I'm this kid's mother...I can do what I want! :)

Sooo, I called Peabody as soon as we left the doctor's office and said, "What do you think of the name Melissa?" Dead silence for YEARS. Then I said, "Because that would be a really weird name for a BOY!" Guess I scared him senseless.

To make that clear, we are now having our 2nd boy. That makes 2 boys, 2 girls, 2 dogs, 2 cats, and a stupid evil bird in a pear tree. So put that in your pipe and smoke it.