Friday, July 31, 2009

Could Have Been Worse

We went to Noodles for lunch, Christian's choice, and about halfway through, he had to go to the bathroom. He goes in and a couple minutes later, he opens the door and shouts (in front of a half-full restaurant), "Mommy, I need you to open my wiener!" The doctor had told us to put this cream on (he calls it whipped cream cause it's white I guess) and to keep the skin separated, so that it didn't grow back together as it healed. The lady standing next to the bathroom looks at me in disgust as I try to explain that he's just had surgery, but how I do I explain the surgery to someone who has no background? She looks at me like she thinks I'm full of shit and then turns to her husband, whose now also looking at my disgustedly. So we get home later last night, and he's in our bathroom, when he yells, "Mommy, come put the whipped cream on my wiener!"

The Noodles encounter could have been so much worse.

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Long Day

We went to the pedatric urological surgeon this morning to have Christian's procedure done and the nurse comes to get us and says, "Good morning!" So Christian says, "Good morning. It's going to be a looong day." Procedure went well and we are at home relaxing today. :)

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

I Just Want to Play With Him Now

I picked up the kids last night and told them they had a new cousin. So Cade says, "Where'd he come from?" So I say, "Remember, Aunt Sarah had a baby in her belly. Well, he was born on Friday." So Christian says, "she must've peed him out, Cade". I'm not touching that one, so I say nothing. It's close enough. So then, Christian says, "When he's 5, I can play with him", and Cade says, "but I just want to play with him now. Can I play with him now, Mommy?" So I explain that he's little and he doesn't really play quite yet. Christian says, "Well I guess he can only be 3 to play with us, Cade. If he hurries up, we won't have to wait very long." God, Nicholas, hurry up. They just want to play with you. LOL

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Got Game?

Last night, we went to Kat and Shane's to hang out. Corey (their 15-year-old son) and his girlfriend, Cori, who we refer to as Cori with an i, so as to distinguish, took the boys to the park after pizza. We were hanging out in the man cave (Shane's man room) when I see Cori out the window carrying Christian. I go to the front door and she tells me that he tripped when they were running home, so she carried him. I told her to put him down that he was fine, and he totally looks at me and smiles then at her, like he already knows this. Now, Cori comes from a family of 9, so she's used to this, but still yet. At the end of the night, Corey comes out to the man cave to inform me that my 6-year-old is seriously flirting with his girlfriend. He had given Christian a biscotti stick and I guess he went over and sat on Cori's lap, put the stick in his mouth, and then said, "Now you eat the other side with your mouth". How hilarious!! My 6-year-old thinks he's got game!!

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Who broke it?

We're taking a ride tonight and a song came on for the first 10 seconds and then skipped to the next song. Christian said, "Hey, turn that back on!" I told him that I couldn't, because the CD was broke. So he says, "Who broke it? C-A-D-E? LOL Like we need to spell it! Then, Cade (since he can't spell), says, "Yeah, C-A-D-E!" I don't think he realized that Christian was blaming him. LOL

Tartar Sauce

Last night, I said "Oh Shit!" and so, of course, Cade repeats me. (Damn kids, anyway LOL) I tell him not to say it and Christian says, "Yeah, we say dang it or oh tartar sauce!" Tartar sauce?! Where the heck did that come from?