If I have to wash Jacob's sheets ONE MORE time this week, I'm going to start buying that boy Depends to sleep in!! There is just something wrong in having to wash a kid's sheets every single day!
I know, I know. Yesterday was such a cute post. Well, Wednesday WAS cute! Yesterday, not so much.
Savannah sounds like she has croup, Jacob and Alayna both have very raw bums, Alayna too has a cough and a never ending runny nose, while Joseph, my natural antagonist, is totally fine and just goes around picking on all of them.
Ya, yesterday was not the best day. You know what kids do when they are feeling well, right? They are sad, cranky, whiny, and just want to be held ALL day. I think my eye was twitching when Luke came home LATE from work last night.
Okay, okay, enough of that. I actually DO have something funny to write about today.
Please take a moment to admire the following picture.
This was Savannah on Wednesday as she was getting home from school. Tasting the snowflakes, so cute. Well, you see that plastic sack in her hand? Um, that is what this story is about.
If you need to catch up on Savannah's "love" life, click here and read the last story.
So on the way to the bus stop that morning, Savannah suddenly gasps and looks very sad as she exclaimed, "Oh no! I forgot Seth's phone number!"
I was shocked enough to think my 5-year old daughter was trying to get phone numbers! So I asked her why she wanted Seth's phone number. She replied, "So I know where he lives!"
Somewhat relieved that she wasn't going to be asking for a cell phone anytime soon, I explained that phone numbers are for calling people, which she doesn't need to be worrying about doing right now, and someone's address tells you where they live.
And now, the story of the plastic sack.
I happened to have my camera in hand as I was watching Savannah get off the bus and was able to snap that picture of her tasting snowflakes. Then she walks into the house and somewhat dreamily says holding up the sack, "Seth didn't want this."
The handles were tied together in a knot and the sack had obviously been ripped open. So I asked her why she had it.
Again she said, "Seth didn't want it. So he gave it to me." She seemed quite happy about it.
I've never met the kid but if she comes home with any more of his garbage....
I was never interested in boys at that age. Please tell me its just a phase and she won't be interested in boys until she's 18! Especially not ones that give her their garbage! PLEASE!