Monday Morning Musings - I Wish Obama Was My Momma

On Saturday, Emily was really mad at me. She kept saying things like she wished I wasn't her mom, or I am the meanest mom ever. At one point she said, "You are so mean, I would rather have Obama for a mom than you. And I hate Obama." She really knows how to cut a person right to the heart. (side note: We do not foster feelings of hate for any individual in our home. Emily was just speaking out of anger and I am sure that is the first name that came to mind. She was punished accordingly. Both for speaking to me with such disrespect, and for making any kind of comparison between me and what's his name. :p )

Zac found Steve's applied physics book when we were packing and he rescued it from the trash. He has actually been reading it. Every night. Sounds like fun, light reading for an 11 year old, doesn't it?

The other night, around the dinner table, I was trying to make conversation. I asked the question, "Did anyone make any new friends at school today?". To which everyone replied with dead silence. So then Zac said, "Chirp, chirp, chirp". You know, how they do on TV when someone says something that is immediately followed by dead silence. It was funny.

Last week I went to "Back To School Night" at the kids new school. It was there that I learned that not only does everyone in my new neighborhood have the same house, they also have the same hairstyle. It was seriously hard for me not to laugh when all 5 of the women sitting in front of me looked like carbon copies of each other. Then I started looking around and went, oh, it's not just them. I felt like I had walked into some remake of the Stepford Wives.

I picked the kids up from school one day last week and I had to go into the school for something. So I had Addy in the stroller and was walking toward the kids. They looked my way and started walking toward me. Then they stopped, like they were unsure it was me. I waved. They looked. I waved again. They started walking. When they caught up to me Zac said, "I told Emily that was you, but she said it was too skinny to be you." I'm not really sure if that is a compliment or not.

On Saturday, we were really lazy. I let the kids stay in their PJ's and watch TV until sometime in the afternoon. I was amazed at how well they were getting along. I went into the room where they were and asked why they were all getting along so well. Emily didn't even look up from the TV. She just said, "It's because we are watching TV".

Happy Monday everybody!