I know that I'm not the Wicked Witch of the West or anything (although Oliver does sometimes think I am A witch, just maybe not THAT witch), but seriously, I was melting today. And it's only May. This does not bode well for my summer.
Other than that it's been a pretty kick ass day so far (or at least kick ass in the way that we're all still breathing, so far). I took the kids out to BFE for my niece Leni's birthday*. She's one of Connie's daughters, so we got to see the crew, except that Ella wasn't there and she's Tallulah's buddy, so she was a little bitch all day. But Oliver got to see his "brother from another mother", Morgan.
Anyway, Connie's douche-canoe of an exhusband lives in Idaho or Iowa - one of those "I" states (though I think it should be Idaho, just so that he can have to say he's a Ho, because he is), and she never gets any breaks because of that, so when she asked if I could take Morgan, I volunteered to take Leni too.
Obviously, I am showing my insanity, because noone in their right mind would want 4 children** for 3 days and 2 nights, but hey..
Getting to the point though..
Leni & Tallulah were talking over dinner:
Leni: My daddy lives in the sky.
Tallulah: Awww.. He died??
Leni: No. He just lives in the sky.
Tallulah: Yeah, that's where you live when you die.
Leni: He didn't die. He just lives in the sky with God.
Tallulah: ?????
Me: He didn't die Tallulah.
Tallulah: ?????
Leni: Nope. He just lives in the sky.
For the record, the douche-canoe didn't die. He just abandoned his children. And Tallulah is probably going to need an extended discussion about the difference between Idaho (or Iowa, whatever) and Heaven.
* The whole birthday party part was not kick ass - kids birthday parties are like Chinese water torture to me - those are the parties where you really need alcohol, but it's frowned upon for some reason - stupid responsible parents.
**Let me clarify, for the sensitive - people who actually have 4 children are not necessarily insane, I'm just talking about people with fewer children who volunteerily give up they're 3 day weekend to babysit.
3 comments:
Dude, you are cracking me up! I hate kids' parties where there is no booze. If I'm going to have to hang around that many kids that I didn't give birth to, someone damn well better be tapping the keg. Just sayin'.
Exactly. And I have friends without children who get offended if I don't invite them to my kids' parties, and I'm all "WTF?!?! Do you think I really wanted to be there??"
Fine blog.The hot saturday is sometimes enjoyable. You can have a long bath in bathroom tub and get rejuvenated.That's what I like.
basina
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