Saturday, November 19, 2011

Good time's never been so good...so good...so good...so good...

I thought we were ALL having a great time at our Saturday Morning Neil Diamond Dance Party, but apparently my singing is ruining the vibe.  Adeline can get away with shaking her booty in a nasty, stinky diaper...but I belt out "Hands, touchin' hands.  Reachin' out, touchin' me, touchin' you...." And I get thrown out by the bouncer.  (Neil's "Sweet ADELINE has been Nile's favorite song since his sister was born.  I hope he never discovers the real lyrics.)
So we were at Sam's Club tonight to pick up a couple of things and Nile found the nice young girl handing out mini corn dog samples. After 2 trips to her "station" I told him that that was enough. I said they only want each person to take one. And he responded, "well then I need to get a 'disguys'"!

Monday, November 7, 2011

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Nile didn't waste time telling me what he learned in preschool today.  He struggled to hold his hand in a fist while he slowly extended (although never quite straightened) his middle finger.  
"Mom, do you know what this means? Cause it's really bad."
Nile...what does that mean?
"It means that you are really mad.  It means that you are SO mad that you are even mad at God and Jesus and Jesus' mother Mary. AND 'the Sarge'."
Long story short, it didn't take him long before I did something to make him SO mad. (I had to put eye drops in his eyes.  His (and my) least favorite thing in the whole world.)  And he learned fast to never extend a finger again.