A random post on my random life

Here are some questions that run through my mind daily:
· Can I buy stock in Spray-n-Wash? Not the brand, just the bottle. I know moms everywhere are buying this like it’s the last bottle on the shelves. That company DESERVES a bailout, whether they need it or not. They’ve earned it.
· When will the day come when I can go a whole day without one of my children falling down the stairs, hitting their head on the table, cutting their lip on the pavement, getting their finger pinched in a door or toybox, or tripping on a toy??? These bruises, boo-boos, ouchies, owies are killing me!
· Is the battle of the toilet seat worth fighting? I needed a Kleenex box so I went to each of my three bathrooms searching for one, and each bathroom had the toilet seat up. I wonder if it’s worth the lesson, or do I accept it and move on? I am outnumbered in this household. I am a minority. Does that mean I give in?
· Why aren’t adults as honest as kids are? For example, when I asked Joey why Maddox was crying, he replied, “He’s crying because I took my foot like this and then I put it right in between his teeth like this and knocked him down.” Too bad he didn’t score any points with me for his honesty.
· Why is brushing your teeth so challenging for kids? I know I’m not alone here. Wanna know why? Because when my parents would send us to the bathroom, my sister and I would shut the bathroom door, open the toothbrush drawer (so it would make a noise), turn on the water, sit there, turn on the water again (to act like we were rinsing), and then put our wet toothbrushes back in the drawer. Why did we not just brush if we were willing to sit in the bathroom “faking it”? Why does Joey hate it so much? What am I missing??????
· Why are Curious George’s feet so weird? They look like hands – weird hands. I’m sure that’s how “real” monkeys hands’ must look or something but they creep you out if you look at them long enough. Trust me. Go check it out.
· Why can my husband (or any husband for that matter) NOT unload the dishwasher, talk on the phone with his mom, remember to send a birthday card to Great Aunt Edna, get supper going, pack Joey’s school bag for the next morning and sweep the kitchen floor all at the same time; but he CAN watch two football games on one television, read the scrolling “ESPN News Alert” that runs on the bottom of the screen telling you umpteen number of current scores, text his buddy about fantasy football picks, and remember who won the Heisman Trophy in 1982 all at the same time???
· What is so fantastic about the book, “Goodnight Moon”? I mean, when I got this book, I expected GREAT things, and I was disappointed. I know I am alone in this – so please don’t post how you are outraged at my dislike for the book. It’s just that I feel there are so many other good books. And, yes, I get the whole ‘finding the mouse’ thing...

Just a few random thoughts for you! And, here are a few random happenings at our home:
· I lost one of our home phones.
· I found our home phone- in Maddox’s stroller in the garage.
· I lost my cell phone battery thing Verizon sent me and they charged me $170 for it last month.
· I found my cell phone battery thing and now am trying to get reimbursed.
· I lost a bank deposit of $150.
· I found my bank deposit of $150.
· Do you sense that I have been losing my mind yet?
· Maddox said a new word – “Football”! Yeah!
· Joey said a new word – “Shit, Shit, Shit”! Not good. We are working on it. When I say, ‘we’, I mean ‘me’. ‘Shit’ is my naughty word downfall, and I’m correcting it.
· At church on Sunday, we gave Joey a dollar “for Jesus” (his offering in Sunday School). Joey’s response: “Dad, can I use this money and go buy a toy and NOT give it to Jesus?” Joe’s response was something along the lines of: Oh no, Joey, you will give it to Jesus, and you will LIKE it.
· Joe caught Joey praying before he ate his cereal at breakfast the other day. (Mental note: forget conversation about dollar, remember praying at breakfast).
· On the way to school yesterday, Joey said to me, “Mom, Maddox is really crabbing me out and I wish you would have left him at home by himself.” Honesty is what I ask for, honesty is what I get.
· Root beer floats = Not a good idea for a one-year old.
· Carter and Davis are both sick….poor little things. Has stayed out of our house thus far!
· Yesterday, Maddox fell off his rocking chair, got his fingers pinched in a toybox, cut his eye on my desk, fell down the stairs, and got the door opened on him. The only time I think he felt safe was in his crib. Joey participated in each one of those “accidents” in one way or another.

Like I said, just a few random thoughts from my crazy life. May I learn from these moments now, laugh at them later, and wish I had them back down the road.