*******While driving Carter somewhere recently, he saw the sign and asked, "Mom, when are we going to Hooters again? Because it's a nice family restaurant." Somehow I managed to gain control of the car after nearly veering off the road in total shock. If you know me well, you know I avoid such establishments. After inquiring further, I heard, "Pa took me while I was in Texas last summer."
Once more, I regained control of the car and reinforced my feelings on this restaurant and reminded him they were not for children.
"Anyway, I was talking about the bird."
Pa, I would ignore my next 20 or so phone calls until I recover from this one.
*******I absolutely love Spring because I gain about 2 hours of free time during the day that would otherwise be occupied with putting on coats, tying scarves, arguing over the need for gloves, adjusting hats and lacing up winter boots. Crocs make my life easy. They're so ugly, they're cute and I love them on children.
That being said, the littlest punks cannot EVER seem to put them on the right feet. I'm convinced (after Carter did this, too) that the "wrong way" feels more secure and so they're purposely do it.
*******The idea of summer pjs is totally lost on our youngest two. Jack cannot stop pulling down the short sleaves on his shirt, nor can he stop telling me "Deze pants too short." Lainey refuses to wear one of the 4 precious sleeveless nightgowns I got her without pants underneath. I give up.
*******Lainey now assigns each piece of excrement (you're welcome) a name and standing in the family. "Oh, mom, yook. It's a baby. And, dare's mommy and daddy and brudder!"
*******Carter's most recent favorite book is called The Unfinished Angel. He's begging me to read it. Not exactly a normal 3rd grade pick. Nor does it look or sound anything like his all-time-love, Diary of a Wimpy Kid.
But, he could tell you more about the basketball brackets than most grown men. I mean, who the hell is Butler, anyway? I had to google the location! Of course, Carter knew.
As Pa says, "It's like talking to one of the guys about sports. He knows it all."
*******Jack thinks the Easter Bunny might be leaving him a Turbo Snake Drain Cleaner in his basket this year.
I have no idea why.
I can't make this stuff up, people.
Happy Easter. Back soon with pictures from egg dying, mass and hopefully a picnic outdoors tomorrow!