Monday, May 3, 2010

Super Mom

Last night I was taking off my clothes for bed.  I pulled my arms into my shirt and flung it over my head and then it just sat there.  I tried to see what the problem was, of course this was on my back so I felt like a dog chasing its own tail.  I pulled on my shirt to see where it was stuck, I was thinking on my hair clip.  But when I pulled on it it just pulled me back wards.  So I pulled it to the side and saw what the problem was.  Somehow, I have no idea how, I managed to clip my nursing bra to the hanger straps in my shirt.  Not just one but both sides!  Here I was, a grown woman, standing there with a shirt on her back like some super hero.  Perhaps Gods own way of indeed confirming I am a super mom.  Or maybe confirming I am really weird and these types of things don't happen to sane people.  I did not however, run around the room with the shirt flapping behind me.  I did though rush out to the loft to show the dh.  Don't worry, he already knows I am weird.  The neighbors now do too. 

The baby can open doors.  Isn't that great?  Yea, not so much.  Today he left the back door open and let in a million flies.  No, I swear it was a million.  Maybe a billion.  These things are everywhere.  My 4 yr old announced he wishes God never made flies.  Not to worry, my 6 yr old and 3 yr old came to the rescue with the fly swatters. It wasn't long before I hear my 3 yr old yelling at the flies, "FLY.  FLY.  Stay still Fly."  My 6 yr old was quick to correct him, "Have patience, Ewan."  Yoda immediately flashes into my mind, "Have patience young Jedi."  It does not help that Ewan was named after Ewan McGregor.  Give that kid a light saber, hes ready to kill the imperial forces.  Just wanted to erase all doubt- I am indeed weird. 

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