Day 3 - Back from School

That was a GREAT trip.

Thanks to being me, I didn't anticipate the slow process of making moves in this weather.

For example, the minute Owen threw on a pair of gloves all hell broke loose.

Summer wanted her gloves (that I could not find) so we almost had a meltdown...I've found that the easiest way to avoid these meltdowns is to flip the script on them and act like I'm the one hurt and disappointed...They get so flustered they stop worrying and try to work with me.

See Dad I am smart.

This little exchange lead to our next issue...Now, I won't go too deep into this but Ethan has one hand that is just a tad bit weaker than the other...This normally isn't a problem by any means except that it results in him having a hard time opening it fully...Which, again, isn't a problem...

EXCEPT FOR WHEN YOU TRY TO PUT A GLOVE ON HIM.

Needless to say - Ethan rocked one glove and was fine with it.

Both he and Owen throw on their "Where's Waldo?" hats and Summer is decked out from head to toe in pink - She looks like a mini Pepto Bismol bottle...

So after spending 10 minutes trying to shimmy a glove on Ethans hand and then trying to get them each in the car without exposing them to the weather but so much...We're leaving 10 minutes later than expected.

Great. I'm that nanny now.

On the way we have the following conversations...

Owen on God:

"Hey Victor, do you think God made bad guys?"

"I dunno buddy...what do you think?" (I have no interest in broaching religion with them...that's not something I can even discuss with an adult)

"I think he didn't because God isn't bad..."

(Good thing I didn't respond with the whole "free will" angle)

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Summer on what she wants to do after we drop the boys off at school:

"I...I...I...Bictor...I...I...I wanna muffin like da udder day"

Oh. Great.

"We finished that muffin."

"Ohhh...Can we get anudder?"

"Maybe..."

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Ethan at school:

"Hey buddy how about I take off this glove?"

"Noooo..."

"You wanna keep it on? Thats fine if you want to look like Michael Jackson"

Ethan whispers "Yes..."

Other mom in the room laughs at my Michael Jackson joke. She is both married and not cute.

I whisper "yes" back to Ethan.

Ethan keeps his hat and glove on. His teacher asks the same question. He again declines the offer.

She steals my joke. Cool move lady...Cool

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I've still got this unproductive cough so I pop a Cherry Halls (under the guise its medicine)

Summer proceeds to say the following:

"Bic...Bictor...At...at....at home...we have mettacin and it has a top..."

"You do??"

"uh huh...and...and...and its spy-thee...like my mommys....I...I tink der's pepper in it..."

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Summer and I at 7-11...I need coffee and I have caved to the muffin request.

They do not have muffins.

She suggests a Lunchable instead. I laugh and say no.

We settle on powdered donuts. After paying it dawns on me the powdererd sugar is going to send her into "I have so much energy I am freaking out right now" territory. I'm terrified.

She sees an older (but not old lady)

Loud enough for this woman to hear her Summer ponders the question I could see her wondering since the lady walked in...

"Is is is she a grandma too?"

In Your Face Lady! Thats what you get for not wearing make up!!

I love this job.

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Summer and I are now drawing on pink construction paper.

Ladies: Eat. It. Up.