June 30, 2008 | Parenting, The Blue One
I feel confident that I hold the world record for saying “Ian, please put your underpants back on.” more times than anyone else. Ever.
I feel confident that I hold the world record for saying “Ian, please put your underpants back on.” more times than anyone else. Ever.
Originally uploaded by Sarah606
This picture exhibites several reasons why I am a terrible mother.
1) I let my son play in a public fountain in his underpants.
2) It cracks me up that it looks like he is peeing.
3) I posted this picture on the internet.
I always used to think I was really bad at math until one day I realized that if I just looked at the numbers and pictures them with a dollar sign in front of them addition, subtraction and percentages were no problem.
Even though I am the polar opposite of anal retentive (if you’ve ever seen my style of housekeeping you will agree I am telling the truth) but I tend to be OCD when it comes to money.*
When we bought our first house we took out a second mortgage. There was about about a three month period in our lives where Gabe and I were both working full time. We decided to pay off the second mortgage (it was only a couple of thousand dollars) and I got weird about it. I used to send the mortgage company between $1.30 and $150 dollars almost every day. I know it sounds crazy. In fact, it probably IS crazy but it is 100% true. Online banking enabled me to send a payment for $9.68 without penalty.
What was my point? Oh right. So today I was checking our online account like I do every day and I noticed that we had more money than we had yesterday. A LOT more money.
And it isn’t a payday.
The government direct deposited my stimulus check. Wasn’t that sweet of them?
I rarely have nice things to say about our current administration but this sure was nice.
Thanks Uncle Sam.
* And my cds and my Netflix queue. Other than that I’m a mess.
Claudia keeps yelling “Go Redskins!”

Now, while I think that it is great to root for the home team – you know, for other people – my daughter just wasn’t raised like that.
What I would like to know is which part of TAMPA BAY BUCCANEERS did the girl not understand.
*sigh*
Oh well, at least she is talking about football.
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(Her brother just made up for her error in judgment by asking me if it was football season yet. Now that is a boy after my own heart. I wonder how long until he asks for his own fantasy team?)

“Mommy!” she yells. “Look at me! I have a tail.”
Then she runs by with a pair of underpants shoved in her butt.
NOW I’ve seen everything.
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