road trip pt 8

just got suckered into the latest light-uppy wand thingys.  and daddy almost immediately had to declare that they were NOT battle swords.Image


road trip pt 7

daddy: we have to get ready so we can get back in time for the parade.

8yo: we have 3 hours until the parade, plenty of time.

daddy: actually, you have to shower, change, get back, park, walk….. in reality, we have like… 10 minutes to get ready.

8yo: I recommend…mass panic.

daddy [nearly drives off the road laughing]

road trip pt 6

showed 5yo the Kmart commercial that everyone is freaking out about. [yeah, I’m a horrible mom. bite me.]

anyway, her impression: I like that show. they are lumberjacks. [giggling]

me: lumberjacks?!?

5yo: yes, because that’s what they do. dance.

me: she makes my brain hurt. 


5yo: [talking really loudly]

daddy: you need to keep it down. 

5yo: but when you talk loudly….

daddy: yes, but I’m allowed. I’m a grown up.

8yo: yeah, kids gotta learn to keep the volume down. unfortunately I’ve been hearing lectures about that for EIGHT YEARS.

daddy: unfortunately, we’ve needed to give those lectures for 8 years.

8yo: [rolls eyes]


road trip pt 5

5yo: mama, WHAT is in your backpack?

daddy: a small child.

5yo: [gapes, speechless]


road trip pt 4

5yo: [clapping]

daddy: what are you doing?

5yo:……. because I can feel my underwear.

me: [drops head and shakes it sadly]

daddy: [sighing] well at least that means you haven’t lost it.

5yo: actually, I can only feel my bum.

me: [smh]



road trip pt 3

8yo: I’m taking pictures with my photographic memory. and my mouth is printing them out. [making buh buh buh noises]