8yo decided that it’s OK to write Santa and ask for things during the year. What does she ask for? For the elf to come the day after Thanksgiving. #KillMeNow
me: [eating breakfast and yawning because i’m not awake]
8yo: [from across the room] yawns don’t make sense to feet.
i’ve been up on a saturday for 5 whole minutes.
8yo: [coming up next to me and staring at me like a meerkat] socks like cookies too.
me: … go. away.
7yo and 10yo watching mine craft videos on YouTube.
7yo: I like watching this one. he kills justin beiber. [laughs evilly]
while she still frightens me, at least I taught her that he’s a worthless talentless punk. go me.
went to go tell 11yo it was time for bed. saw the light on in the bathroom. knocked and opened the door to find 8yo washing her hands. then the smell hits me. nail. polish. she didn’t want to go to sleep so she decided that the best thing to do was go into the bathroom and paint her nails. then had to try to wash off the polish because she messed it up. WTF child?!?!? *exasperated*
10yo, in lieu of reading on her own, chose to read to me from some sort of minecraft handbook. i now know more than i ever – EVER – wanted to about zombie pigmen and the difference between wither skeletons and withers (hint: number of heads). i’m seriously rethinking the whole kindle for the kids things. *headdesk*