Today, I am doing something a little different. I am participating in a Fly on the Wall group post organized by Baking in A Tornado. Twelve bloggers are inviting you to catch a glimpse of what you’d see or hear if you were a fly on the wall in our homes.
Here are a few “Fly on the Wall” conversations that I either overheard or participated in this week.
7-yr-old son and 5-yr-old daughter in the car:
Son: “I’m going to be the president when I grow up.”
Daughter: “You know there has to be a girl president. There just has to be.”
Son: “Well, I’m going to be president and Mommy and Daddy are going to live in that big house with me and you’re just going to live alone with your husband and kids.”
Daughter: “Yea, well I’m going to be a vet or a doctor or a vet.”
Son: “Oh that’s right. I forgot.”
On our way to eat dinner at Chevy’s (a tex-mex chain) Restaurant after watching our oldest play a lacrosse game I hear the kids talking in the backseat.
5-yr-old Daughter: “Where are we going to eat again?”
7-yr-old Son: “You know, Chevy’s, the place with the dough.”
5-yr-old Daughter: “Yes! That’s my favorite. That and Subway Eat Fresh are my favorite restaurants.”
14-yr-old Son: “(laughing) It’s just called Subway.”
7-yr-old Son: “No, I saw the commercial. It’s Subway Eat Fresh.”
5-yr-old Daughter: “Yea it’s eat fresh.”
Me quietly to Husband: “Did you hear that? She just said Subway is her favorite restaurant. Should we be embarrassed?”
Husband: “It could be worse. At least she thinks it’s fresh.”
I actually applied some make-up and put on drool-free clothes with heels to attend a networking event for bloggers one evening this week. This the conversation I had with my 5-yr-old daughter as I was about to leave.
Daughter: “Where are you going?”
Me: “I’m going to an event.”
Daughter: “What is an event?”
Me: “It’s sort of like a party for grown-ups.”
Daughter: “Then why aren’t you wearing a dress?”
Me: “You don’t need to always wear a dress. You can look nice with pants. Don’t I look nice?”
Daughter: “Nah, I think you need a dress.”
My five- and seven-year-old kids are currently sharing a room. This is what I heard last night.
Daughter: “I don’t want the light on. I can’t sleep.”
Son: “Well I do.”
Daughter: “Why are you scared of the dark if you’re older than me?”
Son: “I’m not scared of the dark you know. The light just brings me comfort.”
Daughter: “But I CAN’T SLEEP! That doesn’t bring me comfort.”
And for the finale, here is an actual conversation between me and my husband.
Husband: “Do you think your Mom could watch the baby for a couple of hours this Saturday during the day?”
Me: “Why? What’s this Saturday?”
Husband: ”You know the asacon (or this is what I heard) at the DC convention center. I thought we could all go, but it might be too much for the baby.”
Me: “The what? Why do you think that…um…that thing will be too much for her.”
Husband: “It’s the Awesome Con.”
Me: “Oh… Okay whatever it’s called.”
Husband: “No, I want to hear you say it… AWE SOME CON. Awesome Con. Say it baby.”
Me: ”Yea right. I will never say it’s awesome anything.” (For those that don’t know it is the DC equivalent to Comic Con.. and I HATE that I know this.)
Hope you enjoyed being a fly on my wall. Visit the Tiny Steps Mommy Facebook page for more discussions and fun!
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http://www.BakingInATornado.
http://www.justalittlenutty.
http://followmehome.
http://stacysewsandschools.
http://sadderbutwiser.
http://menopausalmother.
http://mooreorganizedmayhem.
http://hypnoticbard.blogspot.
