Monday, October 20, 2008

It is forty-eight degrees here this morning, and my little daycare boy will not keep his clothes on. When it was August and so hot that I threatened to die on a daily basis, he remained clothed. Something is definitely odd about this child. No wonder my children love him so.

(While I typed the above sentences, Owen stood beside me and told me a riveting story about how he had some talking marshmallows that kept escaping from their cages. If my posts ever appear choppy and weirdly worded, it is his fault. Remind me to ask him later if he ate the marshmallows after they escaped, because I don't want to find them stuck in my tennis shoes like last time.)

Anyway, it is cold and it is Monday and I did not sleep more than maybe three minutes total last night and my husband just called and informed me that he is hanging from a window many stories up in the air in downtown Atlanta at this very moment doing something for his job (he is a sheetmetal worker) that I do not understand. All I heard was the phrase "hanging from a window" and now I am all freaked out. Why couldn't he have been an accountant like I told him to? No one ever listens to me, and look where it gets them. My wisdom is wasted.

In other scary news, Halloween costumes have been purchased at our house, and we are going to have a cheerleader, a racecar driver, and Thomas the Train roaming the streets come October 31st. Hmmm. That wasn't very scary, was it? That's actually on purpose, because I really don't want to celebrate the more upsetting side of the holiday. I choose instead to focus on the candy. That's what it's all about anyway. I should just dress them up as giant Hershey Kisses every year and be done with it.

Oh, for goodness sake. I give up. Not that this entry had any kind of a theme or anything, and it doesn't appear that I'm going anywhere with my random sleep-deprived babbling, but Owen is back now to tell me that the Great Marshmallow Revolt of 2008 is taking place in my kitchen and I need to join him in his quest to protect our home. He has taken two marshmallows and broken them in half, sticking the sticky sides to his head in an apparent attempt to illustrate the horror of the attack. I tried telling him to be a man and protect us from the onslaught, but he just looked at me like I had lost my mind. I suppose I must go to battle.

Is snack time like this at your house, or is just us?

Never mind. I don't think I want to know.

24 comments:

Manda said...

I feel you on the wasted wisdom, big sis. I try and tell people things, even predict the outcomes, and no one listens to me. And in the end, we all discover that, once again, I was right and they should have listened to me in the first place.

*sigh* You think people would learn to listen to us.

*MARY* said...

My daughter is wearing a very scary halloween costume this year. She's going to be a bee! AH!

Sara@ Butterville said...

Yep, scary here too! Dorothy (Wizard of Oz) and Scooby Doo. We love marshmellos here, but ours don't talk...where can I get some of those? Ask Owen for me.

kim said...

I am hoping you retain creative rights on Owen, you might get that in writing before he starts telling these things to stories, because I think he's your golden ticket to being very very rich someday. As long as you don't mind getting rich in a ... oh, who's that guy? ... sort of way. Dang it, don't you hate when you forget the point? You know. The guy. Who's rich. But bizarre.

Denise said...

This really made me smile, thanks.

Mary said...

lol! For not having a theme for the post you sure did write a good one! I was laughing the whole time :)
There are people who trash my husband and I for wanting to take our baby out on the 31st. "It's a sin to have anything to do with that devil day" is what they say. Our remark is something like this: "That devil day is the most creative thing for Christians to use as outreach, and the devil secular world are the ones who created it!" I look forward to going out and building relationships with our sinner neighbors and hope to bring them to the saving grace of the cross. Love your blog!

Kelley said...

I loved your post. I'm glad I don't have any violent marshmellow revolts though. I don't think I could stand it!

I'm with you on the no scarey costumes...plus my kid doesn't eat much candy so we never go far. This year she is an angel.

Carrie said...

Thanks for leaving a comment on my blog AND becoming a follower! I found your blog at just the right moment - my kids have been driving me crazy all day!

I laughed out loud reading your posts until my kids interuppted me. Apparently the electronic babysitter I hired for 1/2 hour of peace did not compete with a giggling Mama! Thanks for the relief and I can't wait to hear what happens next!

Brenda Susan said...

Wow you are hilarious! I'm so glad you became my second follower, nice to meet you! Marshmellows stuck to his head! So funny, I agree with the commenter above who said you better get creative rights to Owens one liners, very funny!
Now I'm gonna go read your other stuff!

Lora said...

Hi! I enjoyed this post:) I just wish I had a pic of Owen with marshmallows stuck to his head!

Thanks for coming by my blog! I'm sure I'll be stopping by here often. Oh--and I love the name of your blog!

Debra said...

Well your wisdom is not wasted on me...I'm with you on the Hershey Kisses theme!

You made me smile and that was no easy feat today! Blessings to you!

PS.My husband is in the roofing industry too...let's hope no one is throwing marshmallows at him up there...you know he will totally grab for it!

Jackie @ Our Moments Our Memories said...

Even without a theme you are still so darn hilarious. :) I can only wish that my household would be as fun as yours...I think I need an Owen with an imagination.

Anne Elizabeth said...

It was warmer here today, but it is supposed to drop this week. We are expecting snow flurries on Thursday. I can't believe it...

My kids are going as a monkey and a princess for Halloween. I was gonna wear some cat ears, but I forgot to by them. I'm sure they are gone now.

I am cracking up at Owen's Marshmallow story.

I love the verse of the day that you have for today!

Ally said...

Cute post, now I have images of fighting marshmallows in my head!
I've posted the signature tutorial so come check it out!

Oh and thanks for following my blog!

Michelle Riggs said...

Very Funny. Loved it.

Homesteader in Training said...

Wow that is an impressive post for being sleep deprived. I would be lucky to get 3 coherent sentences out lol. The attack of the Marshmallow Men. I think I've seen that one!
I hope you have energy today to tackle that junk drawer lol.
Blessings my friend.
Kim

Amy said...

LOL!:)

Your house sounds eerily familiar to mine.;)

My wisdom is wasted at my home as well. *sigh*

Thanks for stopping by and for your sweet comments.

I've added you to my reader, so I will definitely be back.

Oh, and one more thing, my 13 year old is the same way about clothes. All summer long he wore a "jacket" and "jeans" to church, but this past Sunday when it was 48 degrees outside....he went in "shorts" and a "short sleeve tee shirt." Go figure.;)

As my husband and I like to tease...."If we don't love him...who will?";)

God Bless,
Amy:)

Octamom said...

Beware of angry marshmallows--when they escape from their cages, they leave a slime of sticky in their wake. Hope you all know the magic resistance to fugitive marshmallows--capture them between two graham crackers, put a little melted chocolate on them, and they'll calm right down....

Thanks so much for your comment on my story! I had a ball writing it, then thought I wouldn't submit it, then decided I would--but then, as per the rules of the contest, that meant I would have to post it--and I wasn't sure if I wanted to do that or not--so it's good to know you enjoyed it!!!
Blessings!

CrossView said...

I want to see the marshmallow head picture. Surely you have one??!! =P

I need to hang at your house. My kids are older so it's usually petty quiet. You have some serious action going on at yours. Then again, I'm getting old now. So maybe I'll just take a nap! =P

And besides 10-31, you could move to Louisiana and celebrate Mardi Gras. There's lots more candy! =D

Heather of the EO said...

Oh my, you're funny. I hope you're happy. I promised myself I could not follow anymore new blogs because I'm neglecting my children. Then I met you. Consider yourself followed. But that is it! NO MORE, I tell ya! :)

I love little boys. They are just so totally nuts.

~Kat~ said...

Hello thank you for stopping bye my blog I love your blog!!! May you have a Blessed day with those kids and oh it is cold here to I will keep my clothes on lol Take care Kat:)

MyKidsMom said...

Haha, love this post. And I totally agree with you on Halloween, it really IS about the candy (and fun). I'm too much a chicken to mention it much on my own blog, some people have strangely strong feelings concerning it;)

Thanks for stopping by with birthday wishes!

Wendy said...

Hey, my daughter is going to be a cheerleader too!
Just saw on my blog, so came over to say hi!

iChuzChrist said...

I was reading your blog, minding my own business (or was it your business), and I scrolled down just a little and saw a countdown for CHRISTMAS!!!! It's in 61 days!!!!!! Eeeeek!!!! Why did you do that to me???? LOL ;)