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Kids and that stuff they say…

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It is true. No one else will tell you the heart-breaking truth quite like kids do.

Sometimes, I wish I could erase the question I just asked my girls and move on. I always said that I was going to keep a journal of the things my girls said as they are young. But, unfortunately I didn’t and my mind (to my surprise) has lost some things from the past. There are a select few that I am pretty sure I can never forget. I do wish I would just carry a camcorder around with me always…I’m sure I could make money off of what my youngest says now. I am listing some of my favorites below-

SOO-SEE 

It’s pronounced like shoe-she.

Sushi

LIMBO 

Limo

F-in Milk (I chose not to write the whole first word out) 😉

Chocolate Milk

Fly like a cheese stick

and that is what the song was called, not…

  I could probably go on forever. Both of my girls have such amazing personalities that I am thankful for each day. Now, when my 6 yr old tells me that I look so different and funny with my make-up off…That is when I wish she would keep at least 10% of her thoughts to herself. 🙂

Holy Halloween Batman!

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The official day is upon us!!

Everyone has been gearing up for this day, and now it’s finally here. I know this weekend was filled with Halloween parties, pumpkin patches, trunk or treats and all kinds of fun festive stuff. Facebook is covered in party pictures, and profile pictures are being changed left and right to show off fabulous costumes. I am pretty impressed this year with some of the costumes I have seen. Some people got all snazzed up, others just got as naked as possible. Someone on my Facebook made the comment…A lot of girls are making their daddy’s proud this weekend! Haha- So very true!

Tonight is the important trick or treat time. This is how our trick or treating will go…

6:30- Leave the house and start traveling down the street, ringing door bells.

6:35- My youngest will pass off her trick or treat bag because it’s already getting too heavy for her.

6:45- All of a sudden water will be needed as if they are about to die of dehydration.

6:55- Their bags are already full. Is it time to be done now MOMMY?

7:00- Back to our house…trick or treating -DONE!

I am not sure if I should think my kids are somewhat lazy, or they are just excited about having more than a few pieces of candy in their possession. (We never keep much candy in the house) I guess I should be happy they don’t want to keep me out for hours. I just feel like perfectly good costumes aren’t being used like they should be. I think next year, I will have them start wearing their costumes at the beginning of October when we go to Target, the Mall, Publix, and out to eat, then I will feel like we got our monies worth. Just watch, they will probably hate their costumes before Halloween gets there!

All I know is, we played it a little different back in the day.

This sign would have been laughed at…

Seriously?? People are mighty trusting nowadays with Trick or Treaters!

And this was your trick or treat bag…

A trash bag!

I’d say we were trick or treating for several hours. Get done in your own subdivision? Move on to the next one! Kids just don’t have the stamina these days!

Here is my costume this year (with my mister who decided to not even come close to matching me) He scared a small child on Saturday night at a party we went to. I think it made him feel proud of his outfit.

It’s a little blurry because my 10 yr old has issues with my iPhone camera.

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A-

Thoughts from Kindergarteners

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Today I went to volunteer in my youngest daughters classroom. She is in the best grade at school, Kindergarten. I really don’t know how you can be around a bunch of 5 yr olds and be in a bad mood. Even if they aren’t listening and a bit unruly, they still have the funniest things to say. The bulletin boards outside the classrooms always have the best artwork. Before going in my daughters class this morning, I decided to read what all the kids had to say. I took a couple of pictures and I want to share those with you.

I think the first sentence says..The dad does all the hunting and owls eat skunks and mice. This next one, I am a little confused about- Babe owls colon owlet??

Proper punctuation on this one was key! For a minute I thought this child wrote that animals eat children in the fall! What a horrible season it would be then.

What my family does together- Either they have a green tornado in their house that they play in together, or they need to invest in a pool guy so they can have blue water in their poor pool!

When I saw this picture all I thought was, her dad must be a clown!

Of course today all they could talk about was Halloween, their costumes, all the candy they would be getting tonight, and how long it was going to be before night time came. One little girl told me that instead of getting candy when she goes trick or treating, she gets money. I asked her where she lived and told her we would show up at 6 o’ clock sharp!

I (I mean), my girls would love to go trick or treating in that subdivision!! 😉

A ghostly tale

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With Halloween upon us, the ghost stories/movies are on tv by the dozens. Everyone has their own opinion about whether or not ghosts are real. Some think its hog-wash, while others are big time believers. Well, I happen to be the later and I will tell you why in my…

GHOSTLY TALE

When I was in my early 20’s, I used to work in property management. My first job in that field was at the Ashford Apartments in Chattanooga, TN. The leasing office is in a mansion, atop a hill surrounded by apartment buildings. It is a beautiful mansion where many weddings take place throughout the year. What isn’t so beautiful is what happened one dark night while I was closing up by myself.

(This is where the scary music needs to start playing)

I guess now it has changed names to Riverview Grande, but here is a picture of the Mansion Clubhouse.

Not a shabby place to work in, right??

That’s what I thought, until this night. It was the time of year when it started getting darker earlier. Everyone else had left a little early, so I was responsible for closing up. Now, when I first started working here, I had heard some “stories” of the ghost that lived in the mansion. Until then, I thought it was just silly and was someone’s way of trying to scare the poo out of me because they knew I was a scaredy cat. The ghosts name was Mary, and she was a little girl who stayed on the top floor. I was told that she had hung herself on the banister of the grand staircase because of her horrible, mean father. I tried not to think much about it, but my eyes would always travel to the top of the staircase every time I walked in or out of the front door. I would occasionally think I heard something, and then chalk it up to my mind trying to screw with me.

This night, it was definitely not just my mind. The office is located inside and has several interior doors you have to lock up before exiting the building. I had locked every door, was setting the alarm and walked by the office door on the way to the front door. The office door was a french door, so obviously you could see through it. I saw something whisk past the other side of the door and then my chair behind my desk starting rolling across the floor. Was the air/heat on, no..were the floors terribly uneven, no…was there anyone hiding under the desk trying to make me have a heart attack, no…had we had an earthquake, no. Every possible explanation has gone through my head. Am I crazy…I have not had an official diagnosis yet, so don’t go blaming it on that! 😉 Was it Mary? I’m not sure. But what I do know is, a real live person did NOT make that happen.

Did I ever close up the mansion by myself again? Hell no!!

Do you have a ghost story? I would love to hear it!

Go ahead and call me a scaredy cat

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From last weeks post, we all know as a kid I was scared of the basement at my parents house. But, that was just the beginning.

My basement fear turned into, someone-breaking-into-the-house fear. And to this day, I still have that problem. I guess watching too many scary movies of that happening, has scarred me for life. When I was younger, I seriously needed this sign outside my bedroom.

 

I had things hanging above my bedroom door just waiting to fall on a suspicious someone trying to come in. Bungee cords that people use on trucks to keep things from moving, I had near my window tied from one piece of furniture to another, so if someone came in my window, they would trip. Sharp objects all over my floor to fall on (incase they made it past the cords and falling debris from my door) Lastly, I was camouflaged in my bed.

I would get in my bed, pile every stuffed animal I owned all around me so I would blend in. Because you know I am all furry and stuffed, with big black eyes that never close and troll-like hair. Nobody would ever find me in there!!

Now, I am still frightened of someone breaking into my house. When we moved this past time, I was super happy to be moving into a subdivision that has gates with guards 24/7, and into a house that the previous owner must have had the same fear as me. Our house is wired like its Fort Knox. Every window and door, (even interior doors) are all alarmed up. The window upstairs in the shower which is not quite big enough for my 40 pound, 5-year-old to fit through, is even alarmed. A little excessive I think, but I don’t mind! If someone is still able to get past the gates, guards, and alarms. I am armed with something pretty powerful beside my nightstand.

Yep, it’s a softball bat. A heavy one that can inflict some serious damage. So someone better think twice before getting past those ADT signs. I’ve got a mean swing, oh and I’m a ninja too.

 


The scariest place in the world!

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The scariest place in the world!!!

(When I was a kid it was)

My parent’s basement!!

What is it when you are a kid? A dark basement in your house can be the worst place to ever be, by yourself. When I was younger, I absolutely hated to go downstairs into that deep, dark dungeon. I had thoughts of ax murderers, ghosts, witches, bats, rooms crawling with bugs and anything else my vivid imagination would bring up of what all was living down there. You would have thought someone lit my ass on fire when I came back up the stairs after turning the lights off. Who knew I could climb stairs that fast?!?

One of the reasons I despised going down to the basement was because of the CHINA DOLL. If you haven’t heard the story of the china doll, you should check it out here, CHINA DOLL STORY.

Of course now, that story is just silly. But, when I was a kid I never wanted to go to sleep because I heard this story and then come to find out, WE had a china doll in our basement!!! That kind of stress no kid should have to handle. So, needless to say I hated our basement and having to go to sleep in our house.

As we got older, the basement was just another floor to our house. But, the scariness was passed on to my kids. We live in Florida, we don’t have a basement. So, somehow our first floor became “the basement.” The other night, all 3 of us were upstairs and all the lights were off downstairs. My oldest needed to get something out of her book bag which happened to be located on the scary floor. I told her to go ahead and get it. She looked at me reluctantly, and walked slowly to the stairs. She ran so fast down and back up the stairs that it shook the entire house. Come to find out, she thinks a bear lives in our downstairs bathroom and it only comes out when she is down there by herself. Let me show you a picture of this bathroom.

Even with the lights off you can see the entire bathroom clearly.

According to her, the bear lives in the wall and then it comes out to attack her. Gotta love our imaginations when we are kids. Thanks to me, she can read this blog post when she gets older and show it to her friends about how brave she was as a child. Too bad my mom didn’t keep that china doll….I’m just kidding, I would never do that to my kids! 😉

10yr old teacher

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Serious post alert….coming your way! Just thought I would give you a little warning.

10 year old teacher

The teacher happened to be my daughter today. A little background before we come to present day. For the past 4 years now, my 10 year old has tried out for chorus. For 4 years, she would come home with her head held down to tell me she didn’t make it. At the beginning of this school year she informed me that she was going to try out again.

Now, as a parent I thought I needed to talk with her about how you are talented in some areas and not so much in others. Unfortunately, for my daughter, singing was not one of those talents she was given. I thought she should try other things instead. The reason behind me pushing her to explore other options was so she wouldn’t get hurt again. That is the last thing as a parent, I wanted to see happen.

But, when the time came, she tried out for chorus again. These last 4 weeks have taken forever to get here. So, today she gets off the bus to tell me she found out if she made it this year. SHE DID!!!!!! She was so happy that she was jumping up and down. I couldn’t believe it, she made it the 5th time she tried.

Then, I thought about how she never gave up. Even when her own mother (I feel pretty bad now) told her to pursue other options, she didn’t listen and tried again anyway. That whole saying of, Don’t let anyone tell you that you can’t do something, my daughter heard loud and clear. I am unbelievably proud of her and her willingness to keep going, even though she got knocked down 4 times.

Today it wasn’t about what my kids learned at school, it’s what I learned from them.

 

Good night everyone! See you tomorrow! And guess what……IT’S FRIDAY!!