"Ohio is Like A Menopausal Woman"

That's what my friend told me today. She continued with, "She can't decide if she's hot or cold, wet or dry. It was 60 degrees this morning. Now it's 30 degrees and raining."

Now that's just hilarious!

Laughter is the Best Medicine

On a recent hospital visit (the details of that might be shared in another post), my husband was visited by the hospital clowns (and the therapy dog). This is what they left him (the clowns, not the dogs). It's about an inch long (at most).

I Think You're Beautiful.

My fabulous mother is a music therapist. She has a business where she contracts with local school districts to do pre-literacy through music with pre-k through 1st grades. It's always a good time working with children. They say the darnedest things!

Today my mom had just finished singing & signing a really cute song with a pre-school class about how wonderful & beautiful they are. At the end of the song my mom heard a little boy mutter, "I don't think you're beautiful."

I think that almost tops what a 3rd grader told me about 3 months ago while I was helping him with a reading assignment. He looked at my face real close then stated very seriously with a true concern in his voice, "Oh no, you are getting a little old. Not a lot but just a little because you are getting some wrinkles." He was pointing to the corner's of his eyes.

Yes, kids say the darnedest things!

Embarrassing Yet Funny

My little Sophia goes and plays at a friends house a couple days a week for about an hour and a half while I'm at work and Grandma has another commitment. Today, my friend shared a "funny" with me that my daughter said to her. I couldn't wait to share it with you...This friend of mine has 4 small children who all share a bathroom. It probably looks about as "awesome" (as she put it) as my kids' bathroom does. Today Sophia went into my friends' bathroom and came out right away exclaiming, "I'm alergic to stinky bathrooms".If that's the case, I either need to better train my kids on how often they need to clean their bathroom or take out stock in Benadryl.

Fashionista

I got a job this year working at my children's elementary school. I'm a Para-Educator which means I work one on one with a couple students who have IEP's. I also help out in the classrooms of the teachers of my assigned students. I have really been enjoying this new adventure & it has proven to produce many laughs as well.

Today a 4th grade girl looked me up and down when I walked in the room & she exclaimed "Miss Ginger, why are you so fashion today?" In fact, she wasn't the only student to compliment my more formal than usual attire.

I guess I should not do laundry more often since the reason I was "fashion" was that I had no clean casual pants. :)

Mom? Twice as Nice

I finally joined the Hi-Tech revolution and got myself a smart phone (even though I feel it was not so smart as it will double my monthly phone bill). Anyhoo, with my new "smart" device my 12 (almost 13) year old daughter, Audrey, inherited my old phone as a Christmas gift... let the texting begin! A bit to my surprise, my 7 year old son who was discussed in a previous post has taken quite a shine to my new toy. In fact, I'm pretty sure he spends more time on it than I do. He wears the battery down to pretty much nothing each night & when I can't find it, all I have to do is call my number and I usually find it in his hot little hands. A couple days ago during one of his hijacking moments he was texting Audrey which he does frequently. I was sittting on the couch next to him while his little fingers were busy finding the letters to make strange nonsense texts to his big sister when to his surprise he got an incoming text from "Mom". His wide eyes looked up quick at me and said, "MOM?". He knew he had my phone and that there was nothing in my hands. In a split second he realized that there was no way for me to send a text to myself when he had my phone. His confused demeanor made me snicker as I replied, "Yeah, MY Mom! You know, GiGi". "Oh" was his response. He flipped that over a few times in his little mind before he returned to his flying fingers and those oh so important text messages. That moment when you realize that your Mom has a Mom. Too funny!

Counting to 5? Easy as Pie!

A visual "treat" for my readers. I especially liked the concern on her face when she miscounted.