I made chili for dinner, but committed the great sin of adding kidney beans. When I asked my daughter what kind of beans she wanted she said "I don't know, just beans!" Apparently kidney beans are not beans. I'm sure they'll be disappointed to discover that.
I ate my bowl of chili and said "MMMMM, you're really missing something. This chili is good!"
When I was visiting my brother my daughter wanted to sleep on his sofa. My young nephews adored her and wouldn't leave her alone so she could sleep. She picked up her youngest cousin and carried him over to me.
My kids' school was finished on June 10th and we left on vacation on June 12th. We returned on June 20th and she is ALREADY bored! Not being able to think of anything to do my daughter decided to take a bath. After she had finished with her bath, she draped her towel over her head and said "I am a nun. Which means I have none things to do."
My 12 year old daughter is working really hard to be more responsible. Tonight she was brushing her teeth, flossing and using a fluoride rinse, something that I usually have to badger her about. After she was done she said "Darn, I hate being responsible. I forgot to eat dessert!"
I'm fascinated by the compulsive need that kids have to argue. I could make a simple statement like "the sky is blue" and they'd feel the need to argue against that until I begin to doubt their sanity. (you thought I was going to say that I doubted my own sanity, didn't you?) Last night was no exception, and in exasperation I asked "Do I have 'argue with me' tattooed on my forehead?" My son quips "No, I think it is on your back."
I'm a 40-something single mom to three children. My 21 year old son has Asperger's or high functioning autism and two autoimmune diseases attacking his colon and his liver. I've battled depression for many years and I've been diagnosed with fibromyalgia but my three kids have an amazing ability to make me laugh even on my worst days.