My husband is on a well deserved vacation in Ireland with my dad. Cache and me are staying at my mom's house, which is nice because I have some help. Cache has almost gotten use to all of the noise and the in your face attention (literally they are right in his face) and I am having fun spending time with my family.
Some funny things have happened here...many actually but the two that are on top of my list are Mandi's nozzles and Kami's gullible-ness (new word just for her).
First the nozzle malfunction...
I am a germ-a-phob especially when it comes to my child. Everyone knows this and I believe this is what led Mandi into denial about her sickness. Mandi had a stuffy/runny nose, tired, glazed eyes, her voice was funny and she had some coughs here and there. I woke up on Saturday morning to hear a nasally voice say, "Is Cache awake?" I immediately said, "Boo you are sick. "
She replied with an, "I AM NOT!" The rest of the day was she was trying to convince me she was healthy. Here were some of her reasons why she wasn't sick.
"Since we lost funding for science club we couldn't do science stuff so they made us dig for fossils in the sand. The sand is trapped in my nose and is making it run."
"Every time mom or dad leave on a trip I get a stuffy nose. Hmmm I don't know why, but it's not contagious."
HERE IT COMES MY FAVORITE!
"I was laying on my right side when I fell asleep and now my nozzles are all plugged."
Me: "Your nozzles?"
"Yes my nozzles."
I was telling my mom the story later and Mandi was listening and she chimed in with, "YES MY NOZZLES!"
Mom: "Nostrils Mandi."
"But everyone says nozzles."
Happily she still calls them nozzles. I say happily because it makes me laugh.
On to Kami...
When I was still in the hospital with Cache, Kami came to visit. I was feeding Cache and told Kami to look away while I put him on the other side (which they say to do to keep up milk production). I guess Kami went home and asked my parents why I did that. And of course my dad made up some kind of silly answer....
"Because each side is a different flavor. One is milk chocolate and one is vanilla."
After that everyone would say little comments here and there about it and I would play along.
"So what flavor did Cache get today?" my dad would ask.
Kami would just look at me anticipating the answer.
"Well I ate a salad today and some cookies so that is what he had. He liked the left side the most because it had the cookie flavor."
Last week Kami and me were playing Phase 10 when my dad came in and said something about my milk being sour and I replied with something about eating lots of sour patch kids. Steve, my dad and I looked at each other trying to keep from busting out laughing. Then Kami looked at all of us and I thought it was over she had finally figured it out but instead she said, "Are you cheating?!"
On Saturday night Kami and her cute little friend Nicole were at my mom's house and we were talking. They told me how one of their friends was looking in the freezer and grabbed some boob milk and said, "what is this" and when she realized what it was she threw it back down, a little bit grossed out. This made me say, "Kami remember that one time dad told you that there are different flavors in each boob and you believed him?"
Kami: "What? That's not true?! I told all of my friends that."
Nicole: "We were just talking about this like on Wednesday, she said that it's like if you ate cinnamon toast crunch and waffle crisp one side would be cinnamon toast crunch and one would be waffle crisp."
Kami: "Wait it's not true? I thought that is why babies like one side more than the other. You are sure that's not true?! What flavor is it then?"
Although Cache and I miss Steve so so much we are very entertained over here.
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