The glove monster

In every household there is that thing called the sock monster...you know the one. You are sitting there putting away laundry wondering where on earth could this sock have possibly gone and then you hear a strangle grumble of a satisfied tummy coming from your dryer. You let out a stream of threats to the elusive sock monster, but know deep down he is going to win and you are going to have to buy more socks!

In my house in addition to the sock monster we have added a glove monster. Oh he is a sneaky little monster! He leaves one glove and the comes back for the other till we have none! He doesn't even leave one behind so that you can pair the two singles....Oh no he is hungry and on a rampage! I can almost hear his cackle as he sneaks the gloves out in the night!

This year I was going to beat him at his own game. I bought several pairs of gloves and hid some of them in the top of my closet so he couldn't find them. Once again that sneaky little monster managed to sniff them out! Grrr! Now we are left again with one pair of gloves and its only the beginning of the cold! I will find a way to beat him, if it is the last thing I do. I will find a way! I will get you, you dirty, rotten glove monster! Mark my words!

Mom Moment

There are those moments in parenthood that make you really feel like you are sitcom mom! Yesterday I had mine. I really consider myself lucky that I have managed to make it six years before that moment, but then again usually Jason follows behind me to minimize the amount of damage I do. I think maybe that he figured it was time to make me grow up it could be because he's been working overtime and is distracted...

Anyhow it started yesterday afternoon. The day was looking so promising, my mom called and let me know that we were going out to pizza for grandmas birthday, which means no cooking for me! I went to the washer to switch the laundry and behold my cell phone was in the bottom....I washed it (I swear it looked dirty). So as I was calling Jason to tell him that he failed at his job of making sure I don't do anything stupid I washed my phone and there was a knock at the door. So like a stupid idiot normal person I answered, the dog ran out and I dropped my brand new house phone on the cement as Ethan's friends stood there to inform me that the wailing animal sound was actually my son he was hurt and crying. So I am trying to go help Ethan, Chewie is jumping on every kid he sees. After that there was this eerie eye of the storm feeling (lol). Dinner went well. Then we got home and Matt ran to the bathroom while informing me that he had pooped in his pants. Hooray diarrhea! I went to the bathroom and told him to take of his pants. So of course when the pants get stuck at the bottom instead of waiting for me to help or reaching down to unhook them he just swings his foot. That had a great effect of spraying me with diarrhea. That was my mom moment. I know you loved how long it took me to get you there, but I had to get you in the mind set, lol!