Hurry or mama's gonna pee
Picking the girls up from the sitter's house today:
Me: Ok girls, let's go.
They stood in the car (yes, we did buy a mini-van, and no, I am not ready to give up calling my vehicle a car, despite its irrefutable vanness) staring at me.
Me: Come on girls. Hurry up, get in your seats or I am going to pee.
Briar: Are you going to pee in the car, mommy?
Me: No, honey, but I really have to go, so let's hurry.
A: Mommy peein'.
Me: No, not quite yet, but hopefully soon.
Briar: Mama, did you drink something that makes you pee?
Me: I guess I must have.
A: Mama peein'.
Briar: Here let me check.
I was buckling Avery in when I felt two very cold hands slip into the waistband of my pants.
Briar: I'm checking you mom. Yup, you stink, you have to pee.
Me: Briar! I do not stink. You stink when you have to poop. I have to pee.
Briar: Yes, you are, you are going to poop.
Avery: Mama poopin'. Mama stink.
And it was at that precise moment that the mailman walked by, unlike every other day in the history of seeing him as I pick up the girls he was NOT wearing his iPod. Swell, my kid thinks I stink and the mailman thinks I'm shitting myself.
How's your day going?
posted by Amanda at
1:16 PM
16 Comments:
oh no!! laughed out loud and startled the sleeping baby bean!!
i love what comes out of the mouth of your two babes :)
February 12, 2008 2:55:00 PM PST
I love that Briar was checking you. Oh what a little momma she is going to be to your soon arriving little bug.
February 12, 2008 2:58:00 PM PST
HAHAHAHA.
I mean, that's too bad.
Hahahaah.
February 12, 2008 4:22:00 PM PST
Funny! I also have to comment on "the van". I remember once saying I would never in a million years drive one...but 2 years ago gave in to a Honda Odyssey and I am quite in love with it I must say. The funny story is, I, too, couldn't say it...those words were just too much for me to hear! So, I just spelled it out to people," I drive a v-a-n" Or I would say, "Odyssey" and then run and by the time they figured out what THAT was, I'd be long gone! Do I want to drive it forever, NO, but right now, it's a great thing...lazy susan compartment and all! I bet your mailman has his IPOD on tomorrow ;)
February 12, 2008 5:25:00 PM PST
Snort. Okay, Stinky. You got me on that one. The things they learn from their parents, eh?
February 12, 2008 6:23:00 PM PST
Yeah well are you sure they weren't right? Sounded like words of experience to me! Ah pregnancy with children. Thank God for the blog where you can show them one day - oh yes you did say that! *giggle*
February 12, 2008 7:13:00 PM PST
My mailman thinks I'm a crazy SAHM who wears pyjamas all day.
Oh, wait, that's because I kind of am.
February 12, 2008 7:51:00 PM PST
BAH! Too funny! Hope you made it home quickly.
February 12, 2008 9:29:00 PM PST
I just choked on my coffee. Funny, and even more funny!
February 13, 2008 5:33:00 AM PST
Hee hee :)
I'm sure the mailman has heard that pregnant women have to pee ALL THE TIME (!) and thought nothing of it. Besides, think how boring his job would be without the entertainment of folks like you!
February 13, 2008 5:40:00 AM PST
You got "checked"? LOL priceless!
February 13, 2008 8:11:00 AM PST
Wow. Good thing you don't wear Depends or your kids will tell the mailman it's time for your diaper change.
February 13, 2008 9:36:00 AM PST
Ha! I remember my kid trying to check my diaper. But the mailman wasn't walking by!
February 13, 2008 11:06:00 AM PST
oh no! Thanks for the laugh today :)
February 13, 2008 7:12:00 PM PST
*snort*
Sometimes it's a crying shame we can't sell them for science experiments. Of course, blog fodder would dry up exponentially. It's a fine line to walk....
February 14, 2008 7:54:00 PM PST
hysterical! my mail man thinks i'm a child abuser because he walked by once while i was trying to brush brandons teeth and he was screaming NO MAMA NO NO MAMA STOP IT DON'T NO, HELP ME HELP ME HELP ME. Nice huh
February 23, 2008 7:26:00 AM PST
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