tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80447464746806034192024-03-21T07:47:48.975-07:00My life with three boysAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-5718154341982066102010-06-18T20:40:00.000-07:002010-06-18T20:40:47.980-07:00Hey, you like kids?This one came from a friend's 4 year old son today:<br />
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We were at the pool and sitting by the life guard table, chatting with some of the life guards when another walks up and points out a strange man and say's something like, "isn't that the guy who wasnt allowed in here last year?" After some discussion, the life guards agreed that this may be a pedophile who was banned from the pool last year....<br />
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Mind you, the guy was sitting on a beach chair in full clothes and boots and a reflective vest for his bike, he had no intention of swimming.<br />
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As we were exiting the pool, we discovered the man's bike right outside the gait. My friend and I, nosy and concerned looked at the bike and found that he had not only his name but also his address on his bike. (The lifeguards were still investigating)<br />
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My friend and I went closer to the bike to get the address so we could look him up on the sex offender website.....<br />
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Meanwhile, I think the man is becoming suspicious and starts towards the pool exit and his bike, we walk a distance away as not to look too obvious....<br />
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The man investigates his bike and my friend's son puts his hands on his hips, looks the man right in the face and says "Hey, you like kids???"<br />
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OMG, we all walked away quickly, sort of horrified, sort of hysterical...<br />
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Hopefully, the lifeguards sorted it out, but we decided it was our time to butt out!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-50838808519835774952010-06-15T11:54:00.000-07:002010-06-15T11:54:25.567-07:00NO QUERO TACO BELL!Note to self: do not eat taco bell, before or during a 17 hour road trip with three boys! Nuff said!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-46073524173477861262010-05-24T18:26:00.000-07:002010-05-24T18:26:23.920-07:00Mom, you absQuinton was in my room tonight telling me how he was starting a nightly routine, which includes sit ups. "you know how they say flab to abs, I am more like flat to abs" as he is lifting his shirt to show me his flat stomach. (hereditary, not my side).<br />
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Then I said, I would be going from flab to abs. <br />
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"mom, you have abs, they are just a mile in"Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-57430236680939173542010-05-18T08:12:00.000-07:002010-05-18T08:12:29.797-07:00Magical dog PoopMe "Jerrod, do your chores"<br />
Jerrod "I did"<br />
Me "No, you didn't"<br />
Jerrod "Yes, I did"<br />
Me "Did the dog poop in the yard 15 times in the last hour?"<br />
Jerrod "someone must have scooped up dog poop from all over the place and put it in our yard"Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-15315829172861166272010-05-16T19:36:00.000-07:002010-05-16T19:36:37.869-07:00Climbing Trees with electrical tapeJerrod came home the other day, I have been bed-ridden since my surgery, I get up for little walks, but mostly have been staying in my room and resting...<br />
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Anyway, Jerrod came in after being gone all day, I literraly had not seen him since he woke up. (Since we moved on base, I don't worry too much about him when he is outside) Anyway, he came in and had marks all over his arms and legs, at first I thought it was dirt, but it looked more like the my arms after my surgery, where the bandages had been on my arms, you know the adhesive remnants that you have to scrape off with your fingernails....<br />
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I asked what was all over him and sure enough, it was adhesive. He and the next door neighbor decided to put electrical tape all over him, which then enabled him to climb the trees out back... Since the adhesive was on his skin, it was adhesive side down and so, how exactly it helped him climb the tree I am not sure, it was probably something you needed to see to get, of course then again, maybe I didnt want to see it....<br />
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He assured me that he climbed all the way up the tree, he even had the sap in his hair to prove it..<br />
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So... apparently, you can climb trees with electrical tape.... i wonder if thats what the guys at the cultural center in Hawaii use to climb the coconut trees...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-24333899931233500252010-05-16T19:24:00.000-07:002010-05-16T19:24:38.418-07:00Long Time No PostIt's been a long time since I posted on this blog, trust me it is not for lack of my rowdy boys doing things to talk about! I was thinking about this story the other day... I was trying to limit television watching a little bit and encourage more outside activities.. I set the parental controls on the TV, using the remote, all you have to do is set a 4 digit code to access it and change the settings... I think it was raining one day, or for some reason, I had decided to let them watch TV, I gave them the 4 digit code, figuring I would just change it when they went to bed. <br />
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So, I went to change the code to lock the TV again and can you believe they beat me to it! They changed the code so that I couldnt get back on it, they removed the parental controls and changed the code, so I couldnt get in it!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
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What will they think of next?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-71520896550304155982009-11-07T08:18:00.000-08:002009-11-07T08:43:14.051-08:00It has begun!It has begun, the fun of spending time at the school with the principal. Days of In school Suspension. Threats of pending arrests.... Yep, this week it all began... With any luck this will be the first and last week, but, I fear not. On Wednesday, the school called to tell me that Quinton called someone an F'n Fag (full use of the words of course) The coach agreed to let me take care of it, and he would not put it on his permanent record. I promised to handle it and Q and I had a long talk about worrying what other kids think.<br /><br />On Thursday, I called home to tell the boys I would have to work late. Zachary told me that Quinton Paralyzed someone at school. He was hysterical, telling me the story of Quinton throwing his backpack at someone and he fell and ended up paralyzed.<br /><br />Next, I checked my voicemail to find a message from the principal stating that I need to get right to the school to pick Quinton up, as he had been involved in an altercation.<br /><br />Quinton was running with a friend who apparently was winning the race. Quinton scooted his backpack towards his pal and tripped him. The boy has a small tear in his achilles tendon (we know this because we went to the ER to see him)<br /><br />The principal and I met the next day and we discussed the options, Quinton could have been arrested and charged with malicious horseplay or something like that.... Luckily all agreed it was an accident and Quinton ended up with 3 days in school suspension....<br /><br />I truly hope this was isolated, I truly fear that it was not!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-76570852662663450892009-10-26T21:08:00.000-07:002009-10-26T21:10:30.896-07:00Tools in the dryermy thirteen year old put his sneakers in the dryer and boy was in noisy! He stated that it was going to be too loud if he tried to go to bed, as the laundry room is right below his bedroom. Later, while rotating laundry, I found a hammer, a screwdriver and all the other contents of my tool bag inside the dryer.... Guess my nephew thought they needed to be dried!!!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-37897704951528394832009-10-26T21:06:00.000-07:002009-10-26T21:08:01.816-07:00Cussing 2 year oldmy brother told my nephew to clean up his mess, the 2 year old boy turned to him and said, "That's your shit!"Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-87868814519787204602009-10-15T20:41:00.000-07:002009-10-15T20:41:00.178-07:00Black Bed SheetsZach wanted to get new sheets for his room. I was happy that he took an interest in decorating his room! We went to walmart and he chose black sheets and a two-sided comforter, black and maroon.<br /><br />Upon bringing them home, My brother says to me, "I wish you wouldve consulted me before you bought those."<br /> "Why," I ask.<br />"Black sheets, 13 year old boys, not a good idea"<br /><br />Who thinks of this stuff?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-44614138789545658012009-10-14T20:38:00.000-07:002009-10-14T20:38:00.107-07:00Project RunwayThe boys watched project runway with me the other night. The task that evening was to make an outfit out of paper. Next thing I know, Jerrod comes strutting through the living room in a paper dress, he did a little catwalk turn followed by quinton running behind him and pulling the dress down to reveal jerrod's shorts. Holy crap, I couldnt stop laughing. I will say that his paper dress was pretty darn creative and looked better than some of the ones on the show!<br /><br />Next, they demo'd a paper hula skirt in honor of my recent trip to Hawaii. OMG, they crack me up!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-50025814409319362802009-10-13T20:34:00.000-07:002009-10-13T20:37:02.408-07:00A Bicycle Chop Shop?Last week, Quinton's bicycle was stolen from school. The next day, the boys took my camera to photograph a friends bike, that was the same in order to put up signs for the stolen bike. Next thing I know, the boys bring home Quinton's bike, in pieces. They found it in the woods, next to another bike, parts of his bike had been removed and placed on the other bike, which by the way belonged to a friend at school and was stolen the previous Friday... A bicycle chop shop, on base? Really??Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-57874288334492206132009-08-30T12:39:00.000-07:002009-08-30T12:40:54.950-07:00Nice, Clean Cell phoneYesterday, while emptying the dishwasher, I found my brother's missing cell phone, inside the dishwasher, where my nephew had placed it.........<br /><br />"me, wash phone!"Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-85633535197568452962009-08-30T08:58:00.000-07:002009-08-30T12:41:25.786-07:00Adding my two year old nephew to the mixI havent had too much to post lately, since we have been moving and school started etc..... My brother and nephew have been staying with us and I keep swearing I will add my nephew to the blog, cuz he does some crazy stuff......... So, the straw the broke the camel's back and finally added him to the blog...........<br /><br /><br />I was in the laundry room today and I heard the cat meowing.... I looked in the garage, thinking she got locked out of the house, she wasnt at the door but I could still hear her.... I looked in the closet..... no cat, my adorable little nephew came into the room and said, "I put cat in there," as he pointed to the dryer.... low and behold, I see my little kitty meowing to get out of the dryer.......<br /><br />Thank goodness the boy is honest...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-31283732391942419412009-08-09T21:13:00.001-07:002009-08-09T21:15:38.908-07:00OMG how disgusting!!!We are in the middle of moving house holds and I was trying to get ready for the movers today. You would not believe some of the things I found....... pizza crust in the couch cushions, dirty dishes stuffed under furniture in the toy room........ dirty clothes under beds...... OMG I am so glad that I decided to clean before the packers come tomorrow!!!! I guess I shouldnt wait so long between visits to my childrens rooms..... you should see the pile of garbage waiting for the trash guys tomorrow, boy are they going to be pissed!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-14514398965816703852009-08-05T19:04:00.000-07:002009-08-05T19:06:06.612-07:00My Mother is a Pill PopperAfter surveying my prescription medicines, sitting on my headboard, the boys came to me looking very concerned, "Mom, we need to talk, are you a pill popper?"Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-50304907474418600332009-08-01T21:42:00.001-07:002009-08-01T21:42:53.419-07:00New shoes... againApparently, it only takes less than 30 days of stopping your bike, skooter and skateboard with your feet, to tear the sole of a brand new pair of shoes.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-7723850907202363432009-07-29T18:57:00.001-07:002009-07-29T18:59:55.819-07:00Surprise!!!Today, I popped home for lunch, it was around my usual time. There was a bike out front that didnt belong to my kids. I figured someone was in the house, which of course was against the rules!<br /><br />I walked in and Jerrod looked startled. The kid from down the street was in the house, upstairs with Quinton.<br /><br />When I quizzed the boys, of course, no one had let corey in, he walked in the house on his own, each boy thought the other had let him in, with permission of course, so no one told him to leave......<br /><br />Hmmmmm...... No one has ever "walked in" when I was home...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-72457280182188556742009-07-28T19:46:00.000-07:002009-07-28T19:47:57.972-07:00Rope BurnHow does my 8 year old get rope burn on his neck, "From the window blinds?" I guess I will never get the real story....Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-87723218249441651652009-07-28T18:18:00.000-07:002009-07-28T18:19:17.538-07:00The CatfishWhat exactly am I supposed to do with a foot long cat fish in a cooler, with no water, sucking for air?<br /><br />Yeah right, like I am gonna clean it, take it back to the river!!!!!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-47521462351525646882009-07-28T18:17:00.000-07:002009-07-28T18:18:11.702-07:00Missing Dish SoapDid you know that if you put a little dish soap on the kitchen floor with a lot of water, it makes a great slip and slide!?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-21571118245344912712009-07-28T18:12:00.000-07:002009-07-28T18:16:54.661-07:00Kipton Called me!!!If you are a fan of the bachelorette, you know that Jillian passed on Kipton last night and chose Ed. I was commenting on how hot Kipton is and even said, oh, poor Kipton, I will fix your broken heart....<br /><br />At about 10 minutes until 10, my cell phone rang, it was a blocked number, so naturally, I didnt answer.....<br /><br />A few minutes later, I was notified of a voice mail.<br /><br />"Hello, this is Kipton, your son Zachary called me and told me you think I am hot. He told me if I got kicked off the show, I should come to your house, I will be there in ten minutes." <br /><br />HA HA Zachary!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-63588681256526116882009-07-28T18:11:00.000-07:002009-07-28T18:12:30.968-07:00E-HarmonyWhy is it that everytime I get home from work, the E-harmony website is up on my laptop?<br />Jerrod finally told me that he logged on to E-Harmony to find me a man.......... Like I need another one! These three are enough!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-67686010258849945482009-07-27T18:22:00.000-07:002009-07-27T18:25:57.126-07:00Wedgie WarsAstonished to find by boys giving each other wedgies (did I spell that right?), I asked them what the heck they were doing. You know that HANES commercial where Sarah Chalk is and her friends are trying to get rid of wedgies.....<br /><br />Yep, the boys decided to give each other wedgies so they could try out the various methods of de-wedging shown in the commercials.<br /><br />Reportedly, all the funky positions sarah chalk finds herself in, do actually work to elliminate the wedgie!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044746474680603419.post-56198201829760802042009-07-25T09:06:00.000-07:002009-07-25T09:10:04.208-07:00Check the Breaker BoxIf you are sitting in the house and your power mysteriously flickers on and off and your children are missing, check the breaker box. Jerrod and Quinton found their way into the cellar from the outside, where they decided to flip the breaker to "scare" zachary. They didnt know I was already home.<br /><br />Now, if its only your TV turning on and off, check to make sure that one of your children isnt outside with the remote, turning the tv on and off from the outside. Did you know that this will work on your neighbors house too.....Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02587453580970744671noreply@blogger.com1