Cute Kid-isms from the day

Today has been filled with funny kid-isms. In no particular order:

From Clyde: I spy, wif my wittle grwasses eyes................underpants! (peering through his bottle of water, and with underpants no where in sight.....)

From Bonnie: It's spring, tra la la la la!!!! (upon spying the fountain was on in the school pond)

From Dexter: You mean, I can really, really use my muscles?!?! (when told he could run and play again after his two week surgery recovery)

And lastly, a pair from Bonnie and Clyde upon their reception of gymnastics' trophies (for completing a year of gymnastics):

Clyde - my firstest eber tropie, Mom! In my whole wide life!
Bonnie - I wowked, and I wowked, and I wowked, and look, Mom! I did it! My tropie! I'nna sleep wit it tonight. I DID IT!!

T minus 40 hours..................

Not that I'm counting, but in T minus 40 hours, I will be in a car bound for a warmer, less stressful, sandier locale.

And hopefully, sometime between now and then, I'll have my act together and get everything packed.

Oh, and Lands' End? Yeah, this size EIGHT rashguard isn't going to be much help on Bonnie unless it was intended to be a dress. Thanks, for that.

Vacations aren't for sissies......

Seriously. Going somewhere for spring break sounded like a GRAND plan. Especially back in August, when we decided that, newly constrained by Dexter's school schedule, we would be ready to get outta dodge come spring.

And really, it ** does** sound like a great idea. A week of no plans, beach, warm weather! What's not to love??

Except the whole getting ready for the trip? Yeah, that part? Notsomuch. I love to travel. And we'll have a great time when we get there.

I'm just rusty on the packing.

Cut me some slack! It's the first time we've gone anywhere since AUGUST. AUGUST, people!! Do you realize that we haven't set foot in a hotel in nearly SEVEN months?!?! That might be a new family record. Seven months. My kids, when asked what they're doing for spring break, shout "We goind to a OTEL!!!! Oh, and dere bill be sand dere, too."

But first, little ones, Mommy must pack. But never you fear, I will power on.

I may be rusty, but I'm no sissy!!!

I'm declaring Winter '08-'09 to be D.O.N.E.

Don't tell mother nature, but THIS mother has declared winter to be over.

(Ok - side note? Facebook makes me talk about myself in the third person. It's a disease.)

So, with spring break blissfully on the horizon, and the forecast this week looking decidedly NOT cold (ok, so morning lows of 30* might be pushing it, but I'll call it brisk. Brisk sounds uplifting! Cold? Cold is depressing....) - ANYWAY - anyway, I've decided winter is over.

Hats, mittens, coats, scarves, you name it. All have been washed and successfully put away. Replaced with raincoats, fleece jackets, and all accouterments spring.

Now, about those fleece footed jammies.........

Well, it was SUPPOSED to be PJ Day

I had the grandest of intentions. Well, actually, it was the lack of grand intentions that made it so grand.

A day where, despite all the alluring things to do, Bonnie, Clyde, and I would stay in our PJs all day and not leave the house.

Except, that I felt the need to shower.

And then, Bonnie decided it was "wear a fancy skirt" day.

And then, Clyde decided to see how many outfits he could put on in one day before Mommy lost her cool. (Answer? Three.)

And the icing on the cake? "Wear a Fancy Skirt" day also meant "Bonnie has bare legs" day, which, in her twisted mind led to "I like to draw faces all over my legs with Mommy's Pen" day.

34 more days. And then they won't be 3 any longer. Not that I'm counting.