Sonntag, 7. September 2014

August 7, 2014

I got to hand it to my son .... he's on vacation and at 6 am sharp he was out the door doing his paper route !!!
"Mom, makes sense. It's not hot at this hour and I'm done and over with it then!"
Closed the door only to open it again to ask the "infamous" question ....
"Oh, and what's for dinner?"
August 11, 2014

Kiddo last night: "You know I have to pack the suitcase for the trip tomorrow. So we need to get up early!"
Me: "Chill, bro'. When if and ever am I not up early? And you act like you've never been on a trip before. So, when do you want to get up?"
Kiddo: "At the latest at 8 am."

Hmmm, it's 10 am. No sight of kiddo. And I will soooooo annoy the **** out of him and will start vacuuming now ! *g*

Montag, 19. Mai 2014

Kiddo: Mom, I'm hungry.
Me: No kidding.
Kiddo: When's dinner?
Me: As you can see I am in the midst of cleaning the house. And it's just past 6 pm.
Kiddo: What's for dinner anyway?
Me: Maultaschen. Baguette to go with it.
Kiddo: Veggies??
Me (already knowing what's next): Caprese?
Kiddo: YES!!
Me: Okay. You do the Caprese. I'll finish cleaning the bathroom.

End of story .... kiddo is scrubbing the toilet and I'm chilling in the kitchen

Well, HE thought it was a good deal :-))))
Kiddo and I doing our respective "things" here. Chatting in between. About this and that.
Kiddo: Oh Mom, that was such a profound statement of your's.

Minute later: What does profound mean anyway?

Uhm .....

Sonntag, 4. Mai 2014

Kiddo, off to do his paper boy route: What's for dinner tonite?
Me: Stuffed bell peppers in tomato sauce, rice.
Kiddo: When are you getting home tonite?
Me: I don't know yet.
Kiddo: Well, as long as dinner is ready when I get home, I don't care when you get back.

Okayyyyyyy, talking about priorities :-)))
Dinner revisited this morning.
Kiddo: Anything nice for dinner tonite?
Me (feeling crushed): Last nite's dinner wasn't nice ??
Kiddo: Sure was. And? What do we have tonite? Oh wait. You are going out tonite. Ok. But there will be dinner, right?
Me: No. I will just cut out and leave you to your own devices.
Kiddo: WHAT ???
Me: Chill, bro. There will be dinner. As always. Prepared with love and care and attention and ....
Kiddo: Yeah MOM !! I get it ! OK, gotta go. See you later. Oh no, won't. So have fun. Love you.
And gone.
*sigh*
Mail from kiddo, from Italy.
Saw this, that, Ischia, Amalfi, weather ... the usual "postcard" just by e-mail.
Last sentence:
"Looking forward to coming home as grandma is really exhausting"
*sigh*