Strange dinner conversation

This conversation happened a few nights ago in our house. Yes, we sometimes bribe our 3 year old to eat. The older kids get threats, but the 3 year old...bribes all the way!


"Sweety, if you don't eat your dinner you can't have a bite of snake."

Sweety "I wantttt snakeeeee!"

"you have to eat first, no dinner, no snake."

Sweety "I wanttt snakeeeee!"

"Eating the snake with no dinner in your tummy, will make your tummy hurt."

Sweety "I want a bite of snakeeee!"

Eat your dinner or NO SNAKE.

"ok, I eat dinner. Eat snake?"




Sweety gets her snake

Shanty Town fun

Let me just say....my dishwasher is lovely! Oh happy day when my beloved dishwasher was installed! Everything went fine & dandy. No dirt or plumber crack was left behind. Mister Dishwasher Man even took away my old, broken down dishwasher (hopefully it went to a chop shop so some parts could be salvaged & sold...can't stand the fact that it was unceremoniously dumped in the landfill!)

Not only did I receive my new dishwasher...but something else was given to me. Something so grand & so special I almost hug Mister Dishwasher Man when he offered it to me. Behold....................


THE BOX

My son playing video games from the safety of THE BOX

The girls sleeping in THE BOX

Decorating her new digs.

This is why childhood is great. You can get pleasure from the simplest things in life....& then you can fight over it with your siblings until your wicked mother puts THE BOX in time out!

9 weeks

9 weeks.....Nine weeks....IX weeks. I am nueve weeks..........












without a blasted dishwasher! But as we speak, a strange man is standing in my kitchen (grunting...& not the good grunting, the "sh&% this ain't working" grunting!) installing my new, better be working dishwasher.

He just came down to ask me if I was sold a water line....um...no I was sold a dishwasher & you better make it work or I will bust a cap. Do NOT mess with me! 9 freak'n weeks hand washing dishes for a family of 6 has made me a very violent person. I hand washed Christmas plates for goodness sakes. MAKE IT WORK! MAKE IT WORK NOW!


I'm a girl who likes the slow life. I fought against things like computeres & CD players for years. I was horrified when my dad bought me a CD player when I was 16. Aghasted at modern technology! I would not have that garbage in my house! Note...I was 16, no children & living with my Dad...who was never home. I ran the dishwasher once a week...no joke! I have learned that I really like having a 21 century home. I don't need a dishwasher...I just proved that these last 9 weeks. But dang it, I WANT it!

Some women would have the ability to take it as it comes, to enjoy the steady work & the quiet (my kids scattered when I did the dishes) Yeah...those women are rare, annoying & luckily few in between! But in the end, when it was necessary, I was able to stand at my sink & clean. Plunging my rubberized hands into scalding, soapy water. Scrapping the remains of the day away. Breathing in the lemony soap & thinking of women before me leaning over their sink & doing the same things for their family.

Ah yes, it was magical. For nine weeks I picked up a old time routine, revisited the past & I must admit......







I HATED EVERY DAMN MINUTE OF IT!
Uggg! That dishwasher better working mister or I will hunt you down & scrub you in my sink of nightmares!



Ol' timing it!


Do you like my glorified dish drying rack? At least it was good for something!