Say WHAT?

Yesterday W was looking for an envelope and stamp. He found the envelope but when he got to the Stamps, he found these....

He then said, "Do we have any different stamps then theses?"

I said, "They're just Stamps, no one cares what stamp you have."

W ~ "Mom, it's for my powerlifting competition for the State games, I can't put a LOVE stamp on it!"

FYI ~ I found him the .....

"Go Green" stamps. He was happy then!

Monday's Ramblings ~ things heard from my boys

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Yesterday Hubby spoke in Church, during his talk he stated that he was about to quote the Chinese Philosophiser, Confucius. Just as Hubby was stating this G turned to me and started laughing, saying .."Dad shouldn't speak in Chinese, he really needs to stick to English."

HUH?? Silly Boy
#2
Today, I texted W asking him if he was going to be home for supper?

W's text ~ "yes, I'll be there, and G really needs a hair cut today"
I stopped to make sure it was W I was chatting with, I though maybe it was Hubby, but no it was W!
Me ~ "G is in a long hair stage right now"
story enhanced ~ last night we had a thunderstorm and G went downstairs to sleep in W's room.
W ~ "He walked into my room last night with only his underwear on and it looked like he had a motorcycle helmet on."

I started laughing hysterical, I couldn't look at poor G with his puffy hair. I then told him we had to 'shape up' his hair.

When I texted W back to say the job was done, he asked "How short?"

Background to the next story .....Last year around Christmas W was shopping and signed up to get Sports Illustrated for free (for 3 mos), Sports Illustrated sent us a card about making sure it was cancelled by Feb 1st. I was hopped up on shoulder narcotics around then so the subscription continued. G has just absorbed this magazine every week. So I went to the Library to get some Sports Illustrated for Kids. He liked those so I got him a subscription to that and planned to cancel the regular Sports Illustrated after March Madness's College Basketball issues.

#3
I was totally waiting for the Sports Illustrated swim suit edition so I could make sure that G didn't get it! Fortunately for us the mail came early that day and we were in the car together when G got it out of the mailbox. With only the swiftness of a mom on a mission, I swooped in and grabbed the magazine before the boy even knew what had hit him! I hid all the mail until the next morning after G had gone to school! When I pulled out the pile of mail and handed it to Hubby, his eye got huge! in a stern voice he asked, "Who bought this?" I reminded him that we had a subscription .... with even bigger eyes ...."They send THIS with the little kid's subscription?" I corrected his thoughts before his eyes fell out of this head! He was so funny!

Say WHAT?

#1

G has a friend Logan! Logan has horses and every thing that goes along with horses. Including a big barn, an indoor area and Logan goes to and ropes sheep in rodeos. As a matter of fact while I was experiencing the university ambassador walking backwards G was experiencing his first horse ride. So we have heard alot of horse stories from Logan via G. BUT last week's story was sort of a shock.......

When G gets in the car after school......

G ~ "Hey, Mom Logan's horse had a .... a... calf"
Mom ~ "had a what?"
G ~ (with more confidence than before) "Logan's horse had a calf."
Mom ~ " you mean Logan's horse had a cow?"
G ~ "NO, it had a calf..... (losing confidence in his statement), what is a baby horse called?"
Mom ~ " Do you think the Horse had a colt?"
G ~ (his face lights up) "Yea, that's what it had!"

#2
We have watched Basketball non stop for the past few weekends. At times 3 boys, 3 TVs in 3 different rooms all watching the same game! .... 1 Mom sitting mindlessly at the computer!

So G had watched practically every game the other two had, and especially the elite 8 games. He knew the teams.

Last week, mid week, G found a replay of the Villanova/NC game on TV. Only G didn't realize it was a replay..... as you'll see in the following conversation.

G is watching the replay of the game when W walks in the house.
G rushes over to reveal that W was missing the Villanova/NC game....
W ~ "wow, who's winning?"
G ~ giving him the score
W ~ "oh, I think NC will win" (being the big Tarheel Fan that he is)
G ~ "oh, I don't think so I'll bet they lose"
W ~ "oh, you wanna bet?"
G ~ "I'll bet you"
W ~ wanna bet $5"
Mom ~ rolling her eyes "W!"
G ~ "I can't bet $5 I don't have it, but I'll bet $3. I have that."
W ~ "Ok, you're on"
Mom ~ "W you can't do that."
G ~ "no, Mom I'll take the bet they won't win...."

Then came the lengthly conversation about the game being a replay. If you know G you know it's not easy to convince him of something he doesn't believes in.

You've got Mail LaShawnda!

Thursday afternoon, I was feeling springing so I changed my computer wall paper to pretty sping flowers. I stumbled on to the the ~ customize "You've got mail" message. So I changed it to a very nice "You've got mail, Shelly".

Well, when I return from running errands Friday afternoon, I come inside, settle in my comfy desk chair, sign on to the Internet, waiting to hear my lovely, "you've got mail, Shelly" message when I heard...... "you've got mail LaShawnda"

SAY WHAT?! Just How can this be? Things are just not right, LaShawnda?? who is LaShawnda?

then I hear giggling, no I hear snickering. W has been home alone all morning, using his time ever so wisely trying to find the most ethic name he could to change my lovely custom"you've got mail". I have to admit that I did bust up laughing (laughed hard enough to cry at the message).

Then it was priceless again when this morning I signed on hubby was in the room and the look on his face and his comment "Who in the world is LaShawnda"

A bucket of Golf Balls?

We have just replaced a toilet in our home. When we built our house they had just placed restrictions on toilets. Toilets needed to conserve water! We had to buy on of the water conserving water toilets. They may conserve water in the first flush but many times it takes more than one flush to get a clean bowl.

So we've been replacing the toilets in our house with the newer high power flushers! (insert a Tim the toolman laugh)

I got the toilet last week. When hubby inquired about the flushing force, I said with great pride, "the box says it can flush a bucket of Golf balls."

W was listening to this short conversation and add, "Wow Mom, I don't think I could even supply a bucket of golf balls."

Say What?

Say What?

conversation from this morning.....

Me ~ "W, make sure that you get the trash out of the yard when you get home from school"
W~ "OK, oh wait I have dance practice after school so it won't be right after."

Say WHAT?

The other President G

The other President G

Today W finally got my final Christmas gift assembled, a new, nice, rolls on wheels, swivel, reclining, computer chair! I got to sit in it for all of 5 seconds in front of the computer until the W demanded his computer time..... huh, I wonder if he had other motives in getting this chair.

When G came up from the current Star War battle, he promptly went over had a seat, swiveled a bit then turned his back to me and slowly turned it back around to say, "Hello, Mame and what would your problem be?"

A bit taken back, I replied, "I was doing fine, but I don;t recognize you. Who are you?"

G ~ "....why I'm the President of the United States and I would like to take care of your problems."
Then busted up into laughter and twirls around in the chair!

Say What?

Due to a valuable coupon, and a membership to Costco, I asked W if I could go a head and get a certain gift (from my boys to me). It was decided that I could go ahead and get the gift.
When I got the gift home I put it in W's room and put a blanket over it.

When W got home the conversation went like this....

Me ~ I got the gift and it's in your room.

W ~ Ok

Me ~ you'll need to tell G about it so he'll be included in the excitement.

W ~ I can't tell G! He'll just tell you what it is.

Say What?

Say What?

Last week when I voted, I took little G with me. As we were walking in the building,

G asked, "Mom, you're voting for Obama aren't you?"

Me ~ "No, I don't think I will be."

G ~ "What, who else would you vote for?"

Me~ "I believe I'll be voting for John McCain."

G~ "I voted for Obama, because I wanted to vote for the first Black president."

Conversation was on hold while I filled out my paper work..... but my the little Obama backer started up once again as we entered the room to vote.

G ~ "Mom don't you want to make history?"

Me~ "No, I believe there is more to a man than color of his skin. Every person gets to vote, and it's important that you ALWAYS vote."

G~ "well, you know Mc Cain won't be winning and don't you want to vote for a winner?"

I got busy voting even though, G was little upset at my choice (and proceded to tell those working the voting booths)

As we walked out to the car. After a short conversation about WHERE his voting sticker was (the lady had given him one when we walked in)!

G ~ "well, mom if this where and how you vote then how will my vote at the school get here?"

M ~ " your vote at the school doesn't really count, it's only for fun."

G ~ "What do you mean my vote is only for fun?, it's my vote!"

M~ " you have to be 18 to vote, and it will be important that YOU ALWAYS vote!"

G ~ with look of disguise, "I don't think this is fair AT ALL."

I'm sure he was thinking
"Just How Can This Be!"

Say What?

G was eating a snack ,

"Hey, mom look at this cat,

it's got one of those

toilet pusher things on it's head."

Say What?

Actual message on our answering machine tonight.

Hello I'm calling for G this is Baily S***.

G I can't talk to my mom about tomorrow night, she's all mad and crabby right now.

I'll talk to you tomorrow!

Good Bye this was Baily S***

UPDATE: Baily's mom called about 9:30 that evening, asking if G could play. I didn't ask how her evening had gone, but I thought about it! She sounded nice, calm and collected at 9:30pm!

Say What?

W ~ "Mom is Crappy a seafood or a pondfood?"

Say What?

G ~ "Dad if I closed my bedroom door too much would I run out of oxygen?"
Dad ~ "Nope you'd be fine."
G ~ "So air could slip in around the door?"
Dad ~ yeah, and through the air vents."

Say What?

G ~ "Mom, what's that smell?"
Mom ~ "The oven was dirty so I'm cleaning it."
G~ "Good thing we don't have a pet, cuz that smell would kill a dog!"