Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Where's Mster

So Mster has been replaced by a princess. This princess does not respond well to being called Mster. She responds very well to being called "Princess", "Princess Mster" or "Cinderella". In fact I got "Cinderella" to clean 3 toilets and put away her clothes yesterday when I told her she couldn't go to the ball until her chores were done. (Yes, that's right...she cleaned my toilets).
Cinderella was with us shopping yesterday and she even took a few minutes out of her busy princess life to shoot a round of golf.

Easter Pics

I have to kids are cute.

The window guys.

Son of a Sea Biscuit

What am I? A retard?

You idiot.

You've gotta be joking.

I gotta idea.

A few weeks ago we had 4 windows replaced that were part of our buying agreement. The guys came and gave me and Lster a colourful hour of sayings I'm going to share with you now. Luckily Mster was at a friends house.

I'll be don't be hatin'

That's the good stuff.

I'm going to jack-t-off

Did I mention I was scared of heights?

Life is Beautiful.

You are going to have to call 911 quick if you make me laugh.

Don't be so sour dude.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

I'm not ready for this.

A few days Mster had a friend come over. Said friend was "the mean girl". There have been many updates, not blogged about, on the mean girl situation. The gist is...mean girl became too much for Mster to handle...Mster decided to never play with Mean Girl again...I decided to get involve and call Mean Girl's mommy...Mean girl and Mster had a lunch date at a neutral location with both mommies included so Mean girl could show Mster that she wasn't mean anymore...Mster agreed to play with Mean Girl again.

So Monday was the first day back in Mean Girl/Mster bff-land. I smiled to myself as they both walked downstairs and Mean girl said "I am NOT going to be mean to you Mster". Things were going well.

And then...

I was feeding Lster upstairs when I heard some discussion about kissing coming from downstairs. I immediately decided to investigate only to learn that Mean girl was instigating a game of boyfriend/girlfriend which involved kissing. Kissing dolls (who were their boyfriends) and I think, but can't confirm, kissing each other. I immediately stopped the game to ask what was going on and Mster told me it was a secret. I looked at her and told her we don't keep secrets which was apparently enough for her to spill the beans on the boyfriend/girlfriend activity. I distracted them into playing something else and we all moved on.

The mother called shortly after and said she was coming to pick her up. I mentioned the pretend play situation and she laughed and said "oh yeah, that's what her older siblings are playing so she's picking up on it"

I was so sad. Mster's my oldest and doesn't have older siblings to corrupt her 3 year old mind and bring her in the teenage years much faster than she should. I heard that 10 year olds were the new teenagers but I couldn't believe it. Now I do.

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

The Drama Queen

Oh No!! It's Begun.

Mster was playing and soon a tug of war ensued with Lster over a truck.


Monday, March 03, 2008

The last post

Just to clarify the vomit was not my own.

Our Weekend

If I had to some up the weekend in one word I'd have to pick....