Who am I to Argue?

Yesterday Mster told me I was a genius. It came out of the blue after I answered one of her many questions.

I've never used the word with her before and I have no idea where she got it from. But I will accept the compliment.

Dear Beth

I was going through old posts and realized I never responded to Beths request for our address.

I then realized that I don't have Beth's email address so if she would kindly email it to me we can communicate more freely.

Who Knew?

This was the funniest post I've read in a while.

It was very timely for the Burrito household because just yesterday we had less than an hour till our company arrived and I had not yet showered and we realized that a not-so-lovely foul odor was coming from Mster. What else was there to do but have a quick combined shower. Of course Lster couldn't miss out on the fun so he ran around the room area (its all one big room (bedroom/bathroom) trying to find something he sould tear, break or put in his mouth while Mster and I were somewhat occupied.

At one point I had Mster prancing around the shower (with me in it) singing songs about rain and squealing with delight while trying to stop Lster from throwing my clothing into the shower as he so helpfully kept "handing" it to me. Nothing like getting your bra tossed into the shower while you are trying to not get bumped by a prancing 3 year old and attempting to catch a few drips of water so as to get somewhat clean for our company.

Yes Ma'am

Me: I need to you pick up your dishes from last night that you left on the table.
Mster: Aye Aye Captain.

Lster Eats

Lster is finally eating. Hallelujah. Its only been a couple of days but he's inhaling food like its no tomorrow. This pleases me. I have severely restricted snacking. We have scheduled snacktime and if they don't eat at that time they have to wait till dinner. I'm amazed at Mster's ability to eat too. The past 2 nights she ate tons of food and stuff she normally won't touch. If I can only get past the whining and crying to eat 1 hour before dinner, we are going to make it and Lster will get above the 25% in his height category.

Funny Mster story.

I am the chorister for the kids part of church. All the kids aged 3-11 come to a kids thing for 2 hours and I do a 2 -20 minute singing time for the junior and senior groups. In January all the 3 year olds come in to start the new year so Msters an eager participant. I can't just have them sing songs for 20 minutes, I need to make a game out of it and have them learn something so there's some lesson too. During last Sunday's lesson I was talking about how one way which we can get information is to use our mouths and talk to people. There is usually some smart alec in the class who makes ridiculous comments. I just didn't realize it was my daughter.

Mster: But...some people don't have mouths.

Huh...

I realize lots of background for a short punchline but where did she get that from.

I also enjoyed the singing in the bathtub yesterday. It involved a song that went something like this.

Mster: Oh we will be so happy when Lster dies before us because than we will die and we will all be happy together.

Huh...

All I want for Christmas

All Mster wanted for Christmas was a dress that she could fit in for church, a jack in the box (who knows where that came from) and cardboard. We got a lot of shipped boxes in the days preceding Christmas and both kids spent lots of time playing with them.

So Christmas came...

Mster got a dress that fits her perfectly.

Me: Isn't great how Grandma knew you wanted a dress and she got you one for Christmas.
Mster: Yeah...but she didn't get me cardboard.