There are certain phenomena occuring within my home that I don’t understand. Maybe you can help me figure it out.
I mean…seriously.
Seeeeeriously…
I just don’t get it.
I would also like to share my two favorite quotes of the weekend:
Tia and Landon coming to me at 8:30 in the morning with big doe eyes: “Mom, we are weally, weally hungry. Can we have a snack?”
Me: “No, guys. We just ate breakfast.”
Landon: “But we are so hungry!” Collapses on the floor in tears.
Tia: “We need another breakfast.”
Me: “No. Guys, we only eat one breakfast. We’re not Hobbits.”
Lee dissolves in laughter.
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Yesterday morning before church as I attempted to cover the bags under my eyes with makeup:
Me: “It’s really not fair that God designed men’s bodies to lose weight when stressed, but when women get stressed we get fatter AND we get zits.
Lee: “Yeah, that really stinks for you guys. You really shouldn’t have eaten that apple in the garden.”
So, tell me friends, what are some things that make you go “Hmmm…?” I need to laugh, so feel free to share the funny with me.
There’s no explanation except that they are kids. Thanks to Lee for for that come back I will be able to use it in the future.
So is there any explanation for why I find Lee’s towel on the bathroom floor underneath the hook? 😉
Has he had his eye checked lately? Maybe he can’t see the hook (I’m trying to help you Lee, play along and get a cane)
Jay I fear its too late to save him. Old dog. New tricks. You know… 😉
Too funny. We have the same problem in our house. Only there is only one person to blame it on. And he sounds a lot like Lee in that last quote. 😀
Ha! Busted… 🙂
That apple comment put the first real smile on my face today … thank you for that. 🙂
Yeah…my husband is always good for a laugh. 🙂
I could post the exact same photos of the hamper and towel daily. But it isn’t just the kids (ages 11 and 13). My husband leaves his clothes on the bathroom floor too. After 23 years of me nagging him, you’d think he’d learn to put clothes in the hamper. Good luck.
The big kids are the hardest to train. 😉
My solution to this day (44 yrs of marriage)! No matter how many times a day Herb washes his hands in the bathroom, he takes the towel off the towel rack, dries his hands and lays it on the counter. A very wise woman told me years ago to turn this frustration into an opportunity to praise God and thank Him for giving me this marvelous man. It changed my outlook on that towel on the counter then, but is even more meaningful the older we get! So thankful he is alive and well. I smile everytime I hang it up!