Monday, February 27, 2012

Crazy Dreams...

Okay, ya'll. I've had some crazy dreams lately. We're talking out of the ordinary, so real it makes you think it actually happened, dreams. But the worst part is, I've been doing crazy things in my sleep, too.

Dream 1- I was searching for a document that I HAD to have.
Crazy part- I woke up and I was digging through my dresser drawers. When I woke up, I realized I was sleep walking and went to bed. In the morning, I found my other dresser open and stuff was out of it. Which means I had gone through one dresser and taken out my unmentionables and put them on the floor. Holy crap! I didn't wake up when I was going through my first dresser. Um..  weird.

Dream 2- I was wearing a retainer that didn't fit and was super uncomfortable. I had to keep repositioning it in my dream so parts wouldn't keep ripping apart my mouth. I was wearing the retainer because my teeth were falling out.
Crazy part- I woke up and my mouth was torn up in the back where I was digging in my sleep. Seriously? I hurt myself in my sleep.

I'm thinking this is all probably stress induced, but seriously? I'm not getting good sleep AND I'm making my room a mess and hurting myself.


Wednesday, February 22, 2012

{There Are No Words...}


This was my Valentine's Day surprise.
Please note: I despise hearts. Anything heart shaped makes me want to gag.
And we had a strict "no gift policy"
Oh! To top it off? My house was also decorated with approximately 9 heart shaped balloons.

It's a good thing he's cute or I would have to kill him.

In all honesty, though, it was in good fun. My dad was a really big jokester, so it made me laugh (and cry) to think about how much fun my dad would have had hearing that story. I'm pretty sure he high fived B from heaven that day.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Puss 'n Boots...

Me: Let's use sound spelling to write that word. Get ready. What sound do you hear first in puss?
Lil big man: Ew! You said a bad word!
Lil man: Puss n Boots is a bad word? (tears begin flowing...)
Me: No, darling. Puss is a lovable character in a movie.
Lil big man: It sounds like what my brother calls me.
Me: Your brother calls you puss? That's not nice to call someone a cat.
Lil big man: I didn't know p*$$y meant cat.
Lil man: So how do I spell p*$$y?

Oh my. Disney, please refrain from using names like that in popular movies. Mmmmkay?

Also, a kid told me his dad sat on him. I really wanted the details, but we were getting ready to move along. I mean, those kind of stories are always better from the mouths of babes. It wasn't until his mom called that I got the details. Apparently his dad sat on him because he was being silly and they were play fighting.

I can't wait to have kids so I can sit on them.

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Full Moon

Oh my! I don't know about any of you, but the past few days have been one act shy of a three ring circus around these parts. We're talking cuh-ray-zee!
How crazy? I thought you might ask.
I've had two death threats. (only one was legit-- like the little guy could really bring a gun from home and actually kill me)
A fit over a dead spider that was the size of a comma.
A fist to within inches of my face.
A chair thrown at me, but I'm pretty much a ninja when stuff like that happens, so no chance that was going to hit me.
And all of that was on top of the regularly scheduled events such as reading, math, art, etc.
I'm ready for this week to be OVER.