I'm attempting to get some work done for school, silly me, when I hear Master of Disaster yelling for me from his room. I go upstairs figuring he went potty and needs some helping wiping. But no, he's on his bed crying.
Me: What's wrong?
MofD: THERE'S A BUG IN MY ROOM!
Me: Where?
MofD: There! pointing at his window
Me: I don't see it
MofD: Pull that up the shade
I do and there is no bug.
Me: It's gone
MofD: NO IT'S NOT!
Me: What? Did it turn invisible?
MofD: What if it did????
Me: Well you can't see it so it'll be ok
MofD: WHAT IF IT EATS ME!!!!????
Me: heavy sigh Want me to get some bug killer?
MofD: yeah
So I go and get a bottle of Frebreeze and spray the windows
MofD: That's not bug spray, that's "smelling stuff"
Me: Yeah but look right here I point to some words on the back It says "Will kill bugs"
I'm so glad he can't read yet
I nanny for a 1 year old girl (BabyGirl) and 4 (A/Master of Disaster) & 6 (J/Whiny Magee) year old boys. As you can imagine I hear some of the funniest things ever said. Master of Disaster actually asked me once "Jessica, why are you so bossy" And my response was,"because I'm the boss"
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Saturday, February 25, 2012
everybody wins!
It's February break and it's been a long week. I don't want to take the boys anywhere "public" because everyone is out and about with kids off from school. Yesterday we had a play date with my friend Danielle and her girls.
They came over to play for a couple of hours and then we had lunch. The boys were super excited to have a play date and the girls were a little shy at first. New house, new toys, two overly excited boys jumping around and yelling. So they finally got into the swing of things and then it was time for lunch. We made English Muffin pizzas and each got to make their own. Whiny and my friend's oldest had cheese pizza. Master wanted just pepperoni and no cheese (surprise) and her youngest wanted "grilled cheese" with yellow cheese. So everyone was eating and being silly and having fun
Whiny: Hey, there's two girls and there are two boys! We each get to have one!
Not sure why we found that so funny, but Danielle and I burst out laughing.
They came over to play for a couple of hours and then we had lunch. The boys were super excited to have a play date and the girls were a little shy at first. New house, new toys, two overly excited boys jumping around and yelling. So they finally got into the swing of things and then it was time for lunch. We made English Muffin pizzas and each got to make their own. Whiny and my friend's oldest had cheese pizza. Master wanted just pepperoni and no cheese (surprise) and her youngest wanted "grilled cheese" with yellow cheese. So everyone was eating and being silly and having fun
Whiny: Hey, there's two girls and there are two boys! We each get to have one!
Not sure why we found that so funny, but Danielle and I burst out laughing.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
UPDATED: It's been a great day
So far today:
Master told me he would "never like me again" after I told him he needed to clean up before he played more computer games.
Whiny told me I was "being mean" because I told him he needed to clean the Tinker Toys on the ground before he fixed his Tinker Toy machine
BabyGirl screamed for 20 minutes for no apparent reason other than the fact she wanted to shake her fists (which she did).
Awesome!
UPDATE: I told her mom about the fists and she said, " Oh yeah the Fists of Fury." What a great name
Master told me he would "never like me again" after I told him he needed to clean up before he played more computer games.
Whiny told me I was "being mean" because I told him he needed to clean the Tinker Toys on the ground before he fixed his Tinker Toy machine
BabyGirl screamed for 20 minutes for no apparent reason other than the fact she wanted to shake her fists (which she did).
Awesome!
UPDATE: I told her mom about the fists and she said, " Oh yeah the Fists of Fury." What a great name
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
so close, as per usual
The boys were playing in family room while I made lunch.
Whiny Magee: something something sound barrier
Master of Disaster: What's a sound barrier?
WM: It's when if you go so fast it will bury you
Whiny Magee: something something sound barrier
Master of Disaster: What's a sound barrier?
WM: It's when if you go so fast it will bury you
Thursday, February 16, 2012
well you should know
Master of Disaster: Why do you keep that thing? I have a stud in my nose
Me: I think it's pretty
MofD: Where did you get it?
Me: A jewelry store
MofD: What is the name of it?
Me: I don't know
MofD: Well you should know, *you're* the one who bought it
Me: I think it's pretty
MofD: Where did you get it?
Me: A jewelry store
MofD: What is the name of it?
Me: I don't know
MofD: Well you should know, *you're* the one who bought it
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
they are bombs
Master of Disaster: Look, I saw a bird! It landed in that tree!
Me: Wow, cool!
MofD: I like birds
Me: Me too. What kind is your favorite?
MofD: The black ones
Me: Those are called crows. I like them too
MofD: Yeah the black ones are bombs!
Me: Wow, cool!
MofD: I like birds
Me: Me too. What kind is your favorite?
MofD: The black ones
Me: Those are called crows. I like them too
MofD: Yeah the black ones are bombs!
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
I love car conversations
Me: What would you do if you saw a power line down in the yard
Whiny Magee: Tell Dad
Me: Would you touch it?
WM: No!
Me: Master??
MofD: no
Me: Why not, Master?
MofD: It would electricate us!!
*****
MofD: If Mommy and Daddy didn't have any kids they could go anywhere they wanted to.
Me: What? Where would they want to go
MofD: Anywhere they wanted
Me: But where would they want to go that you couldn't go?
MofD: To any restaurant they wanted
Me: Can they not go to any restaurant they want to now?
MofD: No. Only ones for kids and families.
Me: Oh
Whiny Magee: Yeah, one time Mommy went to dinner with a friend and we couldn't go.
MofD: Where was Daddy?
WM: Home with us.
Whiny Magee: Tell Dad
Me: Would you touch it?
WM: No!
Me: Master??
MofD: no
Me: Why not, Master?
MofD: It would electricate us!!
*****
MofD: If Mommy and Daddy didn't have any kids they could go anywhere they wanted to.
Me: What? Where would they want to go
MofD: Anywhere they wanted
Me: But where would they want to go that you couldn't go?
MofD: To any restaurant they wanted
Me: Can they not go to any restaurant they want to now?
MofD: No. Only ones for kids and families.
Me: Oh
Whiny Magee: Yeah, one time Mommy went to dinner with a friend and we couldn't go.
MofD: Where was Daddy?
WM: Home with us.
Friday, February 3, 2012
EVAH, EVAH!!
Master of Disaster is sad right now. Very sad. He & Whiny have toys that have some little pieces and MofD lost some of his pieces. Whiny let him play with his pieces but then wanted them back. Well MofD thought this wasn't fair and wanted Whiny to share. I don't know why I bothered to try to explain that it was indeed fair. I tried to talk to him and use some of my newly acquired counseling skills. Oh boy! At one point I think he growled at me and made an "angry" face at me; I had to hide my smile. MofD does not like to be comforted and when you try he usually gets more upset and angry.
Me: That's sad isn't it?
MofD: Yeah!
Me: can I give you a hug?
MofD: No. NEVAH EVAH EVAH!!!
Me: That's sad isn't it?
MofD: Yeah!
Me: can I give you a hug?
MofD: No. NEVAH EVAH EVAH!!!
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
we could ask
I have a little bit of a head cold. Really it's just a bunch of sinus pressure. So I told Master of Disaster that we were going to run to Target so I could get some medicine.
MofD: Is it pink medicine? (I'm guessing he's thinking of Amoxicillin)
Me: I don't think it's gonna be pink
MofD: Well what are you feeling?
Me: My sinuses hurt.
MofD: I don't know where the "scientist" medicine is. Maybe we could ask someone who works at Target.
MofD: Is it pink medicine? (I'm guessing he's thinking of Amoxicillin)
Me: I don't think it's gonna be pink
MofD: Well what are you feeling?
Me: My sinuses hurt.
MofD: I don't know where the "scientist" medicine is. Maybe we could ask someone who works at Target.
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