Stupid Facebook Quiz

You guys have probably all seen the quiz that’s been making the rounds through Facebook recently. A bunch of questions created by someone who obviously has way too much time on his/her hands, intended for a mom to ask her kids (and/or husband). So, because I obviously don’t have anything better to do, like taking care of a baby, doing laundry, cleaning the house, washing dishes . . . or anything else productive, I’m gonna go ahead and just do it.

Wait, what’s that kid chewing on now? Hold on, I’ll be right back . . .

Ok, just an electrical cord. No big deal. He’ll be fine. It will take him a while to gnaw through that plastic coating anyway. Let’s get to the important stuff. Quiz time!

I asked my oldest boys, and then even my husband, these questions. I will say that it was somewhat enlightening. I even tried to get the baby to give me some answers, but couldn’t quite figure out what he meant by, “eeeeeeeeeeee, bababamamamababamama.” If anyone speaks baby, let me know what he had to say.

Alright, let’s get this party started. First up to bat . . . the 7 year old. Here goes. (My reaction/comments on their answers are in italics).

1. What is something I always say? Go clean up the playroom (true).

2. What makes me happy? Coffee (yep).

3. What makes me sad? Don’t know.

4. How do I make you laugh? Tickling.

5. What was I like as a child? Happy and loved unicorns (um . . . sure).

6. How old am I? 40

7. How tall am I? 4 feet (so close).

8. What is my favorite thing to do? Go shopping (not even a little).

9. What do I do when you’re not home? Do laundry (sadly, yes).

10. What am I really good at? Taking care of the baby (awww, sniff).

11. What am I not very good at?  Being up in the morning without coffee (this boy knows me).

12. What do I do for a job? Take care of the baby. You quit your job as a . . . lawyer? (ding ding ding).

13. What is my favorite food? Sushi (not exactly, but ok).

14. What do you enjoy doing with me? Watching movies.

Next up, the 10 year old.

1. What do I always say?  Take the trash out.

2. What makes me happy?  When the baby’s being good and my brother and I are behaving.  And your kids are at school (this question was asked while the boys had been home for the 187th snow day this winter).

3. What makes me sad?  One of us getting hurt?

4. How do I make you laugh?  Telling a joke that’s funny.

5. What was I like as a child? I don’t know, I wasn’t living then!

6. How old am I? 40

7. How tall am I? 5’4″ (even closer!).

8. What is my favorite thing to do?  Probably relax or go on a vacation where you don’t have to do stuff (so much this).

9. What do I do when you’re not home? Your work:  take care of the baby, dishes, laundry, bottles, feeding the baby.  You know, chores.

10. What am I really good at?  Art and work around the house.

11. What am I not very good at?  Keeping your cool (FALSE!!  Um, I mean . . . who me?).

12. What do I do for a job?  Stay home and work around the house (please note his and his brother’s answers to this question . . . before we get to their father’s response below).

13. What is my favorite food? Sushi (again? ok).

14. What do you enjoy doing with me?  Taking walks around the neighborhood.

And finally, the hubs’ answers.  Brace yourselves.

1. What is something I always say?  Can you hold the baby for a minute.

2. What makes me happy?  Baths, sleeping in, reading books, personal time away, sitting in your chair (all correct, and sadly, all things I hardly ever get to do).

3. What makes me sad?   Your old job.

4. How do I make you laugh?  When you sing (mean!).

5. What was I like as a child? Beautiful & carefree (um, sure).

6. How old am I? 41 in a week (2 days now, but yes).

7. How tall am I? 5’6″ (when I told him I’m 5’5 1/2″ he just said he rounded up.  Uh huh, ok).

8. What is my favorite thing to do? Take a bath.

9. What do I do when you’re not home?  Take care of the kids, you know, you do your thing.

10. What am I really good at?  Remembering birthdays, sending cards to people you care about, and reading with the kids (very perceptive and correct!).

11. What am I not very good at? Finances (Ha!  Hello, pot. I’m kettle, nice to meet ya!) and cleaning (well, I just don’t like it, doesn’t mean I’m not good at it).

12. What do I do for a job? Housewife (which led to a 5 minute diatribe from yours truly about how I am not defined by my role as his wife because it’s not the 50’s and he doesn’t own me, etc.).  Ok, fine, whatever PC thing it’s called now. (So much better, thanks).  (Please note that my hubs is really not a misogynist, which is why I found his answer so surprising and kinda funny).

13. What is my favorite food? Pasta (there we go!).

14. What do you enjoy doing with me? Just gazing into your eyes.  (Very funny).  Ok, traveling with you, talking to you . . . when you’re not yelling at me.

So there you go.  A little insight into the minds of my boys.  Discovering what your family thinks of you is always interesting.  I was pleasantly surprised with many of my boys’ answers, and not quite as enthralled with the hubs.  But then again, when you ask a question, I guess you have to be prepared for an answer.  Whether it’s the answer you wanted/expected, or not.

I guess they’ll still get dinner tonight.

 

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Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the King’s horses and all the King’s men
Couldn’t put Humpty together again.

I’ve cracked. Just like an egg, my shell is completely shattered and I’m completely scrambled. And I don’t know if anyone can put me back together again.

What has broken me? Well, my kids, of course. What else?

Last week, pre-blizzard, my husband had to go away for a week for a training session for work. He left on a Friday night and did not return until the following Thursday night. My kids were home for 3 full days because of MLK day, and I thought I was going to go a bit crazy.

Pfft, I had no idea what crazy was at that point.

The blizzard hit us Friday afternoon. My kids were supposed to have a half day, returning home early from school, but because of the pending snow storm, they closed schools for the whole day. The snow started 2 hours after they would have gotten home.

We got a ton of snow. Over 2.5 feet in my area. We were completely snowed in the entire weekend. However, the snow stopped late Saturday night and the plows were out early Sunday morning.

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I wasn’t surprised when my kids’ school was closed on Monday. There was still a huge amount of snow on the ground and on the roads. Snow plows were still out plowing and salting, but it was going to take a while to beat back the extreme amount of winter weather that had been dumped on us. The kids were happily playing outside in the snow, having snowball fights, sledding, etc. It was all good.

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On Monday afternoon, we were told that schools would be closed again on Tuesday. At this point, the roads were pretty clear, but we figured the school system was just being overly cautious. My husband was working from home, so I at least had a bit of help. The kids were outside again, this time building a snowman, and even went over to a neighbor kid’s house to go sledding for a while. Things were fine.

And then they closed the schools on Wednesday as well. At this point, everyone was pretty much ready for the kids to go back to school, including the kids. And we thought that another day off was a bit much.  My boys were tired of the snow and didn’t really want to go outside to play any more. Instead, they opted to stay in and play video games pretty much the entire day. And my husband was away again for a couple of days for work.  This was getting ridiculous.

But the ridiculousness was not to end yet.  Oh no, because schools were closed yet again on Thursday!  The snow had melted at this point down to maybe around six inches, and you could even see grassy patches in some places. The roads were completely clear and safe to drive on. It had been 4 full days since the snow had stopped. We really couldn’t understand why the kids weren’t going to school at this point. And everyone was going stir crazy.

At this point, I had to drag the kids away from the video games, lest their brains begin to atrophy and turn to mush. I demanded reading of books and other non-screen activities. Eventually, I let them watch a movie. And after that, they drifted back to their games. The sheer amount of video games played in my house over the past week cannot be quantified by modern technology.

Can you guess what happened on Friday? Yep, no school. Again. By the time they go back to school on Monday (dear baby jeebus, let them have school on Monday!) they will have been home 13 out of the past 16 days.

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I love my kids. I really do. And I love spending time with them. But my current job is taking care of a very active baby and trying to get all the chores done over the course of the day, while chasing him around, saying, “No. No. Stop. Come back here. Don’t touch that. Etc.” I also need to go grocery shopping occasionally, and dragging 3 kids around the store is not a joy, let me tell you. I need my kids to go to school.

I really need my kids to go to school.

Because their mom isn’t just scrambled.  She’s completely fried.

A Day in the Life

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Since I’ve recently changed careers, going from a 9-5 career woman to a stay at home mom, things have been quite different in my life.  And since I am the only person who has ever changed from business mom to home with the kids mom, I figured that I’d give you all a little treat and do something really different . . . blog about it.  I know, it’s crazy!  It’s almost like I’m a . . . hmmm, what’s the term I’m looking for . . . I think I’ll call it, mommy blogging!  Sounds completely unique and creative, right?  And really, what could be more exciting for you than to hear all about how I take care of my kids and house all day, every day.  Buckle in, folks.  It’s gonna get bumpy!

Did you know that kids wake you up really early?  I know, what the hell, right? I figured once I quit my job and stayed home with the kids, I’d get to sleep in late, then take a long, luxurious bath while reading a book, getting out just before I became too pruney and right before it was time for my late morning nap.  But noooooo, the kids are all “F that noise!”  They wake me up and expect me to feed them.  Needy little bastards!

So I make a bottle for the baby and real breakfast for the older boys (I tried passing bottles all around, but they weren’t having it). Then the requisite emptying and refilling of the dishwasher (I might do about 18 loads of dishes a day . . . not sure how we dirty that many dishes!), before I can finally get a cup of coffee.  Has anyone heard about moms that never get to finish their coffee and it gets all cold and they reheat it a bunch of times over the course of the day, never getting to drink it?  Yeah, not me.  The one thing that is non-negotiable is that I get to drink that damn cup of coffee so that I can function for the rest of the day.

Once I pack up the boys’ lunches and get them on their bus, I put the baby down for a nap and grab a quick shower.  Then, obviously, I just lounge around all day with my feet up, eating bon bons while the maid serves me chilled beverages and massages my feet.  Or, as my kids believe, I just watch TV all day.  Ok, probably neither of those things.  Depends on the day, but sometimes I run errands once the baby wakes up, rushing to get home before lunch/nap time for him (and trying to keep him awake in the car so that I actually get a nap out of him after lunch).  Or, on the stay at home days, I alternate between doing laundry, cleaning up after my kids, organizing the house . . . and getting to play with the baby in his “baby jail.”

Mickey is our favorite!

Mickey is our favorite!

After I feed him lunch and put him down for his nap, I finally get to have my lunch, around 2:00.  And yes, I sit my ass in front of the TV at this point and eat my lunch.  Then I get back to cleaning up, etc.  Soon after, the boys arrive home from school and the baby wakes up.  This is my busiest time of the day because I’m juggling the kids’ homework, feeding the baby, making lunches, getting dinner ready and washing out bottles.

Once the kids are all fed their dinner, and if the weather is nice like it was all last week, we might go for a quick walk around the neighborhood before it gets too dark.  On one such walk we saw 13 deer on the hill behind our house (yes, we counted multiple times), were attacked by bats as we walked past one house (twice), and watched the sunset on our way back home.

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On days that it’s not warm and temperate, I usually just play with the baby in jail while I yell at my older boys to stop wrestling, which they ignore until someone gets an elbow in the eye and starts crying.  Yep, I have boys.  Good times.

Once I get the baby to bed, finish loading the rest of the dishes and wash the last bottle of the day, I finally sit down to eat my own dinner.  This is the time of day that I finally get to relax.  Unless there’s laundry that still needs to be folded.  Or my oldest son wants to read with me (we’re working our way through Harry Potter.  It has only taken us about 2 years and counting).  Or my middle child wants to show me some Lego creation he has made.  But otherwise, total relaxation!

So, as you can see, my life is perfection right now! Actually, I do not miss my old job at all.  But I do miss certain aspects of working out of the home.  I miss vacation days.  I miss conversations with adults.  I miss lunches out with friends.  I miss time alone in my office where I can check my email, Facebook and blog.  I miss being able to grocery shop by myself before coming home to the kids.

But . . . as much as I miss all of that, I wouldn’t go back if they paid me!  I mean, obviously I was being paid then and now all I make is bupkis.  But I do get paid in cuddles and giggles from the baby and lots of hugs from my older boys.  And really, who wouldn’t want to spend every waking minute with this gorgeous boy?

He's gorgeous, you'll just have to trust me on this.

He’s gorgeous, you’ll just have to trust me on this.