I would like to blog every day. I really would. I have the desire to. Unfortunately, everybody and their mother needs this or that.....so by the time I actually get to the computer, my mind blanks and I have nothing to write about that I can remember.
So........the few things that I remember.....
Last night, I was feeling quite 'Meh.'. Jesse was already in bed at the time, so I laid down as well. The dogs jumped up on the bed as usual. They always wait for me to lay down before they hop up on the bed. I guess they don't want to waste energy if I don't plan on staying upstairs or something. Anyway, I laid down and said "Am I pretty?"
Jesse said "No."
"No?" I repled.
"No.", he said. "You're beautiful. Inside and outside"
I sighed, and he said "Listen.....you are beautiful, and anybody can see that.....but, who do you think you treat better......the kids or the dogs?"
(Yeah.....I was a little confused with that, but okay....)
"The kids?" I said.
"Right. See, you treat the kids so good, but the thing is.....kids are ungrateful. They don't let you know how beautiful you are inside. But these dogs.....look at them. They follow you everywhere, do anything you ask.....all they want is to be with you because you love them with your whole heart and they know it. So, yes.....you're beautiful inside and out."
and then...... I started to cry.
He's not that eloquent.....sometimes things come out of his mouth that make me want to stab him with a spork.....but sometimes......sometimes.......he says all the right things.
Ending that 'awwww' moment and moving on to my lovely children..........
Many of you know....my youngest child is 10. Actually, alot of you were blogging with me from the beginning when he was 4 or 5 (I think).
Adrian......dear, dear child of mine.
He's growing up at record speed and yet, he still needs his mom.
We have our laptops on the dining room table. That's where we hang out most of the time because we have a living room that is open to the dining room. We're all together. My computer is at the end of the table. The other computer is right next to me.
That being said, if I need to get up to go into the kitchen, I walk past the other computer.
(Is anyone seeing where this is going?)
I got up.....walked past Adrian at the computer......glanced at what he was doing....and just about choked on my tongue.
I stopped in my tracks, and he looked up at me. I said "Um.....Adrian......this is.....uhhhhh...."
"Awkward?" he said.
"Yessssss....but.....uhh.....this is something that you might be looking at in private.....I....uhhhh"
(not to say that I condone this, but anyway......)
He says "Yeah, but Ryan won't let me take her computer up to my room." TOTAL STRAIGHT FACE!
oh. my. goodness. gracious.
So. Porn is easily accessible on YouTube. :sigh:: I thought 10 years old was kinda young to have 'The Talk'. but I guess not.
Unrelated........another story about Adrian.
...a few days ago, we were at Mervyns (which is a department store for those of you unaware). Heelys were on sale. $25! Jesse has been wanting to get some for Adrian since last Christmas. Of course, he bought them. Now, I should say that my children did not inherit the coordination gene. Jesse is extremely coordinated. Me? Not so much.
Adrian was practicing 'walking' in my bathroom. 5 seconds into it, he fell on his butt, jacked up his wrist, was crying, and claimed he was not putting those shoes on again.
So in one day, he was checking out chicks and sobbing into my shoulder. Oy.....he's going to be the challenging one of the three....