Laughing

 So my husband always ends up making friends with the weirdest people. The other day this dude just barges in my house even though Jon had shut the door so we could talk privately. And you know what he says to me as his drunk self is staggering in my kitchen..." WOMAN HEY WOMAN YOU NEED TO MEET MY WOMAN CAUSE YOU BOTH HAVE KIDS". Strike one....your a drunk. Strike two...you just referred to me as Woman....Strike three...you think Im "just" a mom. So I have been trying extremely hard to control my temper toward idiots like this. So I did the polite thing and just started laughing. Okay maybe that wasn't the politest thing but my first choice would have just been knocking his bum out.

So I dont really have a nick name for Jon. I always just call him Jon or Jonathon. So Adam our two year old has started calling him Jon instead of daddy. I thought it was funny. Anyways earlier today Adam walks about to him and is saying  Jon Jon Jon trying to get his attention. And Jon says to me " you need to call me something else like babe or sir. " Oh gosh I almost fell out of the chair I was laughing so hard.

The other day I put Michael on the bus and Adam was still sleeping so I decided I was going back to bed. Well Mr Adam didn't wake me up when he got up. So all of a sudden I am smelling peanut butter like right in front of me. So I open my eyes and there's Adam covered head to toe in peanut butter. All I could think was thank god it wasnt poop right. 

Oh man my boys can be turds though too. They work together and team up against me sometimes and Im just like GAHH! Will it ever get easier. And then I am totally like Nope probably not. But then I think about how bored I get after they go to bed. Which I like them going to bed cause I do need breaks but its always quiet. And sometimes Im like ooohhh I just want to go to the store by myself. But then I get there and I am lonely. Or sometimes if its just me and Jon in the car and and I see cows Im like OH LOOK COWS and the worst part is I start MOOING...yes I said MOOING. And then its like whoopsy daisys the kids arent with me.

It makes you realize how unimportant some things are. And how the littlest thing can make your whole world spin around. If my kids have taught me anything its defiantly to lighten up and enjoy them and laugh at them being goofy because one day it wont be like that.