Henry Ward Beecher
Helen Keller
mwoah ah ah
No, I'm not crazy.
I am a work in progress and so is this.
Let's explore the convoluted workings of my mind.
*cough* *cough*
I'm not.
I'm not!
I'M NOT! I'M NOT!! I'M NOT!!!
Now what was I saying again?
Posted by Misha at Wednesday, March 18, 2009 0 comments
"Mmmmm. The tire smells good!"
"Mom, you should eat only carrots. Then you'll be skinny like me."
The Y's will:
Posted by Misha at Thursday, March 05, 2009 0 comments
Labels: Ha Ha, Starring my son
Yesterday I got a bit ticked off. Okay, I'm still ticked off. Very.
I think I must look very approachable, because I seem to get random strangers coming up to me and feeling comfortable in giving me their unrequested 2 cents. This time we were at the Salvation Army store. EZ was thrilled to find an Easy Bake oven and showed it off to me.
An old European lady comes up and says it's not for boys. Um, excuse me?! WTF?! I wanted to give her a piece of my mind (not to mention my fist and my foot)!
I buy my son things like strollers and dolls to play with. I tell him pink is not only for girls, that there are no "boy" toys or "girl" toys. Here I am trying to teach my son to be fair and open-minded, teach him not to be biased, and this stranger comes up and just is unthinkingly undoing it all.
Can someone teach me how to have that "if you come up to me I may bite" look?? This really bugs me. I'm thinking of getting a sign that reads "No trespassers. Beware of Mom." *sigh* Really, how does one perfect that "talk to me and die" look?
The one thing I am grateful for is that she did not greatly impact Z. It took him less than a second to brush off her comment. What a confident, bright child he is!
I did set him straight on the subject, and I made sure his dad reinforced the facts and how wrong this lady was. WRONG!
So, if you have any tips for me, post them. I really need to look mean and (b)itchy. I want to be a Queen B.
Posted by Misha at Thursday, February 12, 2009 1 comments
Labels: Divergence, Journal