......we need you.
Here are just a few examples of the wild fire spread by the small people here.....
"Mommy? This fell off the 'puter." Chachi said to me as she put a small piece of plastic in my hand.
"What's this?" I asked as I inspected it a little closer.
"What! The 'enter' key doesn't just FALL off the computer!" I screamed.
"Who broke the lamb in the nativity set? And why is the Wise Man missing his myrrh?"
"HE did it!" Chachi pointed.
"Nut-ah. SHE did!" Stink pointed back.
"Where did all the ornaments from the Christmas tree go?" I asked today.
"I dunno." they answered in unison.
Later on, as I looked under my bed for Stink's ball, I found my answer.
Who does that?
And since it is the holiday season, I have tried to use Santa to my advantage......
"Hey kiddos. You know what?" I began.
"What Mommy?" they asked.
"Santa has his invisible elves all over making a list of who's naughty or nice."
Kids listening intently.
"Last I heard, you two were on the naughty side."
"Nut-ah Mommy!" Stink said.
"Yea right!" Chachi sang.
"Oh, there's one right now!" I yelled and pointed to the hallway. Only Mommys and Daddys can see them!" I said.
"Where? Where?" they screamed out as their little heads turned to and fro.
"Right there! Can you see it! You better be on your best behavior!" I reminded them.
It was shortly after that the nativity was ransacked.
Nothing scares these devil-spawns. I blame their Father, just so you know.
Last one for good measure.....
This Saturday the kid's had a Holiday party to attend complete with some popular cartoon characters.
"Look Mommy! It's Elmo!" they pointed out, "And Dora!"
"Let's go say hi!" I told them.
For a short time, the kids had a blast shaking hands and dancing with the characters.
"Okay kids! Let someone else have a chance now." I said, "Say bye to Dora."
"Bye Dora!" Chachi waved.
Dora bent down to give them a hug, and just as I was about to snap a picture, IT happened. The wind- up of the leg. The recoil of the giant stuffed Latina. The swing. The wince. The smirk on the face of the little imp.
"Stink! Say your sorry for kicking Dora!" I screamed as I scanned the area to see if any of the other parents caught the horrifying act.
See what I mean? Do they have boot camp for toddlers?





I talked about this on my blog today, but yeah, the Elf on a Shelf tradition (linked on today's post - click my name below). I'm definitely doing that next year!
Posted by: Rachel | 18 December 2008 at 04:21 PM
I just heard about it this year, but apparently some people have a tradition of buying an elf doll and hiding it in different places every night. The story goes that the elf is there to keep an eye out for Santa, and it's a game for the kids to try to figure out his new hiding place every morning. Maybe they would have time for one less destructive act every day?
Posted by: Burgh Baby | 18 December 2008 at 11:00 AM
If there is a boot camp for the little devil spawns as you call them, have I got a few cell mates for you. My girls have been down right unbearable lately. Nothing gets them to behave for more than 10 minutes.
When I tell my 7 year old that if she keeps it up Santa will only bring her coal - she told me "that's ok - I like coal!" Uughhhh!
I went so far tonight as telling the girls I was taking the tree down. I sure hope they shape up cause I really don't want to take the tree down.
Good luck - I hope your little devils become angels soon!
Posted by: Kim @ Situationally Single Mom | 17 December 2008 at 09:32 PM