On the way home yesterday Charlotte and I were discussing “crushes” and I asked her if she had a crush on anyone. “Noooo” she replied. “Love is gross”.
“What do you mean love is gross?” I asked.
“It’s gross. The kissing, and the flowers, and the chocolates, and the ‘I love you’s’. Yuck! Well actually I like chocolate…the only reason I would ever date a boy would be for the chocolate”
Peter and I were discussing birthday’s and I jokingly said ” you know- my birthday is next month. What are you getting me?” And he said, “It’s a secret…” but a second later he whispered in my ear,”New jewelry”…”and a frying pan” he yelled. 😆
*Peter randomly wanders in to the office where I’m working and says, “Mom, do you know what you should get to keep you from feeling sick? (at this point I wonder what he’s talking about because I’m not sick or feeling sick…) Buckley’s. It tastes bad but it works”
Today the kids did the Terry Fox Run (well walk actually) and a minute ago Peter came into my room and said ” Terry wasn’t even a fox. His name was Terry the Fox and he was HUMAN!” 😂😂
Charlotte : (sniffing her hair after having just had a shower)…Mmm. You know what would be really great? If you grew a really big moustache and then used nice smelling conditioner on it. Then you could smell it ALL DAY.
We’re on our way home from the beach and as we pass the golf course Peter asks if we can go golfing. “Tomorrow buddy. Tee time is in the morning.” I told him.
“Do we have to drink real tea?” He asked.
We’re at the camper and like every night when we are camping, it’s a struggle to get the kids to go to sleep. I’m just about out of patience when Peter yells,” Mom! Go tell those people to stop partying!” I listen and hear nothing. “There is no party Peter.” I say.
“Yes there is! I see flashing lights! They have a disco ball and I can’t even sleep!”