We ran out of gas--100 feet from the gas station. BUT, we didn't run out of gas in the middle of the Columbia Gorge on I-84 when it was pouring rain. And for that, we thanked the Lord, a thousand times over.
Sure, we felt stupid that we ran out of gas. I could explain to you all the circumstances that led to us running out of gas, but they really aren't that great of excuses. It just happened, and we had a choice of what kind of reaction to show our children.
The real laugh came after we got the vehicle running again and headed to McDonalds. Yes, that's right, McDonalds. Barf. Unfortunately, it was our best option, especially considering that Josh had been crying on and off for an hour because he was starving and I didn't plan ahead enough to have snacks for him in the car. The boys and I walked into McDonalds, and Sam exclaims, "But, mom, McDonalds is bad for us!!" Yes, Sam, I'm aware. So the boys had their first happy meal ever (yes, we're that weird allergy food family).
BUT, we were heroes in our kids' minds. "Mom, Dad, thank you SO much for taking us to McDonalds and letting us play on the jungle gym." Ha. So, we're laughing and not crying. You have to count your victories!
So, here's another story that may make you laugh. A couple weeks ago, I was working with the boys to start having the daily chore of clearing the dinner table. Seth asked if they would be paid for their chore (we've had them work for money before). I let them know that they would not be paid. Seth's indignant response, "But mom, that's slavery!"
Finally, I found an old draft of "Oh the Thing They Say," that I haven't published yet. These are a bit outdated (maybe 6 months old). They are still just as sweet, though:
-“What do you want to be when you grow up?” Sam: “Hum…I don’t know. There are so many good options.”
-Sam, “How do they take pictures of planets when they don’t talk?” No need for Ben to reply as Seth jumped in with this solution, “They take the pictures without saying ‘cheese.’”
-My mom was reading the boys Cinderella from an old classic fairytale book with beautiful illustrations. When they saw a picture of Cinderella dressed up for the ball, they told my mom, “That looks like mommy when she dresses up for a date!” So sweet!
-Seth tells me, “I like that sweatshirt on you mommy.” (Pauses, looks down at my feet). “But you’d look better if your toenails were painted.” All the tact of his father.
-Sammy, pointing at the water heater and furnace, says to Seth, “Yah, and if you touch them, then you get smaller and smaller and smaller and then you die.” Seth nods. I ask, “Where did you hear that, Sam?” Sam replies, “Because, they are so hot.” Ah, son, I totally understand your logic.
And a post would not be complete without pictures. Here's pictures of the boys with their favorite little animals. Josh is crying because he only wanted to hold the boys' monkeys, and I just wanted a picture of him with his favorite Piglet. He was smiling by the end, though.
Before I took the money away from him
Sammy
Seth
So angry!
Pathetic
Brothers!
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