Thursday, November 13, 2008

Why I probably wont get the Parent of the Year award


Matthew came home with a note that I had to sign today. He was sent to the principal. Seems that today at school while he was playing the board game Scrabble, he spelled out the word "asshole". My first thought..."If that was a triple word score, I wonder how many points that would be?".....I grounded him. Of course.

Actual Conversations from my house 11.3.08


Cast of Characters:
Matthew age 10
Salamader (Alex) age 13
Bill Age 39
Me Age 26.5 (shut up!)

(Last night 8:30pm, Living room)

Matthew: I know what I want to get for my first tattoo!
Me: What?
Matthew: A Potato. On my Chest.
Me: Ummm...a baked potato?
Matthew: NOOO!!!!!
Matthew: Mashed (pause) with a little gravy on it.


(Last night 9:35pm, My bedroom, Alex's bedroom)

Bill picks up my long curly pony tail wig. He affixes it to the front of his pants where his zipper is. He leaves my bed room. I hear this...

Bill: (knocking on Alex's door) Alex....prepare to be scarred....LOOK AT MY PUBES!!
(I hear punching going on)
Alex: OWW!! I fell off my chair!
Bill: That'c cause you have a vagina!

WTF is with my family!?!?!!?