My lovely Lu is now 13 years old. She is special to me in every way. She is a kind and compassionate person. She is so friendly and loves to talk. She tells stories like she is writing a book and some times I wish she would finish so I can complete a task or something. But I am still glad she wants to tell me the stories. However, just like her wonderful Mom, SuperMom, she often gets me in positions that have me asking myself "How did this happen?". One of these instances is happening this week. See, Lu being forgetful, forgot that she promised a neighbor that she would walk and feed his dog all week when we were discussing the family's trip out of town. So earlier this week, Lu left with SuperMom and the boys to visit my family. This left me with the job of walking and feeding the neighbor's dog. Now, I have a full time job; I am the president of a consulting company that has seven employees; and I am a third owner of a real estate company. All three of these take up a good bit of my time. So during every walk in the morning before I go to work, every walk after work, and every walk before I go to bed, I can't help but think about the $3.34 that I am making for each trip. With all of the money from my new part-time job, I will almost be able to take my lovely Lu out to dinner. Oh well, I just hope the two boys are smarter than I am and stay out of all the messes I got and get into because of the ladies in my life.
A couple of days ago, I contacted my brother via text about our great big dog staying at his house one night while my family was in town. He replied that it was ok, but was busy and decided to call me later. When he called, I was in the car with the three kids going somewhere. As I am known to do, I told him that he was on speaker phone when he called. I didn't say the kids were in the car, because most of the people I talk to have small kids and know that is a signal that my kids are in the car. I assume that my brother didn't get that meaning. Apparently, he thought I was telling him, to explain why it was a little noisy. So we discussed the dog staying the night while the family traveled to pick me up from the airport in Atlanta. So he asked if the dog liked cats. I replied that I didn't know. To this he replied that he has a couple dogs and 4 f'ing cats. I then picked up the phone to finish the conversation. No need for the three little ones to be hearing some more accidental words. Lu noticed the comment, but didn't say anything. She just gave me the look. I assume she has heard the same at school. I also assumed the two boys didn't hear it. So fast forward to yesterday. Jr tells SuperMom, that he wants to visit Uncle XX, because he wants to see his f'ing cats. SuperMom shocked, asked "What did you say?". To which, Jr replies "I want to see Uncle XX's f'ing cats". Now SuperMom goes through the discussion that we don't say that word and that it is an adult word. To this Jr replies, "No it is the type of cats that Uncle XX has. I don't what type that is, but that is what he has." Again, SuperMom has to explain the use of that word and that he was not to say it, etc. Jr. then says, "well I still want to see his cats". In case you don't know Jr., he must think he is a comedian, because he says the craziest things. I often am torn between beating him and telling him that was funny. |
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CategoriesAuthorPracticing medical physicist trying to raise three kids in the south. |