TGIF!

Thank Goodness it's Friday! It is cold and rainy all day. And nothing says it's springtime than 41 degree weather and the smell of dead worms on pavement! BLECH! We need the rain for all the lovely trees to bud and every thing will pollinate and drive my poor nose nuts.

Tonight the cavelings and I ran some errands. First we stopped at the bank to deposit some money. Yay, money going in the bank and not out!

Next we stopped at Quizno's to use the bathrooms. Apparently the boys didn't have to go potty before we left the house even though I mentioned at least three times before leaving the house that they should go because we had several stops to make. Their reply "We didn't have to go then!" Oh, of course you didn't.

Then we made a quick stop at Clair's since it was just next door to Quizno's so Mom could buy some new hair sticks. I need some black ones to wear when I wear a black outfit. All I have is brown sticks. So I bought a longer pair of brown and black hair sticks. I just love hair sticks. So simple and easy and no pony tail head ache. The boys of course did not really want to go into the girl store, but they humored me and I hurried up and made my choices and paid. Their patience was pretty thin there.

The next stop was the pet store to look at the cats, fish, lizards, and snakes. So we met some new cats that are up for adoption that the little caveman memorized their names and where they came from. We ran into the neighbor girls who babysit some times and they had their new little absolutely adorable puppy with. Oh man he is so cute. He's a miniature husky, so dang cute. Makes you want to just run out and get one. We also ran into Klaus the super sweet and lovable Great Dane. He is such a handsome dog too. I'd like to bring Klaus home too, but no way would I want to clean up Klaus' poop in my yard. And Klaus would be fun cuz he could drag the kids around like he was a horse. Sam was petting him and Klaus (eye to eye with Sam) gave Sam a big sloppy kiss. So we were done at the pet store.

Our next stop was the grocery store. We had to purchase our items to bake Sam's birthday cake for tomorrow. I am making a dairy free, round, double layer cake with white frosting and Oreo cookies. YUMMY!! Sam wanted purple and pink frosting (his favorite colors) but I said no. Dad would have a cow if we did that. Although he is the birthday boy he should get whatever kind of cake he wants. But I just couldn't bring myself to make a purple and pink Oreo cookie cake.

We got home, unloaded the groceries. I made the kids their dinner, then got to baking the cake. The cake is out of the oven now and I am just waiting for it to cool before I can decorate it. I bought an extra can of frosting because I know how much Sam loves frosting. I think I'll dye the left over frosting pink and let Sam just eat the frosting that way.

Modest Cavemen

My cavemen are so modest when it comes to bathroom duties. Ha ha ha! My 8 year old was in the bathroom and came running out throwing his undies saying "Mom, I need new undies, these have bacon strips!" Then he threw them towards me. EW!! Only a caveman would throw undies with a bacon strip on them at his mother. So I said to the little caveman, "Go wipe your butt!"

He replies "Why?"

"Cuz, that's nasty."

So he takes another wet wipe, sticks it between his butt cheeks & and says "Look, Mom, I have a tail!"

Why, are boys not modest when it comes to the bathroom??

I am really living with cavemen!

A mother's solitude

Solitude is something mothers are always trying to find. It's one of the great mysteries of life. "Where can I find solitude in my home?" My mother always found her solitude in the bathroom. Growing up we only had one bathroom for the whole family to share. So between a mom & a dad (who could often times be heard snoring while on the John) and 3 girls, it was a busy room. My mom would bring a novel with her and I never could figure out why. My sisters and I would just know. Mom's in the bathroom, don't bother her. So if you had to use the bathroom while mom was in there or if dad was snoring in there, you better run to a friends house or go in your pants.
With that said....We have 2 bathrooms in our house. It never fails that when I walk into the bathroom I am suddenly followed by all 3 cats. Why is it that all 3 cats insist on being in the bathroom with ME? They don't do that to the kids or the husband. If they miss their window of opportunity to get in there before I shut the door, then they paw at the door until I let them in. If I ignore them, they bang on the door and reach their cute little paws as far as they can under the door. This is proceeded by one of the caveman children to shout "MOM, MOM, MOM, I need you!"
I shout "I'm busy, it'll have to wait."
They shout back "I'm Hungry!"
Which is funny because I just gave them a snack & asked if they needed anything before I went and locked myself into the bathroom with the cats.
Then I'll hear pounding on the door.
"Mom, open the door, the cat wants in."
Um...they can just wait.
"Mom, I gotta go potty."
"Go downstairs, I'm using this one for a while"
"I don't wanna go downstairs, there's no one down there."
"Well, you're gonna have to hold it then"
"Can't you go downstairs?" Hmmmm.....now I think of that.

So the next time I use the downstairs bathroom as to not disrupt the fates of the caveman's underpants.
"MOM! MOM! Where are you? MOM!! MOMM! WE NEED YOU!!"
I shout "I'M DOWNSTAIRS IN THE BATHROOM!"
"WHAT!?"
This goes on. Then cats pounding on the door.
Finally one of the cavemen children comes downstairs.
"Mom, are you in there?"
"Yes,"
"Oh, we couldn't find you. I need a drink of water. Open the door, the cats want in."
"You'll all have to wait, and you're old enough to get the water for yourself."
Sure enough when I exit the downstairs bathroom, 3 cats run in and the caveman child still needs a drink of water.
So, back to the mystery of life...."Where do I find solitude in my house?" No room is sacred. They always find me.