Definition of the Day

Box of Sadness, Isolation, and Despair:

(n). The place where my kids' electronics go when they don't clean their rooms.

Aspirations

I was having a serious discussion with the boy about his grades, which are below our expectation.  

"I just don't see why I should care more, Mom."

Damn.  That's a fair question.

"Well, everything in which you are interested for a career requires college.  Getting in to the college you want requires good grades in high school.  And good grades in high school are much easier if you practice getting good grades in middle school."

Ha!  Good answer, mom!

"Yeah, I've been thinking about that."

Son of a bitch.

"You know, mom, there are lots of ways to make money in the Internet.  I'm good at computers.  And I wouldn't have to get up and go to work.  Or, you know, get on pants."

What the...

My son and his friend created a board game.  It's called "Disease or Cheesecake".  Yep.  You can get Ebola or a delicious pecan cheesecake all in one convenient place.

Nice Try

Last night, I informed my youngest that since she had been allowed to go over to her friend Maddie's house without doing her chores yesterday, that today after school she was to come right home and clean her room.

This morning on thier way to school, The Husband told her that she should not go to Maddie's after school as she usually does on Tuesday, but instead come right home after school and clean her room.  

Ten minutes after school let out I had two missed calls and the following text from Maddie's mom:

Hey mum can I go to Maddies to work on homework I'm already there so plz respond and don't be mad I'm here.  _Emily

I'm sry that my righting is a bit offf.  My head hrt from banging on my desk at work.  But ifs better now.  Also, wine us OSM!!!!!!!'

Feet

Me to Declan:  You kind of smell like feet.  

Declan:  That's because I have feet.

Where's dad???

I came home and asked the boy where his dad was.  He muted the microphone on his headset and told me, "um, he's downstairs cursing at sports."

What the What

Overheard Dec playing an online game while Skyping with some friends:  "I got the bubble gum and I didn't even have to go near the volcano!!"

Smarter, not Harder

Isa was bragging about a grade.  This doesn't happen much, as she doesn't usually care much.  She had my attention.

"We were supposed to pick a building or monument that is recognized around the world.  Then, we had to build it out of Legos.  Our grade was only based on how accurately we made ours look like the real thing.  My friends were picking the Eiffel Tower, the Leaning Tower of Pisa, and other stuff.  Well, I thought about it and I built the Washington Monument.  I finished in three minutes!"

"What grade did you get?"

"An 'A'!  Mom, the Washington Monument is just straight..."

Ummm, yeah

At 12:45 am, Isa came into the room.  

"So.  It's 2015.  Now what?"

Yep.