Life is funny

Lorso: “I’m back with the burritos!”

Me: *pounce*

Lorso: “The one with the ‘B’ on it is mine. You know, because ‘B’ is for Boy. And I’m a Boy.”

Me: “Oh, really. Well why does mine have a ‘V’ on it then, Mr. Cleverpants?”

Lorso: “Duh. ‘V’ is for VAGINA.”

When you write a blog that is of the daily variety, some days you sit down at the computer and open up the writing page of said blog and all you can think to write is BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH DEE BLAH.

Hello, and welcome to That Day.

I wouldn’t really even have time to write today, except that Bug has a playdate over, which means that I actually have a second to sit down on the couch and surf the web, uh, I mean, to clean the house and prepare for dinner and other totally productive like things.

Playdates are fantastic, except for one thing. The mess. And also the mediating. Oh, and the decibel level. But otherwise! For one thing, I don’t have to play cars or pretend to be a giraffe or LOOK AT THIS MOMMY for like a whole 3 hours!

On the other hand….

Um, so, you know, you decide.

As I pull out of our driveway directly in front of a truck.

Us: SCREEEEEEEEECH!

Truck: HONK!

Me: *Expletive*

Bug: Whoa! Bad timing, Mom!

Three day weekend + sick kid on Sunday (legally sanctioned church hooky) + empty walls + 25 weeks pregnant = NESTYNESTNESTNESTYNEST

And so the dining room, she is finished:

All those chairs you see (and there is one other out of the picture) were painstakingly assembled by the Lorso. Light fixture installed by Lorso and a friend. Walls painted by me, Bug and L. The Louvre-worthy artwork you see on the walls is left, a Lorso original, and right, a Bug/Racher masterpiece. CAN YOU DIG IT.

Now we tackle the study and the bedroom. More wall painting, furniture rearranging and picture hanging galore! You can almost hear Lorso’s hair turning gray as I type those sentences.

Bug was excited about the “chicken hat” he made at school and wore it for most of the day yesterday.

Including the hour and a half that we symbolically celebrated the freedom of America by locking ourselves out of the house. God Bless America.