Last night's Zany Xander moment is brought to you by : The logical order of things...
Xander to Mommy: Seren is being mean!
Mommy: What is Seren doing?
Xander (in toddler speak): Serenity push me on the bed, try to make me fall off! She try to hurt me, make me die, then I will go to the doctor!
Mommy: All in that order?
Xander: Yup!
This morning's Serenism is brought to you by: Don't open the closet; you'll kill yourself!
A few weeks back, it was Seren's job to clean the bathroom floor. We discovered *this* just now. She insists she put this laundry in the hamper and Penny was responsible for the laundry under the sink.
Me: You mean to tell me that Penny dug out all of the laundry you put in the hamper and shoved it under the sink???
Seren: (insert crickets chirping here)
I'm posting this to air Seren's dirty laundry and expose the 'skeletons ' in her closet.
Tonight's Serenism is brought to you by: The #1 lesson in marketing.
Seren was showing me the school lunch menu for May she had in her binder and all of the circles she drew to indicate her choice for that day.
She explained: Notice how on all of the days we're given a choice of a brown rice bowl. However, when you choose it, it doesn't come in a bowl and the rice isn't even brown! They just put that there because they want you to feel like you're choosing something healthy to eat.
Not to brag, but I think she's an 8 year old genius if she's already got that ploy figured!
So, we bought an older Ford Expedition a couple of months ago with the keyless entry number pad on the door. We bought it from a used car dealer, so no one had a clue what the code was to open it that way. Mike and I didn't care because we have the remote controls. Seren had the combination figured in less than a half hour. 8 years old...
Xander, my 3 year old, was running around back and forth, often playing with a very large mirror we have against the wall but near the floor. The poor little guy tripped and smacked his forehead against it pretty hard.
As I was picking up my crying baby boy to console him, I heard his 5 year old sister, Penny say, "It's not the portal he thought it was. .."
In an effort to participate in a discussion among the kids about the quantity and quality of Daddy's farts, Evy offers: It's Daddy's animal instinct to leave his scent everywhere he goes...
We're all sick over here, so we're trying to get better by eating lots of soup for dinner. Evy dumps a bit of her glass of water on herself and we all laugh.
Evy: What?! I didn't do it!
Mommy: If you didn't dump water on yourself, then what happened?
Evy: The bowl of soup knocked the glass out of my hand!
Seren: I guess Evy has SOUP-ER powers!
