the fuuuuun has ariiiiived

thats my most favorite cinematic moment out of disney's *tarzan* i like to think that terkoz & i share a striking resemblance.

my sister called last night and we caught up on the latest news in the midwest and the south, pausing to lament often about the eerily similar phases our kids are going thru, and how in the space of single, solitary moments, they can make you feel completely under-appreciated. her latest incident revolved around cooking dinner the other night. she'd asked my brother in law to help her with the fry bread. later, she overheard her 8 year old mention over the phone that, "yah...dad pretty much does all the cooking".

now if you knew my sister and knew anything of our background, coming from a solid line of awesome cooks, you'd know how much the both of us take great pride in our cooking abilities. (much to the confusion of mom, who i'm sure felt like we were just rolling up her recipe pages and smoking them when we were younger, for all her efforts in the kitchen. ) but that's one thing we inherited and are grateful for. we're both immensely happy to tie an apron on.

so mason's comment kind of deflated her balloon.

bella takes these opportunites often. last weekend when she spent the night at her nana's, she informed them that i never make her brush her teeth. i've let her off the hook twice. twice, mind you, on a friday night. her nightly groans and moans revolved around brushing her hair and teeth pretty much fall on deaf ears now. but because i'm a rad cool mom, i've let her choose on a couple occasions to do one or the other, cuz its *friday*. and all of a sudden i'm an oral delinquent.

lately, its revolved around her school lunches. i try to mix things up abit, instead of the same old sandwich and granola bar. but do i get a gold star for going the extra mile? no. instead, to date, i've sent her the following:

*a "rotting peach that was slimy inside and she got to scare the boys cuz she pretended to search for worms, and her best friend randi felt sorry for her that her mama sent her rotten fruit and then the lunch lady had to come over and make her throw it out."

*a portion of what i call a burrito bake, that "looked like throwup". to hear tell, i traumatized the whole of 3rd grade, with this one, as she proceeded to take it up a notch by making gagging sounds with every bite. again, with the lunch lady, who evidently smelled it and said it seemed fine to her.

* "ummmm, mama? hearts and stars cut-outs on sandwiches were kinda like, for second grade."

* a perfectly good banana, ok? it was fine and yellow when it left the house. however, it had evidently fermented in the 4 hours it sat in her bag, for it was "rotted, and slimed her entire lunch box and she smelled like banana mush for the whole entire rest of the whole day".

so in effort to remove my gross mom status before parents day, she helped me make peanut butter sushi rolls last night, courtesy of one of the most creative moms ever .

lets hope this scores me brownie points.

in better news, fall is officially here, kids. and i love it. i've spent my morning off, sorting thru the mountains of papers that i somehow always accumulate. i've also compiled a short list of things to be thankful for, in the process:

*although the reverse is out on my neon, at least the transmission hasn't dropped out from under me yet. and while i'm sure i give the postman a real thrill, every time i stop by and have to flintstone my way out of the parking lot, at least i have legs to do so.

*although i now house 2 of the most stupidest dogs ever, they're a great substitute for the garbage disposal i was supposed to have.

*as the weather gets cooler, so does the time come to pull out the pants and long sleeved sweaters. i did so, yesterday, and much to my delight, my fat jeans still fit. another seasonal crisis averted.

that is all.