MIsmatched

Rhett came home from school today and I could only see one of his socks. There have been many a day that I look down only to see that he has not worn ANY socks so naturally I figured he just put one on and ran out the door. Nope. Turns out he did, indeed, wear two socks.....One from a pack of socks we bought at Costco accidentally that were meant for someone with really, really huge feet and the other? An infant sock that never made it to the Goodwill. An infant sock. It literally covered his toes and a small portion of the ball of his foot. I just had to document the size difference because it cracked us up. Rhett.....he always makes my life funnier:)

Quotable Quotes

Ahh....Rhett. He STILL makes me laugh nearly every.single.day. He's full of confidence and full of himself! I told him last night that I was laying a nice shirt out for school the next day. He sighed and groaned and said, "Why???" and I replied, "Because it's school picture day and I want you to look decent." To which HE replied, "I don't even get school pictures. I mean, every single parent KNOWS what their kid looks like so why do we need picture day anyway? Picture day is so annoying." His rationale made me giggle:) With the way my memory is working, and with my brain being full to capacity with "to do" stuff I probably WILL need pictures to identify which kid is whom soon! 

You Want What?

For a solid at least 6 weeks my little, pink bow wearing, doll playing prissy pants girl has answered the SAME thing every time she's asked, "What do you want for Christmas?" And here's her answer:

I finally taped it so that no one would think I'm lying. A skeleton. A SKELETON! What little girl asks for a skeleton for Christmas?? We're pretty sure it stems back to a Halloween costume her buddy wore that she was apparently enamored with. Who knows. The funny thing is, we went to see Ol' Saint Nick at the mall: (here's a picture of the picture....side note: forget trying to get your big kids to dress up for this event. I saw all of these other parents with boys in little bow ties and khaki pants and whatnot. I'd be a happy gal if I could just get Cade to NOT wear wind pants every day of his life...sigh.) Anyhoo, the picture:

So, after months of "skeleton" Princess Petunia climbed up in this strange man's lap and when he asked her in his deep Santa voice, "Well, what would yoooou like for Christmas, Little Girl?" She stares up at him and in the most sugar pie voice says, "A baaaby dollll". WHAT!!!!???? Where did that come from? Crazy kid. She's gettin' nothing but skeletons from me. 

On a funny side note, this Santa was fantastic. He called Bobby and me over while the kids were still sitting there and let us know that he can't bring everyone electronics but the children would be very happy with the things that he did bring. And he added, "I let them know that the most important thing is not gifts but our health and that we have moms and dads that love us very much" which I thought was so nice of him to say. The funny part is that as we were walking away Grant pipes in and says with such a confused face, "I just don't get why Santa said Christmas wasn't about presents but it was about his elves....what's up with that?" To which I cracked up and said, "Your health, son, your hhhhealllth. Not elves!" I'm so glad I got that cleared up!! Kids never cease to make me laugh:)