I just found this wonderful blog event , Scrolling Saturday, that I must participate in. Saturdays tend to be so busy so it's a great time to look back at some of my older posts.
The following took place last summer during the pre-renovation panic phase of our year.
The Time: Saturday morning, post-post- winning soccer game (7-0); post- last-minute waterfight playdate for Liam; pre-swimming date at best friend's house.
The Background : We've just come to the realization that we booked the tile-guy for a job eight weeks from now, and we have not yet chosen a tile. We need almost 900 square feet. Could be an issue. Decide to pack all the stuff needed for the afternoon, and then the kids, to check out a couple of places only open until 4 PM.
The Place: In the minivan, on 16th avenue, en route to tile place.
The Conversation: Me (as I'm checking behind my shoulder for the pink life-saving electronic device housing the Backyardigans DVD; I don't see it) : "Oh, little girl's fallen asleep already, so I guess we don't need it"
DH: "Yeah, yeah, I brought it, it's somewhere, just don't know where I put it"
Me: "Good, if we take too long we're going to need it."
Sound effects: GALLOPING ON THE ROOF AND THEN A THUD.
Me: "What was that?"
DH: "Oh shit, that was the DVD player. I must have put it on the van when I was buckling her in."
L-ster: "Yeah, I saw the flash of pink. It bounced off the road and the car behind us hit it on the side. Cool!"
Me: "Great, the DVD rental is in there."
DH: "We'd better go back to get it, don't want to cause any accidents"
The Next Steps: DH drives around the block, parks, then hops out of the van and runs around the corner to get it.
Meanwhile, back in the van...
Me in frustration (warning, don't do this, as it's not nice to call people names, and kids have great memories): "Your Dad can be such a knob. Why put it on top where you can't see it? All he had to do was buckle your sister in while I had to pack everything and act as beast of burden with 5 bags to load up the van... blah, blah..."
L-ster: "Mom, are you ever going to forgive Dad?"
Me (after a brief pause): "Yeah, I guess I'll have to."
DH gets back in the van. "Were you guys laughing at me running?"
L-ster: "No, but Mom forgives you. Besides, she's put one of my mad science projects up there once."
The Lesson: I keep forgetting my kid's memory - I guess he's taken what's left of his parents' combined.
Wear a helmet if you're walking in my neighbourhood.
16 comments:
i'm laughing so hard because...i always put stuff on my car roof...and leave it there!! coffee, my oldest sons school pictures when he was in preschool...so, i can relate!! but...usually, i leave liquids so, you need an umbrella in my neighborhood!
i'm so glad you participated!! loved the post! and...welcome to scrolling saturday!
What a hilarious story. We have all put something on the roof only to drive away and forget about it.
Oh and my oldest has a memory just like Liam's. Do you think it will last?
Doubtful huh?!
Very funny...at least you guys didn't put a kid up there! Heard that happened to someone once...
Thanks for sharing!
That was hilarious! Kids have an amazing memory, so good at calling us on something.
Was the DVD player ok? What about the rental?
Your kids are gorgeous. Oh, and thanks for stopping by, it was nice to see your name over there.
The traumatic experience of leaving my coffee up there once was enough to ensure I'd never do it again.
LOVE your blog and your name, lol! Great stuff, bloghoppin' before we go out for Margs, have a great evening!
LOL! I've probably lost about $100 in Starbucks coffee that way! (love it, I have a Liam also)
DrunkenHoney~BlogHoppin'
Hey I just posted the winner of the t shirt contest...GO SEE! GO SEE!!
I did this with my keys once.. got out of the car at the park, put my keys on the car, locked the car with my purse, cell phone, etc inside. Thought my keys were in there too. My sister in law was with me and walked the mile to my house and back to climb in a window and get the extra car key... then when we were finally on the way home, heard the keys go flying off the car into the road. Duh.
That is such a great story!! Thanks for the laugh! I lose countless sodas that way...
--TooMuchVino
I followed a lady just this week for over 1/2 a mile leaving a trail of flying mittens, knit hats and shoes. I felt sorry for the poor kid losing all her winter warmies.
You didn't? LOL. I have TOTALLY done that.
If we admit to doing something like that here in Blogosphere, does that mean it never happened?!?! I have left books, backpacks, keys, and my favorite coffee travel-mug from Starbucks full of coffee (among other things!) up there.
And why can kids remember stuff like that, yet, canNOT remember where their coat, or book, or (insert any object they can't find, yet you can see, here!)is located.
Oh, that's a funny story! I will definitely wear a hard hat if I come to visit your neighborhood! :) Don't feel bad, we've all done that at least once. I did that with leftover food from a restaurant. It was fettucini Alfredo in one of those styrofoam containers. Wasn't pretty!
Lizzy
That's so funny - they don't miss a thing do they?
This is one of my favourite posts! LOL!
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