Phobic...

Z: Did I tell you I'm afraid of snakes?
Mom: Since when?
Z: Since now. I just decided.
Mom: Oh. Okay.
Z: Remember that time at the zoo when they were feeding all the snakes those dead rats? That was totally sweet!
Mom: People who are afraid of snakes probably didn't think so. I certainly didn't think it was cool.
Z: Oh. (pregnant pause) Turns out I'm afraid of lizards instead.

True Story...

Today I was playing Christmas music and when M heard the line "Don we now our gay apparel" he asked if it meant happy or that "other kind of gay". I was quite horrified until he followed it up with, "you know, ben gay or something". Yes, M, it means happy.

Ouch...

Z: Remember that time daddy beat you up? I was watching, remember? And I was so sad you got beat.
M: Mom wouldn't get beat if she was good.

(Before you call the police please note that we were discussing the time Chris and I played boxing on the Wii. They didn't get why I was laughing.)

That's Logical...

"M, stop using logic all the time! Logic is not good! Logic never got anybody anything! No good will ever come from you using logic!!!"

Thanks for the help, Z....

Letters I've Been Meaning To Write...

Dear Eggo,

Thank you for creating such a tasty and filling breakfast. Your waffles may not be nutritious, but my kids can make themselves and that makes up for pretty much anything.

Sincerely,
Busymommy

Dear Dairy Queen,

We visited one of your restaurants recently and your cheeseburgers tasted funny. Your french fries were soggy and the employee who gave me my soda did not put the lid on properly and I spilled Pepsi all over my shirt. Also, your dilly bars were excellent and we look forward to visiting your fine establishment again.

Sincerely,
Busymommy