Monday, March 28, 2011

Opening scene: Shelby sleeps with me during most of the winter. I know that sounds dramatic, but it's kind of a necessity during the winter up here. My house is old and ineffecient, so I usually close off her room during the winter to cut heating costs. Plus, it's not like I'm sleeping with anybody else, and I like the cuddles and snuggles. Most of the time. Other times she kicks like a freaking mule. Anyway.

We're laying in bed listening to the alarm go off and hitting snooze about 15 times. I obviously am running incredibly late, and because we're both children I slammed her out of the bathroom first. When I came back out to do my "Ahahah, I got the hot water and I may not have used your toothbrush because I couldn't find mine" dance, she was still in bed with her arm thrown dramatically over her face.

Shelby: Mom. I'm really suffering here. I can't possibly go to school today.

Me: Why? Are you sick?

Shelby: Yes, terribly. I think I have scurvy...

And so begins my Monday... My daughter is a pirate and I'm using an Ironman toothbrush. I love my life. :o)

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Today I was forced to give Shelby one of my famous, overtold yet still witty "as long as you're a minor and under my roof" speeches. Yes, I did actually use that phrase. I think I'll be retiring it now. She looked up at me with those baby blues and said, full on serious,
"But, Mommy, I don't want to work in the mines!"