Basic Mom Week in Review - 07/09/17

5 Things That Actually Happened This Week and the Lessons I Learned

1. While setting up for my garage sale, this one toy would not stop making an extremely annoying rhythmic beeping sound. I couldn't find an on/off switch, so I cut the speaker/crab off the toy and stomped on it repeatedly - to no avail. Then I buried the evil crab in the bottom of the garbage and allowed the muted beeping to drive me slowly insane for the rest of the afternoon.

Look at this crab's smug little face.

Look at this crab's smug little face.

Lesson: Toy companies that fail to include an off switch on toys that make noise are pure evil.

2. I bought a dozen chocolate-covered donuts for my husband while my daughters and I were at the grocery store. At snack time that evening, my husband and daughter had this conversation:

Husband: Do you want one of my chocolate donuts?

8-Year-Old: No, those are your donuts. I'll let you devour them in two nights.

Lesson: My daughter is the queen of serving her thoughtfulness with a side of sass.

3. My mom convinced my nephews and my 3-year-old to pose for a classic "see no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil" picture (with price stickers on their foreheads).

Lesson: Garage sales are boring. (And, to be honest, I didn't have a good fifth thing for this week, so, this is a kind of lame filler that I threw in the middle of my post. Sorry, not sorry. Actually kind of sorry.)

4. While making Rice Krispies treats, my 3-year-old went to lick the spoon with which she was stirring the hot marshmallow and butter mixture, which led to this interaction:

Me: No! That's dangerous! You could burn your tongue. Plus, no one wants your tongue germs in their Rice Krispies treats.

3-Year-Old: [slowly sticks out tongue, leans toward me, and licks my face]

Lesson: Apparently, in my daughter's mind, "no one wants your tongue germs in their Rice Krispies treats," translates to lick your mom's face as if you were a puppy. 

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5. My nephew pointed out to me that the "o" on my welcome mat had worn off . . .

Lesson: Well, at least now people know what they are getting themselves into when they visit my house.