Monday Morning Meme

1. What did you do over the weekend? No detail is too small. This is your journal, so tell us about the mundane tasks in your life.

We had a really good breakfast on Saturday with a friend from Ohio that was passing through on his way home.  Jacob went to a birthday party on Saturday for the little boy across the street.  We wrapped the present on Friday night and he kept saying “But I don’t want to give that to him.  I want to keep that for me!”  Poor kid. The rest of the day was hanging picture frames and filling them with pictures.  A little more like home every day.  Oh, and my friend scanned the kids school pictures so that we could order our own prints for MUCH cheaper.  I’ve got good looking kids if I do say so myself.

Today was gone.  Honestly, it was so mundane that I have no idea what went one.  I caught up on Facebook, did some laundry, went to the grocery.  Yeah, that’s about it.  Oh wait, we “wrote our letter” to Santa tonight.  Jake was resistant to sitting down with pen and paper because “I already told YOU what I want”, but when we suggested that we send Santa an e-mail, he was all over.  Thank goodness for www.emailsanta.com!

2. If it weren’t for my blog, I’d _________.

I’d have a much cleaner house, a much shorter To-Do list, much happier kids, and a much smaller waistline.  But I wouldn’t have any friends!

3. When was the last time you replied “because I said so”? Do you find yourself saying that a lot? Or do you prefer to tell people WHY you want them to do something for you.

We swore we would never say that to the kids, but we say it ALL THE TIME to Emma.  All the time.  I wrote a few days ago about her incessant questioning and we say it multiple times a day now.  We say it to Jake sometimes, but Emma gets it at least 5 times a day.  Not the best parenting, I know, but I’m just so tired of her questioning us all the time.

4. What is the worst gift you’ve ever received? Tell us the story behind it. Now tell us the worst gift you’ve ever given. What was the reaction of the recipient?

Oh wow, I can’t even remember.  Do gag gifts count?  Without going into specifics, at one event I received gifts that were either edible, made of rubber, fuzzy, or had velcro openings.   I guess that’s pretty specfic.  I’m not sure I’ve ever been more embarrased in my life. Me?  Give bad gifts?  Never!  All my gifts are gems!  Especially the semi-truck shaped pencil sharpener I gave my dad when I was 6.  Oh, and the snowglobe I made for my brother out of a laminated picture and a peanut butter jar.   I was in my 20s that time…

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