"Why is There a Lawnmower in the Bathroom?" and Other Crazy Things I Said this Weekend

I usually write a weekend recap on Mondays, but this week I thought I'd try something a little different.  These are things I actually said this weekend:

"Why is there a lawnmower in the bathroom?"  Benjamin likes to run his toy "mow grass" all over the house. This weekend he decided to park it in the bathroom.  I almost walked into it in the middle of the night.

"Come back over here and eat these mints before you eat more chips!" We went to a Confirmation party for Michael on Saturday and his mom had little bowls of dinner mints set out.  She had a nice lunch layed out as well, but my kids were only interested in the mints and the bags of Cheetos. I figured for a party it really wasn't worth my time and effort to keep them away from the junk, so they ate plenty of it. But I didn't want them to be wasteful on top of that, so I made Benjamin finish the handful of dinner mints he had grabbed before he ate another bag of chips.

"Please don't sit on your brother!" I probably don't really need to explain this one.  I wish I was lying when I say this phrase probably came out of my mouth at least 10 times over the entire weekend.

"I have feet in my chest! Oh no!!" Benjamin was playing with the doctor's kit last night and using the x-ray machine. It has two fake x-rays to examine; one of them being a chest x-ray and one of them being two feet.  Ben put in the feet picture and held it over my chest.  When I exclaimed that I had feet in my chest, the kids all dissolved into laughter. That phrase was repeated frequently by all three children the rest of the evening.

"Reasons my son is crying: I parked in the wrong spot." Have you seen this tumblr?  It hits way too close to home as someone chronicles all the reasons that toddlers cry.  I have texted a few of my own to friends and this is one I sent over the weekend.  (And then he was mad that I was trying to take his picture.)

"Could you please go haunt someone else? I'm trying to make dinner."  Benjamin and Henry came shuffling into the kitchen under a blanket making ghostly moaning noises and trying to scare me.  I had to ask them to leave because I was in the middle of making dinner, but not before I captured the specter on my camera.

"Dear Frances, I love you." This one was a text message I sent myself while Frances was playing on my iPad.  It took a while to come through, but I was watching her when the little alert popped up on her screen.  The smile I got was well worth the wait.


Did you say anything crazy this weekend?  Sadly, these kids of things are fairly typical around our house!