Thursday, July 06, 2006
Things we get honestly
I look at the Door Man and his clumsiness, and I know where he got it. He and I can walk into walls that have been there for 10000 years and swear it wasn't there the last time we walked through. He and I share our vision issues, which is sad, I know. But it did make it a lot easier when we had to put contact lenses in the eyes of a six week old (yes, you read that right ... six weeks) infant. And the Man's obsessive/compulsive behavior he gets from both Ace and my Dad.
The Chandelier Monkey, although only a tender age of three, can start to match tones when I sing to her so we know where she gets that.
Queen Bee is a worrier. She is JUST like Mini Martha, who could worry the bejeebus out of something. It totally amazes me with MM. She can make worrying an art form, and I think that there would be a lot of universities who would like to put her skills to good use.
But the one thing that cracks me up the most about Queen is her absolute love of office and school supplies. We just spent some time at a national office supply chain, and the two of us could so totally spend a whole day in that store. We looked at pens, pencils, erasers, grips, glue sticks, pads of paper, highlighters, rulers, glue, and day planners. We could seriously spend lots of money in these stores.
And it doesn't matter that we have a whole drawer full of pens and pencils at home. It doesn't matter that we might have 30 glue sticks already. We need MORE. We need the new stuff.
I think it is cute. Others might see it as a co-dependency. But until someone can point us in the direction of a 12-step program for office supply addictions, give us a Sharpie marker and double-sided tape anyday!
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
and to end the evening ...