The Making of M.O.M.

Yay! Friday already! Our weekend will be busy with Vacation Bible School and sorting our extra "treasures" for a yard sale in two weeks. I hope you will play along with me and create your own Das Not Funny! Friday post. If you'd like the "official rules" simply click here. But, it's super simple and if you read all the way down, I'll give you a brief version of the "rules" below. Plus, I've decided that Mister Linky hates me and so I'm continuing to put your links right here at the bottom of this post manually. But enough of the housekeeping stuff, let's get to the laughs, what do you say?

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I will only tell you the following Das Not Funny! Friday story if you promise not to mention anything of it's nature to Elizabeth. You promise? Good, because this might be the funniest thing one of the kids has said in, well, forever.

This past weekend we were at the pool where my parents are members. Elizabeth and I were taking a potty break when the following conversation took place.

Elizabeth: "Mommy, have you ever been in the pool and pooted? The bubbles go up your back and tickle!"

Me: "Um..I might have done that once, or twice."

Elizabeth: "Yeah, that's fun. And when you pee pee in the pool and feel it get really warm?"

Me: "Well, we aren't suppose to pee in the pool because it's against the rules."

Elizabeth: "Yeah, I haven't done that either. But some kids do."

Me: "Some kids named Elizabeth?"

Elizabeth: "Um, yeah. But just that once."

Seeing as how there were approximately 87 kids at the pool that night, I'm sure that my child wasn't the only one helping warm up the water.

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Ashlee, eating a candy bracelet: "Wook Woocus, I dot candy. Woocus, say 'Ash, I wanna bite of dat!'"

Lucas: "Ashwee I wanna bite of dat!"

Ashlee: "Nope, sorry Woocus, it hurt your tummy."

Lucas: *Sigh* "Ok, Ashwee."

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Ashlee, from the toilet: "Mommy! Come wipe me pweease!"

Me, entering bathroom: "Are you all done, Ash?"

Ashlee: "No! Wait! I'd got three more poops in my butt. Gimme me jus a minute."

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Lucas: "Mommmmmm! Aaron got a poopy biaper!"

Me, changing only a wet diaper, with Lucas' help: "Nope Buddy, it was just a wet one."

Lucas: "Are you shurwe?"

Me: "Yup. See?" (Showing him no poop in the diaper)

Lucas: "Aaron boy, what chu been eatin'? You stink!"

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Okay folks, now it's your turn. Simply type up your own Das Not Funny! Friday post and link it back here to my post. Then, come here and leave a comment and I'll link back to your post right here, just like I did last week. I had a blast reading your posts last week so please, play along! I promise it will be fun and it totally doesn't hurt. Happy Friday!

Peeps who are playing along:

1. Vonda and Jake talk to trees and discuss the importance of annunciation, especially when it pertains to alternate names for "donkey."

The kids and I are outside (me on the laptop, obviously) while the kids ignore a perfectly blown up and watered down bouncehouse (RRIAP for those of you who are new around here) and instead all three big kids are pulling around a plastic red wagon filled with water.

At least they know how to make the best of their resources, right?

Baby Girl is upstairs asleep and Aaron boy is devouring 15 Mrs. Freshley's Apple Cinnamon Cereal Bars. What's that? Who is Mrs. Freshley? I'm SO glad you asked. You see, I've wanted to blog for a while now about this little love affair I'm having with a certain ~~someone~~ something. But before I tell you about my undying devotion, I'd like to tell you about the time we first met.

This is Aldi. The first time I met Aldi, I didn't like her (him?) very much. You see, they don't provide bags to bag up your food, they rarely carry name brands and, this was the kicker for me, they make you provide a quarter to "borrow" one of their buggys (that's a shopping cart for you'ins that live up nawrth). Yep, you put in your $0.25 then when you return your buggy, you get your quarter back. It was not my beloved Walmart and I did not have an isle by isle chart permanently etched into my brain. It was different and I didn't like it, at all.

But then, I heard that Aldi had milk for $2.39/gallon. I figured another peruse through the store couldn't hurt. And, seeing as how it might be cheaper for our house to just buy a freakin' cow than to continue to pay Walmart's ridiculous price of $4.01/gallon., I figured $2.39/gallon for milk could possible allow us to finally begin contritubing to our kids' college funds, rather than watching them drink away their hope of an undergraduate education. (Plus, Walmart's milk has hormones that make 5 year olds go through puberty, okay not really. I love that you can so clearly tell that this supposed email was written by a southerner. They use the word "fixing" as a verb. You know, she was "fixing" to have surgery.)

Wow - tangent, sorry. Back to Aldi. I went in for milk and saw a few other odds and ends that I needed. The cashier rang up my total and it was something ridiculous like $15.00. Can I just tell you that I have NEVER IN MY LIFE left Walmart with a total as low as $15.00? Ever. Even if I'm going in for just milk, I have never left with less than $30.00 worth of stuff (which conveniently always fits in one bag).

I went to the car and examined my receipt. From that day forward I've been an Aldi fan and we now sport matching BFF necklaces.

Hey! Dont' judge me, you'd be BFF's with Aldi too if it cut your grocery bill by almost $200 a month. I'd say that's worth a BFF necklace anyday.

So the moral of this story? Don't judge your BFF on your first encounter. You never know how much money they will save you.