Talk To Us Tuesday ~ Flypaper

I'm really hopping that the sleep I will be gaining by not having to get up so early for school will help my blogging, I really have been an epic failure lately! Luckily I have the wonderful and knocked up IA  as my partner in crime! IA, you're the bomb even if you do have a pole dancer for a daughter and send me nasty texts if I fail to reply back to you in a "timely fashion".


This week I have two stories to share with you and they are both about my girls so if you're the anti-mommy-blogger type this is your warning, hit the red X now...




Flypaper? Yep, flypaper.


Here's the fly...


Fly- The girls and I ordered our drinks and waited for Babe to join us the other night at a local restaurant. Peanut was sucking down her lemonade and I was enjoying my margarita when Honey made the most digesting sound ever. I looked up to see her covering her mouth, shaking her head back and forth and gagging. I had no clue what had happened, she finally managed to squeak out the words, "I thought it was a lemon seed, I thought it was a lemon seed...I popped it!" while pointing to her bread plate. On the plate in front of her was a FLY! Apparently it was in the bottom of her glass, she sucked it through the straw and in her attempt to grip it between her teeth to spit at here sister she felt and heard it pop. She immediately knew something what she had just bit into wasn't a seed and spit it into her hand. 


She was gagging, I was being somewhat successful at not laughing, Peanut not.so.much! 


When we showed the waitress what had happened she was so apologetic and disgusted but the mood was quickly lightened when Peanut asked, "well, did it taste like chicken?". 


Of course I had to take pictures but sadly I was forced to delete the picture of Honey. Unlike me she does not think she's beautiful even when gagging. 

And now for the paper...

Paper-When I was in California living it up with my girls Babe was on his own with the girls. Now this is not a big deal since we do have children that are both old enough and independent enough to take care of themselves...usually. This particular weekend was a softball weekend which entaled a 2 night stay at a hotel. He did a great job getting everything together and feeding them even if it was McDonald for dinner. Long story short Peanut ended up getting the stomach flu Saturday after a very long hot day of softball and spent the entire night throwing up {she lost 8 pounds!}. She was so weak that her Daddy held the garbage can on the side of the bed while her sister held her hair and wiped her face. She had on her favorite jammies, little boy shorts and a tank, and apparently there was a time or two were full coverage was an issue. Once she was home and feeling better Babe requested that if she wore those bottoms around him that she also wear panties.


That was 4 weeks ago...


Last week something woke me up in the middle of the night so I of source went to check on the girls. When I turned the light on and reached for Peanuts door handle this is what I found. I about died! I have no clue where that girl gets her sense of humor from! 

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