June 12, 2008 | Jojo,The Nugget,Those Pesky Kids
It seemed so clear to me, but then again, I was the one being sprayed in the head with hose water while sitting on the toilet in my house. So let me clear things up for ya on this and other random happenings around the Squirrel house.
The Toilet Incident — yes, the bathroom window was open. The little girl next door and her friend were playing with the hose and accidentally sprayed our house at the same time I was in mid-trou-drop. Forced water + screened window + my head = wet slap in the face. Oh well. I laughed it off until I heard the friend tell the girl next door that she wanted to purposefully spray our house. Thankfully, our little neighbor stepped up and said “no, we can’t do that” and redirected her friend to spray something else. Look at her stepping up to peer pressure and taking a page from SuperNanny! I thanked her the next day and gave her a rice krispie treat.
No, I didn’t make rice krispie treats…remember that 9×13 pan I was wondering if I’d get returned? Well ding dong it returned FILLED with the formerly hated treats. Oh yes, I never liked them growing up because
a. my mom never baked them because
b. they don’t contain chocolate and
c. dessert = chocolate, so therefore
d. rice krispies are for people who don’t know what dessert is THEREFORE
e. they must suck ass
Boy, was I wrong. Oooooh how my life could have turned out differently had I enjoyed the crispy yet sticky yet gooey yet yummy deliciousness of the wronged treat. I ate a good 1/3 of the pan before I gave two smallish squares away. Oops. I’m not sure I can make it through the evening without another cut. Just. one. more.
LL Cool Jojo — What with the ridiculous heat and lack of good airconditioning, we’ve found ourselves out at restaurants for many a meal. Every time we find ourselves with a waitress, Jojo charms them with his tooth grins and many “thank you nice lady”s and eventually ends with this line, complete with emphatic hand gestures: “come over to my house next week.” We’re not sure where he gets the “next week” idea… does he see the kitchen calendar filled with playdates or is he just careful of double booking the ladies?
Jojo’s black eye – wow, kids are resilient. The black-purple-blue-green-yellow eye has almost completely vanished, and he’s stopped telling stories of how the fire truck came to fix his broken head. Perhaps we should take him to get re-evaluated, since no fire truck was called. Oh my little dramatic boy. Honey, we’ll get you ice cream even if you were taken to the ER in a 13 year old Toyota Corolla.
The Nugget – still growing. Still super stinkin’ cute. Still pooping every 8 days or so. How does this happen? I don’t know, but I’ve been assured this is not abnormal. For babies. I mean, can you imagine not pooping for 8 days?