Drop, crack, break

Okay, Okay I get it. I should stop eating or better yet switch to paper plates!

No more glass plates for me please.

I have had the same set of dishes for several years now. I like them. They are a clear glass with flowers designs molded on them.

A few weeks ago while getting a bowl out of the cabinet, I accidentally dropped it and it split into two pretty even pieces. Alright one bowl, I can live with that.

Last week while getting a small plate out for my sandwich, I accidentally dropped it on the counter and it broke into several pieces. Now I am thinking, okay I am down one bowl and one small plate, alright I can live with that.

Yesterday was the last straw. I decided to have a bowl of cereal so I reached into the cabinet for a bowl. Yeah I am sure you guessed what happened next.

Not only did it break but it broke into a million tiny pieces. You could not have even made out what it was even if you wanted to. It scattered into a large area of my kitchen floor and even made its way into the dining room, underneath the chair Zack was sitting it. Even after it had crashed for the next few minutes you could still hearing pieces cracking! It was odd to say the least.Yes there is still some pieces under the stove that I could not get so Kris has a job to do. Have fun pulling the stove out dear. :)

So now I think I will be on the lookout for unbreakable dishes.
Anyone know where I can buy a rubber set of dishes?

Lunch time.

My son has some sort of obsession with Subway sandwiches. What it is I do not know. When he wants to go out to lunch, he always asks for Subway. I am wondering what the heck they are putting in those sandwiches that makes him want to go back there every time he gets to go out to eat.

Here is a conversation that went on recently.

"Mom, I want to have lunch with daddy today."

"Okay lets give him a call and see if he is able to leave work today."

Dialing phone, handing it to little one so he can talk with daddy. Ring, Ring, Ring... voicemail.

"I not gonna leave a message for him!"

So yet again I am the one to leave a message.

A little while later...

Ring, Ring.

"Dad, I didn't want to leave a message for you."

"I know Zack."

"Daddy I want to go to Subway for a free cucumber and pickle sandwich."

"A free sandwich?"

"Zack it is not free, who do you think has to pay for it?"

"Daddy pays for it, he is the best payer."

The swap.

I just wanted to take a moment to say I am pretty sure this idea that I have in my head can be pulled off.

Let me know what you think.

There are days that Kris just does not feel like getting up in the morning but Zack gets up real early. I am thinking Zack could take the place of Kris at work... At least until nap time because then I think they would notice.

What, you think they would notice the height difference?

Well that is an easy fix, Zack could sit at the desk playing games (oops I mean working) on the computer.

He is just like his father. He could talk to anyone on the phone so I do not really see any problems there.

The only real problem I see is that Zack does not know how to drive yet so it would be a little hard for him to get there.

Take a look.
Looks like a perfect match to me. So Kris what do you think? Think you two could pull it off?

And so it goes...

Yesterday, I told Zack there was a cup on the counter if he wanted it. He took it down, sat on the couch and started drinking it.
After a few minutes he yelled "Hey".
When I asked him what was wrong he gave me an odd look and said "Hey this is a sippy cup and sippy cups are for babies!"


And so the sippy cups are being put away.

This morning I told Zack to get into his chair so he could eat breakfast. He pulled out the chair and yelled "I can not sit in this booster seat it is for babies!"


And so the booster seat is now taken away from the table.

Later on we went to the grocery store. I really just wanted to hurry up and get in and out so I picked Zack up and plopped him in the seat of the cart. He said "Mom I want to walk." I told him not today because I needed to hurry up (Lord knows when he is walking you can not hurry because you are putting things back on the shelf that he has taken off). What do you think came next? Yup! you guessed it "Mommy I can not sit in this seat... It's for babies!"


And so I guess it is said I no longer have a baby in the house.

Spin me again Daddy.

Being a kid outdoors on a warm summer night who has the undivided attention of both his parents gets to have the best times, even if it does make daddy a little shaky in the knees afterward.