Life in a house a with three children under the age of eight is…well… a little crazy. Ok a lot crazy. My three year old, Laurel is in a neverending very temperamental phase right...
Creepy or Cozy? You Be The Judge
My mother lives with us. Most of the time. Well 90% of the time. The other 10% of the time she drives back home to North Carolina where she maintains a house that she owns.
She gets lonely. I get that. My children just adore her and frankly, I would probably never get a break if it weren't for her (or my dad & stepmother occasionally).
In fact, I am sitting here right now writing this post from my local, favorite bar wearing my “Mommy Needs a Time Out” shirt and sure enough, mommy is getting a time out. And throwing back a Bass or two or five.
Back to my story…six of us cram into live in three bedrooms. My two older kids share bunk beds and my mom sleeps in the same room as the baby who is still in a cage crib. Pretty cozy right?
There are times I feel that the lines are blurred between cozy and well…just plain creepy.
Today my husband and I were having a conversation about toothpaste, etc. We were enjoying a few moments alone in the bathroom. I know that this may sound odd but with three kids you gotta take the moments when you can get them and in our house, there aren't so many of these alone moments.
He has been using Rembrandt whitening toothpaste and mouthwash for the past few weeks. He was showing off his teeth to me and they look amazing. (BTW, my husband is a smoker and hates to smile because of how much he HATES his teeth.) So showing them off is a testimonial as to how great the product is.
I was telling him that he should get run and buy the Rembrandt teeth whitening kit. I had just used it and was very happy with the results. I thought that if combined another Rembrandt product, he may get even better results.
All of a sudden my mom ninja kicked popped out from around the door way and practically yelled said, “They do? Lemme see!” I peed a little screamed jumped back because she seriously scared the crap out of me. I said, “Mom, WHERE WERE YOU?” She ignored my screams apologized and then proceeded to try to get a gander at my husbands teeth.
THE DETAILS: To get to our bedroom, there is a long hall (we live in a 70's ranch house) and she had to travel 15-20 feet to get to our bathroom/bedroom. SHE FREAKIN' CAME OUT OF NOWHERE!
So you be the judge, CREEPY or COZY?
Give it to me straight, People. I CAN handle the truth.