Conversation with 3-year old

Scene: Mum placing her 3-year old into his car seat smells something she can't quite identify.

Mum: "EB what's that smell?"

3-year old: (very matter of factly) "It's my cologne."

Mum: ......(can't speak over shock of 3 year old applying cologne and knowing what it is - stares at son dumbfounded.)

3-year old: "I know, I smell cute!"

Bag This!

Now, tell me, does this blog quiz result sound confused or is it me?

Who knew my Coach purses were this telling?

What Your Handbag Says About You

You are concerned with how you appear. Projecting your high status is important to you. You tend to be relaxed throughout the day. You are naturally at peace. You are a low maintenance person. You can adapt to a variety of situations. You are a high maintenance person. You feel lost outside of your normal environment. You are a very creative person. Your life tends to be a whirlwind, but you always seem to pull it together. You are practical and down to earth. You tend to be a rather reserved and quiet person. You are a very unique and special person. There's no one else who is anything like you.

What Does Your Handbag Say About You?

Am I low maintenance or high maintenance?

Am I practical and down to earth or intent on projecting status?

I guess the 'cat is out of bag' (yes, that pun was intended). I have a split personality!

School's Back In Session

Caleb's first day of school. He missed his school bus due to First Student (bus co.) being a bunch of dork's. Don't worry, I'm not saying anything behind their back, I made sure to tell them it to their face. Pickup scheduled for 7:09am. Suggested early arrival time for student: 7:05am. Caleb's arrival at bus stop 6:59am (yes, for those who can count, that's 10 minutes early). Actual pickup time 6:55am. Suggestion of customer service rep at First Student when I called to discuss the situation with them: go 20 minutes early at least to stop 6:49am. (even though we are in a state of winter for most of the year in the Northwoods with temps around negative 20). My suggestion to Customer Service Representative at First Student: ..........note to self:make appointment with bishop on Sunday to repent.

He quite happily had his mum drive him to school in the new Hummer , so all was good.
Little Princess and Dex' pickup went very smoothly. We went outside at least fifteen minutes early and played catch while we waited for the bus.
They were even in such a good mood about school starting, that they hugged. I know, they actually touched each other and no one winced, screamed, cried or retaliated. Look how they're learning from attending school already.
This is the picture where mum starts crying - which is strange seeing as he was convinced she'd be dancing naked around her house at this point, doing the happy dance and singing at the top of her lungs "School's back in session!!!!!"

Instead she moped around for a minute or two and then happily played Mario Kart on the Wii with EB when asked. Thank heavens for her best friend, the EBster.

The Circle of Life

The Family saying goodbye to our First Hummer. (okay, Steve's hummer) Yes, EB and the Cute Guy are tearing up at saying goodbye to it. The two older boys stayed home, while Little Princess, EB, Cute Guy and I went to Appleton to pick up the new H3 we'd ordered (that Kim had spent all week searching for just what Steve wanted)
Steve noticed however on the test drive that it had 1 inch less clearance (apparently something that happened with 2007 and newer h3's). So, he refused to buy it. Crazy??!! Maybe. But he buys these cars to play in the dirt and drive over big rocks. Apparently an inch makes a difference.
EB suggested that his daddy buy an H2, which ALL of the family could fit in. Steve humored him and next thing we know.... Welcome our new baby blue. Isn't she cute?! The Cute Guy gets furious when I call it cute.

One funny story: while we were looking at the H2's, the sales rep put the key in the ignition of one H2 and was stood by another one explaining something to Steve. The next moment, the blue H2 roared to life. EB climbed in and started the engine up. The sales rep (whom I'm sure had a little "potty train" accident) couldn't get to the keys fast enough. EB thought he was hilarous and offered to take it for a drive.