Thursday, June 23, 2011

A Random Phone Call About My Imaginary Daughter

VBS was a HUGE success and all of the BCOB kids were looking very Egyptian. This is my favorite picture from the week...

Oh we had so much fun. Now though there is a HUGE mess of stuff in a room upstairs and I just look at it and think "I am SO over VBS" and "Why oh why do I sign up to help with things like VBS when I know I have to clean up afterwards". I wish I could just run the whole thing and then make somebody else do all of the cleanup. I am not a follow througher. This was Wil's last VBS year and Gabe won't be able to attend for about to years so I don't know what I'll do next year. 

Lots (or maybe not lots) to catch you up on in boy world. First of all my two year old is now telling me "no" or "in a minute" for exactly EVERYTHING I am asking him to do. I love this age. On Memorial Day we went to the beach and he was scared to death. He wouldn't let us put him down and screamed if he got near the water. Saturday? Not so much....He ran full speed straight into knee deep waves and stayed there all day. When I would try to get him to play in a nice tidal pool (or puddle) he would give me the lovely n word and go right on about his business.Pray for me people.

Wil is sleeping away his summer. He is his mother's child...or at least his mother when she could stay up past 9:00 pm. I went out to the living room last night around 1:00 and heard this funny little noise. It was Wil playing in the legos. I looked over at him like he was crazy and he responded "What? It IS summer you know" and to be honest at that time of the morning, much like Elvis had left the building, the fight had left my body. So when he sleeps til 2 in the afternoon, I am not there to see it.

Noah is spending his summer complaining about his glasses being crooked and his batteries being out. I really can't say anything else about that because it honestly just makes me tired.

Charles and I are just plugging away. I was at a training out of town the other day and my phone rang right in the middle of a session. I saw it was Charles and he was working so I answered it quietly. There was a ton of noise and a woman talking. I stepped out into the hall because WHY would a woman be talking in to Charles' phone. (Not that I think anything funny of Charles because Lord knows neither one of us believes in cheating and it goes against everything we believe in but above all else...we are just WAY WAY too lazy. Cheating takes work and way way too much telling lies. Now griping and whining we can do but we will leave that other stuff for the folks who have the energy.) I was finally able to understand her and she was saying "Your daughter just ran into the back of us and she in screaming and really upset." What? Did I give birth to a girl and not remember it? And really... she is already driving? If I had her I certainly would have like to put a couple of smocked dresses on her and maybe a bow or two in her hair. No, that couldn't be it. I knew it was Charles' phone so I really could not connect the dots. She kept going on about how my daughter was screaming and they couldn't get her to calm down. All I could think to say is "You have the cop's phone". She apparently thought I was crazy and hung up on me. When Charles got home that night he (sorta) cleared it up by saying he had handed his phone to the hysterical girl and he thought she had made a call. The other lady must have grabbed his phone to help.

If I am going to get phone calls about my imaginary daughter, I would rather it not be to tell me that she has rear-ended another car and that she is now hysterical. I would much rather hear about her straight A's or her nominating my as Time Magazine's Person of the Year.


  1. LOL, so a cop's wife can expect a call from random strangers on her cell phone. I love it. I thought that maybe Jessica was your "imaginary" daughter. I guess she is just your "borrowed" daughter. I don't know about the smocked dress but she might let you do the bow.