if i blogged for a living..

If I blogged for a living... I'd be broke. If, however, I got paid for how often I blog IN MY HEAD, I would be richer than rich. 

 Lovely shot here of the Mini with Pumpkin Guts. She had very little interest in actual carving of said gord, but she loved loved loved getting out the nasty insides. 

Two Quick Mini Stories:

#1
Picture it. Our bathroom, Eileen on stool while I am attempting to tame her hair. GMA on the TV, reporting the demise of Justin Beiber and Selena Gomez's relationship.

E: Hmmm. I wonder if Bella knows yet. 
Me: Why? 
E: MOMMY. BeCAUSE, if Bella doesn't know yet, then I can be his new girlfriend. But if she knows, then she will be. 
Me: Oh. Well, Bella had to be on the bus earlier, so she may not know yet. 
E (while sighing):  Oh, I am sure she already knows, I mean HELLO,  I am sure she heard it on the radio. 

Me. Stunned Silence. 
 
#2

 We have been a bit up in the air about where/what/when we were doing for Thanksgiving. Finally figured out we'll head on over to Memphis. 

Me: So we'll go to Grandpa and Beanie's for Thanksgiving, ok!?
E: Oh, ok cool.
**pause of perhaps half a second**
E: WAIT. That means Chuckie has to figure out how to get to Memphis!

(for any new readers.. Chuckie is our Elf). 

Me: well Chuckie always knows where you are. But we can send a note to Santa just in case, just so he knows to tell Chuckie.

E: NO. Here's what we do. We call Mimi (aka Sarah), and SHE can call Grandpa Roger (Sarah's Dad). Because remember Mommy, Grandpa Roger works for Santa (he does, he dresses as Santa during the holidays and reports back what kids would like to have..).  SO- Grandpa Roger can THEN call Santa, and that way we KNOW Chuckie will get the message to come to Memphis. 

Me. Stunned Silence. 

This girl will either be a super successful lawyer, or some sort of Spy Agent.