Had a playdate this late afternoon/early evening with E (Mom) and T (baby) - one of the mommies I met at a parents group that is so rockin' awesome I wish I'd been friends with her for years. (We're both the type of mom that will let our kids eat off the floor, and I love her for that. Our daughters ate blueberries off the floor tonight - it was awesome).
The plan was for the babies to play, and then we'd all have dinner together and part ways. E was going to provide dinner, so I brought two small desserts for after.
As it turns out, the babies needed to be fed earlier, I ate too many chips, so by the time it was necessary to take Erin home, I hadn't yet had dinner.
But I DID take my desserts with me. (At E's insistence - lest you think I am a MONSTER).
So, here it is, 10 pm, and I did not have dinner. But I DO have two desserts.
Oh smurf* it, I'm going to eat them both.
*Author's Note: Given that Erin is now repeating a lot of what we say, I am in the process of cleaning up my sailor mouth to turn me into a semi-respectable mommy. Because I know that I won't be able to delete expletives completely from my vocabulary, I have endeavored to use a variation of "smurf" when another word would normally come flying out of my mouth. Mostly it's to clean up my language - but I can't wait until Erin asks me for her smurfing milk.
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There's no frackin' shame in eating the desserts.
I say "frackin'" now because that's what they say all over "Battlestar Galactica," and my husband is a BG geek. I call him a "geek" when he reminds me that saying "frackin'" isn't a huge leap from what I'm thinking and would like to say, thus, what am I really shielding my kids from?
Then I roll my eyes at him, maybe call him a "frackin' geek" and go get some cake.
I admit to having a bit of an adult vocabulary, but can mostly curb it around children. I've been lucky so far; when I haven't filtered properly I've chosen to simply keep talking and not make a fuss, and no children's potty mouth can yet be blamed on me.
Heh. My family has a long history of employing euphemisms but its been a long time since I heard 'smurfing'. Too funny!
Dessert for dinner. A concept whose time has come.
HA! My girls are 4, 3 and 20mos and lately all I say is "Oh Crumbs" and "FlipFlop".
Thanks for the laugh.
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