Wrappers Vs. Rappers

It's over!!!! I am sick and over-tired, but just so happy that it's over. I have spent the past 5 days straight with J and R (mostly R) and I have a whole new appreciation for parents. Mom - I'm sorry.. for everything (not that my mother reads this). Everything actually went pretty smoothly (which is kind of upsetting cus I don't have any crazy stories to tell) but taking care of a child 24/7.. or in my case, 24/5, is stressful and tiring! I went to bed at 9:00 last night and I am still tired. Britt was lucky enough to meet R, and I'm sure she can tell you how much of a handful R might be.. and she really only spent an hour or so with the girl. Thank God kids go to bed early, or I might have gone insane. And thank God for R's friend's mom, who probably saw that I was tired and invited R over for a good chunk of the day on Saturday. I took advantage of that and slept. Anywhoo if you ever wanna know what it's like to be a parent, take care of a kid for a few days straight, take them to their hockey practices, listen to them whiiine and arguuue. See if you can tolerate it. I think I can handle it!

R was in the kitchen when she decided it would be a good idea to look under the cupboards on the floor to see if she could find any "treasures". I warned her that all she might find is old crumbs and maybe a mouse or something. So she's looking and finds "half a wrapper!!... Yeaah P-Diddy's under there.. ya know.. the RAPPER... just half of him is under there... dead!... P-DIDDY!" Nice little play on words R.

Out of nowhere (as usual), R looks at me and says, "I have perfectly round knees, and I'm confident about that!"

One funny thing that did happen this weekend. I was driving J to hockey practice, which started at 11:30 - we left at 10:50. J has to give me directions, cus I have no sweet-Jesus clue where it is. Basically we head in one direction, J telling me he is 99% sure we are going the right way. Then, "Nooo turn around, it's definitely THIS way.. I'm 95% sure!" Then again.. "Ohh noooo I think it was actually the first way, 98% sure!" Then, "Yeah we should probably just go home cus I have no idea where we are!" Then R chimes in, "I know where it is!" and she starts rhyming off these car shops and random places. So I tell her, OK just tell me which way to go. "OK turn now!" she says. "TURN WHICH WAY?!?!" (at this point I am super annoyed and ready to ram the car into a snowbank) "THIS WAY!!" I get the feeling she is pointing in the back seat. "R, I am driving, you are in the back seat. I cannot seeeeee you! Left or right??" We're sitting in the middle lane at the lights, trying to decide which way to go. Anyways we eventually get there after R gives me more accurate directions, yet still pretty messed up, as in, she doesn't know left from right, from straight even! But, I'll admit, it was pretty funny. Oh and we got to the rink at 11:25, after what should have been a 10 minute drive, tops.