Mom, what is that???

I have failed as a homemaker. This morning Terry wanted me to help him iron a shirt and some pants to wear to school today. He had a "job interview" at school for an upcoming activity they are doing and he wanted to look nice. So he pulled out the ironing board and the iron. I went down to the laundry room to help him, and Zach (the 8-year-old) followed me down. Zach looked at me, looked at what I was doing, looked back and said "what is that Mom?" I replied "the iron." Zach replied "what does it do?" Apparently the only time Zach has actually seen the iron in action is when we use it to melt little craft beads together to make cool designs. Let's hope he finds himself a woman that can iron. Either that or his dad is going to have to give him lessons...he sure isn't going to learn it from me.

My daughter may very well become my BFF!

So Friday night Doug was flying home from the conference he was at in California. He needed me to pick him up from the airport, but it was late. So I let Terry babysit, told them they could finish their movie, and then he had to get them all to bed. Trevian was asleep when we got home.

The next morning, Trev came in and woke us up. She said "Mom, where were you last night?" I said "I went to get Dad from the airport." She said "Oh, I thought you were gone SHOPPING!" I laughed and said "no, not that late at night." To which she responded, "oh good. Because I was gonna be REALLY MAD if you went to the mall without me!"

Ah...we were meant to be together! :)