The Motherhood Monologues

Ok, sorry about the 5 million posts in one day. This blog has become my scrapbook, my journal, my outlet, my therapy.

Anyway,
I decided to start a series on the blog called "The Motherhood Monologues".

Sometimes, some pretty funny stuff happens in my head. By the time Ben gets home, I'm worn out, a little panicky because I don't know what to do about dinner, and have totally forgotten my funny stories.

So Hun,
If you really want to know what a weirdo your wife is, just read on....

So today, I found Diego Dinosaur Adventure fruit snacks on sale at Target.

"Sweet, Diego AND Dinosaur's... someone's on my side"

Russel was excited and opened the box before we could buy them, but they were a little hard to chew, so he started throwing them on the floor.

That's how they ended up in my pocket. Then suddenly, in my mouth. I looked down to see what I was eating,

"Baby Jaguar? A Turtle?! Whaaaaaaat. I paid for dinosaurs. What a rip off. Oh well, they taste good..."

I continued my work emptying the dishwasher and eating fruit snacks... Am I a grown-up or a kid? I look down to see what non-dinosaur I'm eating now.

"Rescue Pack! I love rescue pack! Niiiiice.... Wow, did I really get that excited about a rescue pack fruit snack... what a loser!"

As I contemplated the ridiculousness of my excitement, I looked down again to see what I was eating,

"Yessss, another rescue pack, I love him".