Thursday, August 19, 2010

I've angered the rugrat

We're having this contest at work relating to purchasing items online. Well, I decided it was a good opportunity to help my team win by starting on my Christmas shopping. It's really only about a month early for me. I usually start in September and am completely done by Halloween at the latest. What? I hate people. I especially hate crowds shopping. I have significantly decreased my personal interaction by taking most of my present shopping online, but that little bit I need to do in person has to be done before everyone else is there. Frankly I'd rather pay $2 more for a stupid toy than have to wait in line for 3 hours to buy it later. Sometimes my patience (or lack thereof) trumps my cheapness. Which is impressive because not much trumps my cheapness.

I digress, as usual.

So, I found a sweet deal on some Science and Animal reference books in a lot. I bid on them and won. They arrived earlier this week and when Malia saw the package she asked what it was. I told her it was one of her Christmas presents because I started my shopping already. She got down and was looking at the box reading the side panels. The person obviously recycled the box because it was labeled "Rope of Sausage". She got all sorts of excited because she thought I bought her an entire box of sausage. When I explained that it wasn't really a big box of sausage the look of disappointment on her face was priceless. She looked so dejected for about an hour before she got distracted. I know she'll love the books I got her and the other items I have planned, but apparently I should get her sausage of some sort for her stocking.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

My mom was eaten by a shark

So, Malia and I are sitting around watching Shark Week. It is the most wonderful time of the year and I'm very glad that she enjoys the shows as much as I do. And no, I don't let my almost 7 yr. old watch the shows with the reenactments of attacks and whatnot. She likes the scientific research ones like Ultimate Air Jaws. She's also quite happy that she's got another loose tooth and like the first two, it's being pushed slowly out as the adult tooth comes in. I'm really starting to wonder now if all her teeth will do this. She loves it because she has "shark teeth" in that she's got two rows of teeth temporarily. I believe I have discussed this before so sorry, I tend to repeat. Especially things that I find super entertaining.

Anyway, we're watching some show with cage diving and we have the following conversation...

RR: When are you going to go cage diving with sharks?
Me: I promised your Grandma that I wouldn't go until you were 18 so she didn't have to raise you.
Me: (laughed so hard I snorted)
RR: Fine, go, then if something happens and you die, could it please be because you were eaten by a shark?
Me: What?
RR: How cool would it be if people asked me why I didn't have a mom and my Grandma was raising me and I could say "She was eaten by a shark"? That would be pretty sweet.
Me: Thanks, good to know my being eaten by a shark would be a conversation piece for you.
RR: Well, you have to die sometime, I'm just saying being eaten by a shark isn't something that you hear every day. I'll be really sad when you die, but at least this way it would also be a little funny and I wouldn't be as sad.
Me: Point taken. Let's not discuss my imminent death by shark though please. Just watch the show.

Is it any wonder I love this child? Good times at our house.