A Gorilla’s Funeral

When you live with children you see weird things. I never thought I would walk into a gorilla’s funeral service but apparently the family arranged for it to take place in my bedroom.

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I still don’t know the cause of death but I found him here in his guitar shaped coffin after work tonight.

The Mellix boys have always been wonderful about leaving their stuff in the refrigerator. Maybe they think an exchange is required.

Sure you can have a Capri Sun…just leave your Power Ranger pistol on the eggs and we’ll call it even.

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Never a dull and boring experience with my family 🙂

Toys from my childhood (1990’s)

Saturday is usually the day I play catch up at home. My husband was kind enough to clean the kitchen last night (I HATE DISHES!) so I was able to conquer the rest of the mess fairly quickly today.

I rarely have the time to really dig through things after I clean up. It’s an accomplishment if I can seriously get through the basics. Anyway, because I was ahead of the game today I ended up going through some old stuff.

Look what I found!

Anyone remember Pogs or Slammers? Continue reading

Random Cheese

Around my house you will always find evidence of the children. You can pretty much trace their steps. Dirty Ninjago underwear, empty goldfish bags and deadly sharp toys galore.

It’s the weird stuff that I find that really trips me out. The other day I walked into their bedroom to find Batman was being held captive.

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Tonight it was a multi-layer square of American cheese. I almost stepped on it in the living room.

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Who had this 6 layer square of cheese?

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Why did they just drop it and leave it behind? Was it not satisfying enough? Why not drop it off in the trash can before bed? How many slices of cheese were sacrificed to create this piece of debris on my floor? I can only imagine where I’ll find the plastic wrappers they were originally in.

After pondering these things for a bit I grab my phone so I can document the foolishness I’ve found.

Annoying yes…but what would life be without these dirty little love balls? Certainly less entertaining for sure. They bring us so much joy even if it comes in the form of having to laugh as I pick up multi-layer cheese on my way to bed.