Me: That's a nice shirt, Shelly, where did you get that?
S: It was just hanging up. Did you have a shirt like this when YOU were little?
Me: I don't remember any of the clothes I had when I was a kid.
S: Its ok Mom, you don't HAVE to tell me.
(Its like she thinks I'm trying to keep a secret about my fashon choices when I was her age. Seriously. Do YOU remember what you wore when you were four?)
Earlier today...
S: Archer!! Mom's gained weight!
A: AGAIN???
S: Yeah! She can barely walk!
In defense of my children's rude behavior, we did play this little game last night...
Archer grabbed me around the waist and lifted up his feet off the ground, picture him hanging on me. I tried to walk, but could only take a step or two before I proclaimed, "Gosh I've gained SO MUCH WEIGHT! I just feel like its slowing me down, I can't even walk any more..." I went on and on about this extra weight I was carrying around. Which of course encouraged the other little weight in my life (Shelly) to join the fun and grab onto me, hanging on and trying to drag me down to the ground. This quickly went from a ride (hang on Mom while she tries to walk) to a challenge of strength, would they be able to topple me to the ground, make me losoe my balance and come crashing down on top of them? I'm happy to report that I won. But they're getting bigger and stronger every day, I'm sure it won't be long before they can join forces to overcome me!
In other news: Two days ago Elijah said "MA." And I cheered and shouted and said, "say it again say it again!!" Sometimes now he says... "MA" Probably not actually calling me. But you can bet I'm encouraging him with everything I've got!
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