Travel-ly Safe-ly!

Frozen Foster Farms breast nuggets.

So, this afternoon I fed the baby 1/2 container Sweet potatoes, 1/2 container, apples, strawberries, and bananas, and Haley had a few chicken nuggets. I had my back to her while feeding the baby and I hear her saying “travel-ly safel-ly!”, then nothing. She repeated this two or three times until I turned to her to see what was up.

me: “Hal, what are you saying?”

Hal: “Travel-ly safe-ly!”

me: “You mean like, travel safely?”

Hal: “Yup.

me: “Why?”

Hal: “Because it’s dark in there, there’s no lights!”

Me: “…where?”

Hal: “In my mouf!!”

Aaaaaaaandd that’s where I lost it. To reiterate, she wished her chicken nuggets safe travels as they embarked on their great journey through her “mouf” to her tummy, because her mouth has no lights in it and it’s dark. Yeah.

She did this with ever bite, mind you.

Until the last one.

I heard started to ignore her wishing good travels to her chicken nuggets after about the 10 time she said it since I was feeding the baby. So I hear “travel-ly safel-ly” and then¬†thud.

SHE THREW THE CHICKEN NUGGET AT ME.

Yeah. “travel-ly safel-ly!” and she threw the effing nugget at me, RIGHT IN THE HEAD. I had nothing to do but laugh. It was hysterical. Believe me, I had every intention of yelling at her for throwing a nugget at me…. but her wishing it safe travels before she did it killed me.

I looked at her, red in the face from trying to laugh too loud, this happened:

me: “Um… Hal… did you just throw a chicken nugget at me?!”

Hal: “…… (long pause and deep thought face)…… Yes.”

me” “why?!”

Hal: “Because I did.”

Well folks, there you have it. Because she did.

Defeated, I told her to pick it up, not do it again, and finish her lunch. Then I went inside and called people to tell them about it.

Clap Hands, Clap Hands, ‘Till Daddy Comes Home.

Daddy’s got pennies and Mommy’s got none!? Yeah, pretty much.

I looked the actual lyrics up for this one (which I am NOT posting here), and I was floored. To be honest, I was expecting some sexist crap from the days when men went to work and women stayed home to take care of the kids… oh wait, that sounds like my life! Instead, I found some profoundly racist rhetoric, which, as I said before, I don’t even want to post on my blog, feel free to Google these yourselves, if you want.

Before people get TOO offended by these lyrics, keep in mind the way things were back when this was written (or re-written). Women never went to work, they were home with the children. Over time, we decided to change the way things were, though I’m sure money had a little to do with it, and both parents went to work. Now, it might just be me, but I feel like moms are starting to stay home again. It could also be because I stay home, so I see ¬†more moms home than I would have noticed before, but I definitely feel like more moms are staying with the kids. Maybe because daycare/preschool is so effin expensive, who knows?

Now that THAT’S out of the way….

I’ve been kind of absent the last few weeks, and it’s because I had a little bit going on, then a LOT going on. I’m on the Jersey Shore, and with Superstorm Sandy, I’ve been kind of busy.

I’m gonna try to keep up with this, but I made no promises. I have been shying away from the computer and getting some more cuddle time in with the kids as well as some crap done around the house.