So...when we were on our 30 hour getaway, we were walking to a local restaurant and my H asks, Do you know where I found the kids' hair brush the other day?" I said, "the dishwasher?" YES! He says. I can explain I say!
So, I go on to say that the day before son #1 dropped the brush in the toilet. I had to retrieve it bc he needed to flush (pee only). So I grabbed it out and told son I would put it in the diswasher to sterlize it. He looked mortified. So I threw it in the garbage but when he left for school, I took it out and stuck it in the dishwasher. I forget to tell H why. This is key.
H comes home, sees it there and figures the boys are messing around (they are 8,6, so it's not out of ordinary).He takes it out and puts it back in the bathroom. The boys brush their hair with it! Gross.
I then see it out (wince knowing its been used) and put it back in the dishwasher for a good cleaning. I run it through the cycle this time!
We were laughing so hard about this and our boys and all the mischief they get into on purpose or otherwise...In short, it was a really good bonding moment and we so need those. We walked into the restaurant, happy and relaxed and that was the start of a great evening.
Have a bonding moment you want to share?
[This message edited by LA44 at 11:13 AM, May 28th (Tuesday)]
Remember when Hawaiian shirts will all the rage about 10 years ago? Well, our son had a couple and I saved them because I thought that one day we would go to Hawaii. So we went in JAnuary to celebrate our 25th. Hubby grudgingly packed them but didn't wear them. Until, I was downstairs in the hotel having breakfast and he came down wearing one. I burst out laughing, he looked that ridiculous. He burst out laughing too. We laughed so hard because I had saved them just for this moment and he looked - well, way out of style for sure, and just funny. We laughed the entire day. Good times...
me (WW/BS): 48 him: (BS/WH)52 4 kiddos in mid 20's
“Most things will be okay eventually, but not everything will be. Acceptance is a small, quiet room.”
So want to hear more now! Let's hear your bonding moments readers.
I am sure there are some that we have, but can't remember right now, as I am pre-occupied. Hopefully I will be able to get back to this thread with something.
"Oh, why do my actions have consequences?" ~ Homer Simpson "She knew my one weakness: That I'm weak!" ~ Homer Simpson
We were in a restaurant and had just ordered our drinks. He is wearing a fishing shirt which has very large front pockets.
I ask what is in his pocket and he starts pulling out all of these pill bottles and lining them up on the table. He even has a liquid medication in there.
He then acts like he has also pulled the spoon out of his pocket. I am roaring, tears running down my face. I had to leave the table and nealy run to the ladies' room.
When I get control of myself and return to the table he is still laughing and the waitress is looking at both of us to see if we are dangerous.
We have always kidded each other (college sweethearts) about growing old and carrying our drugs around in sacks. Now, nearly 40 years later, it's all starting to come true.
[This message edited by Afraid2LoveAgain at 2:46 PM, May 28th (Tuesday)]
Come on Sister - I know you have a few prize winners!
[This message edited by LA44 at 2:16 PM, May 28th (Tuesday)]
Last night ds3 was having a bath and Chicho decided to do a headstand. As he was going up I said "Wouldn't it be funny if you fell over and kicked open DD 12's door...haha". It was barely out of my mouth when low and behold he fell over and kicked her door open!!
Shocked the heck out of DD 12.
(Chicho is okay, sore pinkies for a minute, no lasting damage)
"Your secrets keep you sick"
Dad likes to get up early, eat a bowl of cereal, drink coffee, and read the paper. Forever, when he was done with his cereal, he would put the bowl on the kitchen floor and let the dog eat leftovers. When the dog was finished, he would pick up the bowl, put it on the counter, and head off to work.
Mom gets up shortly after dad leaves. She eats cereal for breakfast. Instead of dirtying another bowl, she figured she would just use dad's. she ate her cereal, dumped any leftovers down the drain, put it in the dishwasher, and woke us kids up for school.
This went on in our home for years and neither of our parents knew a thing.
Enter me, having my beautiful DD. When DD was two and a half, she used to wake up really early. Dad was up anyway eating breakfast, and would hang out with her for the 30 minutes that she was awake, and then send her back to bed. One morning, however, she didn't want to go back to bed. I was sick, and to be nice, dad woke up mom and asked her to watch DD so that I could get some more sleep before mom left for work. Dad left, mom grabbed his bowl off the counter and went to pour herself some cereal in it. DD busts out laughing. Mom asks her what is so funny. DD points to the bowl and giggles, "Nana, that was doggy's cereal bowl!"
My parents discussed later that night at dinner and figured out what had been gong on. We about died laughing at the table that night.
"What did you expect? I am a scorpion."
