The return of Music and Drama Camp.....I did it again?

Day one of music and drama camp.  Every year I say I'm not going to do it again and every year I change my mind.  I forget the exhaustion that hits at the end of the first day.  I don't think I was ever made for a 9 to 5 job.  I would need a nap at the end.  God bless all those teachers out there who get up every morning to deal with children who are not their own. 

Nothing exciting happened today.  I was reminded of a prior incident that I have yet to blog but was requested that I do.

One of the gentlemen that attends our church is from Ethiopia, he is black.  Corbin was about 5 need I say more.  Apparently so.

Corbin walked up to our friend and looked at his arm.  Then he picked his own arm up and looked at it, put his arm next to our friends.  Put his arm down and his hand on our friends and started rubbing.

C:  I think your kinda dirty.

F:  No I was born that way.

C:  You were born dirty? (Fortunately our friend has a sense of humor and laughed, and knows Corbin means nothing by the comment.)

F:  No that's just how my skin is.

C:  Hummm.. It looks like chocolate.  (And proceeded to try and lick him.)

God bless them both.

Another thing to remember.....Say nothing you don't want repeated in front of the number 2 son.

We were at karate this morning and as moms we discuss some concerns for husbands jobs, family, and general life concerns.  One of my friends husbands walked in and apparently when he lost his job we had discussed this in front of Corbin.  Since then thankfully he has been working but Corbin, sigh is Corbin:
C:  Hey Mr. did you get a job yet? (me mortified, hanging my head in embarrassment.  Sorry!)

F:  I always have work.

C:  That's good.

Note to self:  DO NOT DISCUSS ANYTHING that you do not want repeated in front of Corbin.

Peeling Patterns

While working out this morning I had the most interesting conversation and learned so much about many people.

Me:  I think the glue remover is actually working well.  Though it is very labor intensive.

Instructor 1:  Actually, I think Corbin has done a better job than anything else we have tried.

Me:  Really?  That's funny.

Instructor 2:  Yeah he has done a good job.  You know the benches we just painted are getting peeled too.

Me:  (Crap!)  I'm sorry.  I thought we had him stuck on the glue (hee hee, stupid pun). 

Instructor 2:  Oh, its not Corbin.

Me:  Really?  How do you know?

Instructor 2:  Zach checked the peeling patterns.

Me:  Really? (What in the world does that mean?)

Instructor 2:  Yeah, really.  Corbin has a pattern in his peeling.  He doesn't just scrape or scratch certain areas.  He works one area at a time till all the glue is gone and then he moves to another area.

Me:  Okay.  I'm not sure which I am more disturbed by, the fact that Corbin peels things in patterns or that not only does Zach know these patterns but you guys know them. 

Instructor 2:  You should be disturbed by both.

Me:  Yeah.  Both.  You just became blog fodder.

Never Underestimate Corbin

For everyone who thinks that my sweet quirky Corbin is only that let me inform you of his most recent activities. 

Zachary comes home from theater yesterday:

Me:  So how was theater?

Zach:  Good, except Corbin stole my script.

Me:  What?

Zach:  Yeah, he stole my script.  I couldn't find if for like 5 minutes.

Me:  Did your instructor see him?  Did he get in trouble?

Zach:  No, he waited for her to leave the room and took it when I was talking to my friend.

Me:  Did he get caught?

Zach: No.  It magically reappeared just at the right moment.

Snicker.  Well, at least he knows not to get caught. 

You make the best hot dogs! Oh and you too mommy.

While debating what to have for dinner tonight, since it was just me, my guy, and Adam the conversation went something like this.

Me:  So what do you want for dinner?

Adam:  Hot dogs. Diego, you make the best hot dogs ever.

Me:  Okay so hot dogs.  Made by Diego.

Adam, as he snuggles up close to me and says, "Mommy you make the best hot dogs too."

Me:  Are you just saying that to make mommy feel better.

Adam:  Yeah.

Gotta love the 5 year old's honesty.

5 year old sleepover debates.

We are finally starting to feel better around here.  I am off quarantine (I got pink eye too. Blah, curse small children going to my side of the bed and rubbing their faces on my pillow!) We celebrated being close to over all this illness by having an impromptu dinner with friends.  Now what started out with me leaving one child and only bringing two home with me ended up with me leaving one taking five home with me.  Fortunately these guys get along most of the time and are excellent listeners.  (And they all have a healthy fear of me. :-))  The conversation in the bathroom before bed had me laughing so hard I started coughing and almost needed my inhaler to stop.

The two 5 year olds were having the great tooth paste and dental floss debate.

Child 1: Adam do you like minty toothpaste?

Adam:  Yes.  It really is my favorite.

1:  This toothpaste is too minty.

A:  I like it.  My dental floss is minty too.

1: Can I use this dental floss?

A:  Yes but its minty.

1:  I like minty.  But not Pepperoni.  Pepperoni is too minty.

I almost fell on the floor.  This conversation sounded like two big kids or adults with the intonations they were using.  It sounded as if they were having a conversation about global warming with their tones.  5 going on 30 with a twist of where in the world did pepperoni come from?

The reason my circut breaker blew up.

It is a blog kind of week.  Let us do the totals and then wonder if I will still be sane come Monday.

1. Two weeks ago Adam and I started coughing.  We are still coughing and now so are my mother, Zachary and Corbin. 

2.  Monday night Adam developed pink eye....I went to the all night pharmacy got home at 11:30 to a no longer screaming child but a sleeping child, there was a wasted trip.  On the bright side he was able to start medication in the morning.

3.  Left my mom with the kids so I could have a time out and get my breaks redone (apparently the company I bought the car from didn't really redo the roters they just warped the brand new break pads so that I would be able to drive it for 30 days before the warranty wore out and then they would return to shaking every time you pressed them) and the other two came down with Pink Eye and fevers.  Sorry Mom!

4.  Wednesday I was home thinking okay this isn't so bad.  The coughs aren't any better but they will get better (not!) and the eyes have been treated for 24 hours so off to theater.  When we got home Corbin promptly went in the bathroom to puke.  Well, my apologies everyone at theater who may or may not come down with that illness.  But really who knew we would get that lovely symptom too.  (I believe it was just from coughing too much or maybe it was the turkey sandwich that seemed like it wasn't very good.  I can only hope!)

5.  Thursday off to the doctor.  Zach and Adam woke up in the middle of the night crying with ears that were hurting.  Got to love Kaiser, two separate Dr's. at the same time.  So we had to again bring my poor mother and leave one child with my guy here at the house.  Sigh. (thank god for family and friends who would burry bodies with you if you asked.)  Two, slight ear issues but really neither Dr. thought it bad enough to do any thing about except Adam who had been sick for so long.  Antibiotics for him and mom convinced the other Dr. to give Zach some too.

         a.  Zachary did not take his pills.
         b.  Adam did.  Adam was covered in hives right after the second dose of medicine, the first one
              that morning was mostly on the floor and down his shirt.  (He didn't like that flavor!)

6.  Today is Friday......Woke up to a child who had hives develop even though I had given him benadryl just 6 hours earlier.  (had to get up every 4 to 6 hours during the night to give him medicine.)  I think I might be a little rummy today. 

Which is why I blew the circuit to our television side of the house by allowing 2 boys to use two vacuums at the same time so they wouldn't fight over sucking up the dirt around the house.  It is also why I had to yell at them to stop sucking each other up with the vacuum.  Totally my own fault.