Too bad you cannot all be flies on the wall at my house.
On second thought, that would be gross.
My friend Stephanie over at Ooph.com has posts she calls ‘QUIPPY.’
Here are some recent QUIPPY moments around the R household:
1.) Friday night, we had hit the hay, I was watching, all together now, FORENSIC FILES, the husband was snoring. The only reason I was still awake is that I was awaiting the sound of Junior’s car coming around the corner (word to the wise-make sure your kid’s car has a broken muffler. There’s no sneaking in or out.;) So I’m watching the body count, Robert is talking to the sandman, I hear the muffler, and my husband sits straight up and says, (honest, I couldn’t make this up…):
UH{GROGGILY}…WHERE’S YOUR MOM?
Yeahhhhh. So ladies, what would you do if you husband asked for his mother in law, in bed, at midnight.
He’s known to talk in his sleep.
But he ain’t ever asked for my mom while we’re in the same bed.
Hmmmmm.
He flopped back down before I could answer, just as Tyler tip-toed in.
“Is he awake,” Tyler whispered?
I thought about it.
“Not sure,” I said. “He just sat up and asked for Nana.”
Blank stare from Tyler. I mean like big-white-are-you-joking-and-are-you-gonna-kill-him eyes.
“Maybe I should call Nana and have her come get in bed, and let dad wake up with her?”
Heh, heh. I’m wicked like that.
Baby Ty Ty
That’s what she gets for making tornado noises in bed when I was 10.
2.) My second Quippy moment was much shorter, but I think it sucked the air out of my lungs for a second.
Tyler and I were going to water polo the other night.
He was quiet in the car.
We were both tired.
He had his I-pod going, of course.
He took the headphones out and quietly said:
“I’m ready to go.”
Duh. I’m all thinking, ‘Go where? Aren’t we going somewhere now??’
Big Tyler
I looked at him stupidly and asked him exactly where he was ready to go.
Oblivious. That’s what my OTHER tattoo needs to read. Right across the middle of my wrinkled forehead.
“Go,” he said. “To college. I’m ready to move away.”
Oh. T.H.A.T.
I’m not sure if he was providing me the cancellation notice on the 18 year lease to his room?
Requesting a change of address card?
Asking for permission to let go?
Giving me permission to do the same?
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Have you exhaled yet? I can’t breathe and he’s your kid.
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Over from SITS – great post – laughing at your husband and crying with you about the boy. I dread the day mine are big enough to feel “ready to go” it is bittersweet, I am sure.
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Just stopping by from SITS to say Hello. What a great post! Hope you have a great weekend.
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Man, I am going through the same thing with my oldest. She is ready to leave, and I am like a kid sitting on her foot with a death grip around her leg, begging her not to go.
I know, I have to. You do too.
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