so, first i would like to acknowledge that i've been writing in this blog for 3 years...that impresses me...3 years of my random life events are documented.  i just thought about it the other day...and when my offspring come of age, will they be reading it and saying "mama - umm - you were/are kinda insane."

 

in other news...we played our usual sunday softball game today.  i'm the captain and therefore am involved in the pre-game coin toss for home field advantage.  well, today, the ump didn't have a coin, so we did rock/paper/scissors.  i strategized against my male opponent.  we both decided on scissors as our first draw.  2nd draw - again scissors.  (has that ever happened in the history of rock/paper/scissors?)  3rd draw - i went to the well again and beat his paper.  i'm sure he thought i'd revert to the standard 'rock' after two rounds of scissors, as who in their right mind would do scissors three times in a row?  key take away - "right mind" - and, as jon said - "he clearly didn't see the crazy behind your eyes or he would have known you'd do somethan like that."  i share my scissors triumph, as it doesn't take much to entertain me...go me.

 

another topic...bird crap.  i went to get groceries yesterday and got shat on by a bird while walking into the grocery store.  first thought: "please be a leaf that just hit the top of my head."  i was wrong.  i of course walked back to my car and tried to clean off my head with napkins.  i couldn't see the top of my head, so i was trying to look in car windows as i wiped...but, i'm sure there were remnants left and other grocery store shoppers got to witness.  anyway, i wonder what the chances are of getting shat on in your lifetime?  i just googled that question and clearly others have contemplated the same thing...pretty funny read.

 

my last topic...just because it's freak'n funny and because it just happened...my boy and his pee pee.  we ate dinner and then Aman decided he had to got potty.  off we go - he's basically self-sufficient at this point.  he goes and then he's decides to sit on the sink after he's done (no pants).  as he sits there, he looks at me and says "mama - can i be friends with my pee pee?"  i try my darnedest to not laugh and i say "yes Aiden, you can."  then he says "mama - i love my pee pee."  i'm sorry, but i lost it.  i had to leave the room bc i was laughing so hard.  then of course, he realizes that what he said made me laugh and he therefore started repeating it...which made me laugh more.  all i could think is ... you're gonna love that thing more than you realize...

 

happy sunday night and happy 3 years of random ramblings.