Yep, you read that right....super balls. One of our favorite apris ski spots has an arcade room with lots of fun games. Earlier this week, before the big one broke himself, we were enjoying some after ski beverages and snacks with the donkey and a couple of Canadians. The kids were entertaining themselves in the arcade. Apparently there is a game in there that hands out super balls as prizes, you know the kind that bounce super high and then spike all over the place? We came home with about 50 of them. That's right, fitty, 5 0, that says a lot about how long we spent having apris ski beverages. ;) Super balls = super fun!! Especially when you are on the third floor of the condo building you are staying in. ;) Can you see where this is going? Oh yeah...it's going there all right. I caught the middle and little on the balcony earlier spiking them as hard they could on the driveway below to see which way they would spike off to. They were giggling in delight with the fact that some would actually bounce up and over the trees into the neighboring condo's parking lot. A few landed on people's balcony's. Umm, boys, what are you doing? Two little heads whip around with completely innocent looks on faces and hands behind their backs. "Nothing mom." Do they seriously think I am that dumb? I may have been born at night, but it wasn't last night! ;) I went thru the whole parental lecture of the dangers of throwing things off the balcony, which the middle completely glazes over and tunes about 10 seconds into.;) About the time I'm wrapping this up in all my best seriousness, the big kid yells from inside on his perch with arm elevated, "Guys, don't throw all your balls away, you're gonna want those later!" PAHAAAAAA!! :)). Even I can't hold it together on this one! That's just funny, I don't care who are, it's funny. :)
Yesterday the broken big kid and I took the little one to the pool, it's an outdoor heated pool so it's completely open air. The little one jumps in, comes back up and says,"Hey, I found one or my balls in here! We must have got one all the way over here!" Super ;)
Time to get back to the man movie marathon the big kid and I are having. He wasn't interested in the romantic nuances of the most esteemed Jane Austin. ;) The Wine of the day is Fog Mountain merlot. The mountains are gorgeous encased in a heavy fog, especially as the sun begins to break thru. A beauty only the good Lord could create!
Happy spring break Wednesday! Oh, I just got the irony of the "break". Apparently I'm already in a mountain fog! ;) Lord help me, I'm a little slow on the uptake today.
Happy spring Wednesday!;)
The W(h)ine Hour..
Every household has one…the whine hour. It’s those bewitching hours between approximately 5 and 8pm in the evening when the kids go crazy and moms across the world lose their minds completely. It doesn’t matter if you have babies, toddlers, kids, tweens, or teens; those hours of dinner/homework/bath time/ bedtime can just about do a momma in. What is a girl to do? It’s simple and brilliant actually, just slip in a little wine of your own! Now, I’m not suggesting anyone down a bottle of whiskey everyday between the hours of 5 and 8, in fact if you do that you will have a few whine hours of your own the next morning. Basically, a little wine during the whine hours will keep you out of the padded cell at the local cookoo house where people will walk by and peek in your little window and say things like “aww, poor mom has lost her marbles” and “hmmm, now that’s a crazy one right there, sits in there all day and hits herself over the head with a Barbie and a hotwheel”. Don’t smirk, it can happen.
So, enjoy the tales of my whine hour, and how I survive each and everyone of one of them with a sense of humor and a good bottle of wine! After all, the whine hour comes around every single day, a girl has to be prepared!