Sloopy Rhinohump at your service...

I received this email last night from my sister. I'm not a forwarder of emails. Hardly ever. But this came at the perfect time for me... and it totally made me laugh, even though my name is pretty lame. So instead of forwarding it, I'm blogging about it. Play along if you like and leave me a comment with your new name! I need a few more good laughs today!

The following is excerpted from a children's book, Captain Underpants and the Perilous Plot of Professor Poopypants, by Dav Pilkey. In it, the evil Professor forces everyone to assume new names...

So:-

1. Use the third letter of your first name to
determine your new first name:

A = snickle
B = doombah
C = goober
D = cheesey
E = crusty
F = greasy
G = dumbo
H = farcus
I = dorky
J = doofus
K = funky
L = boobie
M = sleezy
N = sloopy
O = fluffy
P = stinky
Q = slimy
R = dorfus
S = snooty
T = tootsie
U = dipsy
V = sneezy
W = liver
X = skippy
Y = dinky
Z = zippy

2. Use the second letter of your last name to determine the first half of your new last name:

A = dippin
B = feather
C = batty
D = burger
E = chicken
F = barffy
G = lizard
H = waffle
I = farkle
J = monkey
K = flippin
L = fricken
M = bubble
N = rhino
O = potty
P = hamster
Q = buckle
R = gizzard
S = lickin
T = snickle
U = chuckle
V = pickle
W = hubble
X = dingle
Y = gorilla
Z = girdle

3. Use the third letter of your last name to determine the second half of your new last name:

A = butt
B = boob
C = face
D = nose
E = hump
F = breath
G = pants
H = shorts
I = lips
J = honker
K = head
L = tush
M = chunks
N = dunkin
O = brains
P = biscuits
Q = toes
R = doodle
S = fanny
T = sniffer
U = sprinkles
V = frack
W = squirt
X = humperdinck
Y = hiney
Z = juice
Thus, for example, George W. Bush's new name is: Fluffy Chucklefanny. And my new name is listed in the title of this blog entry.

Go ahead. Do it. You know you want to...

Cinnamon rolls, chocolate-covered strawberries with sprinkles, and grapes...

Yeah. That was dinner. And no... I didn't make it. That's the creative mind of a nine year-old, people. I asked her where the protein was. She said, "In the milk, Mom." At least she's absorbing a little of what I try to teach her...

Needless to say my middle two daughters, Spazzy McGee and Squeaks McGillicuddy were bouncing off every wall and even the ceiling. Squeaks was still awake last night at 11:45. Why can't that energy be transferred to me?

Why?...

do kids do this?


What makes the thought of going to sleep in her bed so terrible that this child will stay awake for two hours past her bedtime... crawl rather quietly into the hallway... and then promptly fall asleep in a fully lit area? It's good that I take photos of moments like this. I can remember the sweet stuff. Especially when I want to hang them upside down by their toenails.

ETA: It's now 11:45 pm and my four year-old is STILL awake and trying to sneak out of her room. What is going ON? I'm tired... why isn't she?

Grateful today for these things...

• The subscription to Wonder Time magazine that my sister got for me. Love that magazine... it's a super cool alternative to Parents and other parenting magazines like that.
  
• Hannah feeding Gabby dinner tonight so I could finish making dinner for everyone else.
• Ally (the dog) didn't chew up anything today. BIG accomplishment for her.
  
• The way Lexi climbs up into my bed and pulls my arm out so she can roll right onto it. It's a little ritual for us now.
• The way Gabby bounces in her little duck tub. She bounces up and down on her little bottom like it's some kind of trampoline. So cute.
• Taylor helped me clean up toys tonight before bedtime. Without arguing. HUGE step for her.

Taylorisms...

My Taylor never ceases to amaze me with the hilarious things she says. (At least I think they are hilarious... maybe others don't. That's ok. It's my blog, so I can post what I want, right?) Today was no exception... we were driving Hannah to soccer practice, and she sees a pizza delivery car (you know, with the sign on top?) She says... "Hey Mommy, there's a car with a triangle hat on his head!" At first I had no idea what she was talking about, but sure enough she pointed and I saw it. Another incident from today: spring has brought houseflies... much to Taylor's dismay. She asked me repeatedly for the "flyswhacker" so she could "whack those pesty flies." And I'll share just one more... the girls wanted peanut butter crackers for their snack. Taylor was quite insistent that her's needed "lids." That girl cracks me up.