A thank you and a laugh.

I wanted to write short post today to thank everyone for the kind comments you've left on my last two posts. I almost didn't post part 2, simply because while part 1 was short and succinct and to the point, I sort of got waaaay off topic on #2 and it really just turned into another "clearing of the brain" rant.

I want to say that in no way do I think my life has been horrible...many people have had a worse time of it than I did. Everything that's happened to me has shaped me into the person I am today, and while I've been going through a really rough time lately, I am thankful for everything I have and there's not a day I don't thank God for it all.

So...what better way to say thank you than with a laugh? Courtesy of Nick, of course.

Yesterday was Daddy's "short day", meaning he had only a few hours between shifts and the boys were with a sitter ALL DAY. We normally go out to eat or otherwise do something fun on Daddy's short days.

Me: "So, boys. Where do you think we should go for dinner? Qdoba for chicken and cheese (a.k.a. quesadillas, plain) or Olive Garden for noodles and sauce?"

Will: "DOO DOBA! DOO DOBA!"

Nick: "Um...what are the choices again?"

Me: "QDoba or Olive Garden."

Will: "DOO DOBA! DOO DOBA!"

Nick: "Um, what do they have there again?"

Me: {sigh} "Chicken and cheese quesadillas, plain - with no spicies, or noodles with sauce."

Will: "DOO DOBA! DOO DOBA!"

Me: "OK, Will, simmer down."

Will: "DOO DOBA! DOO DOBA!"

Nick: "McDonald's."

Will: "DICK DONNO'S! DICK DONNO'S!"

Me: SIGH.

A few minutes later, I'm changing out of my work clothes, getting ready to leave, when Nick comes in.

Nick: "I wanna go to Kindergarten."

Me: "You ARE going to Kindergarten. But not today. School starts in two weeks."

Nick: "BUT I WANNA GO TO KINDERGARTEN!!! TODAY! NOW!"

Me: "Uh, hello Mr. Sassy-pants. If you're going to be naughty we aren't going ANYWHERE."

Nick, sniffing, fighting back tears: "But you said we could go to Kindergarten."

Me: "Yes. You're going to Kindergarten. We drove past your new school, remember? But Kindergarten doesn't start for two weeks. You'll go...I promise." I'm distractedly looking under the bed for a stray shoe.

Nick: "But I wanna go TODAY!" At this, the tears start and I sit up and hug him.

Me: "What's wrong buddy?"

Nick: "blubberblubberblubberblubberblubber"

Me: "Bud, that's not English. What happened?" I'm perplexed at his sudden tears.

Nick, sniffing: "You said we could get noodles with sauce, at KINDERGARTEN."

OH. MY. HELL.

Me: "Do you mean OLIVE GARDEN? I said Olive Garden has noodles with sauce, not KINDERGARTEN."

Nick, laughing, with tears in his eyes: "Oh. Yeah. Olive Garden."

Kids.