Friday, June 9, 2017

7 Quick Takes about Ticket Collectors, Green Eggs and Ham, and Something Going On at the Grocery Store

It's 7 Quick Takes Friday! How was your week?


We don't always go to story time at the library, but this week we went and met my friend Melanie there.

I will tell you that the theme of the week was trains. I won't tell you that we arrived so late we missed all the stories and only got there in time to do the craft.

Which is one of the reasons we don't always go to story time at the library.

I thought my son was really into trains (so I'm still a little irritated about missing practically the whole thing) but he had nothing on this kid who took it upon himself to make a billion "train tickets" and walk around the library handing them out to everyone, old and young, whether they wanted one or not.

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When Melanie and I left an hour or so later, that same boy jumped out of nowhere like a ninja and demanded our tickets. We fished them out of our purses (good thing moms never throw anything away) and surrendered them.

Then I think he might have been a little confused about how tickets work, because what he did next was follow us out of the library giving us more handfuls of his handmade tickets.

I'm still carrying them around in my purse, partly because I haven't had time to clean out my bag but mostly because that kid seemed pretty intense and I'm worried he might not let us back in without them.


You know what's fun? Playing charades with a 3-year-old.

We haven't played charades in forever but decided to try it out when we had no other ideas for Family Home Evening (like a Mormon family devotional on Monday nights.)

On the 3-year-old's turn he would erratically hop/gallop/crawl around, not acknowledging any of our guesses until we said his turn was over, at which point he would claim to be a random animal that he hadn't been imitating in any way, shape, or form.

When his sister got up and stood still for a second trying to decide which animal she wanted to be, he started randomly yelling, "Cow! Frog! Kangaroo!"

In other words, he totally gets charades now.


On the heels of his last business trip and the ensuing jet lag, Phillip had an all-day conference call that really wore him out. This is because it went from 2:30 AM to 10:30 AM.

Some of you may be thinking, "So what? My husband works shifts in the middle of the night all the time."

Well, your husbands are probably nurses or police officers where that actually makes sense. Mine is an acoustics engineer for ceiling tiles.

Apparently it was an international conference call, so only those lucky employees at company headquarters in France got to do it during normal business hours when they were, you know, awake.


The bad thing about having lots of kids is that when something gets ruined, it's much harder to figure out who did it. I mean, I can usually rule out one or two kids. But that still leaves 4 of them, meaning I've only got a 25% chance of punishing the right person.

So whichever one of you kids smeared a substance which may or may not have been poop (the sniff test was inconclusive) all over the cover page of Green Eggs and Ham, you got away with it this time. I hope you're happy.

Seriously, we need to invest in some security cameras around here. And also a new copy of Green Eggs and Ham.


The cashiers at my grocery store are being suspiciously nice to me.

Last week, the bagging lady at the checkout beside us saw the kids playing with the balls at the register, and instead of yelling at them to cut it out (which I was just about to do,) she bought three of them with her own money and gave one to each kid.

(So far they've broken a speaker and a candlestick by playing with the balls in the house, but I still count it as a good deed because how could she have known?)

This week, my cashier complimented me on my makeup but also told me that I really don't need it because I usually come in without it and I look great.

So I don't really have a conclusion here. Something's going on, I'm just not sure what. Some new customer loyalty pilot program?


I have to admit that I don't really get Twitter. I'm on it, but I still don't really get it.

However, I did make the Babble #FunnyParents list with a tweet about my baby, so that's something.

It's 7 Quick Takes Friday! How was your week?  {posted @ Unremarkable Files}

If you haven't seen it, go read the rest of the list: they're hilarious.


We're in the home stretch of the school year, otherwise known to parents as "End-of-Year Concerts for EVERYTHING" week.

I ended up going to the middle school band and choir concert alone because my husband needed to take other kids to church activities, but luckily he was still available by text so I could keep him filled in on everything as it was happening:

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As you can see, he missed one heck of a concert.

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The Not So Perfect Catholic said...

Oh my gosh! This post had me laughing (as all of your SQT do)!!! I'd be a little suspicious of the cashiers at the grocery store, too. Wonder what's up??
Acoustics Engineer for ceiling tile: that's 1 that you'll never hear a kid say he wants to be when he grows up!

AnneMarie said...

Your three-year-old's take on charades is so funny! Man, I need to play that game again; I've been thinking of charades a lot lately. It's so simple, but can be so fun!

Michelle said...

Hahaha the middle school concert! That is hilarious. I have not great memories of my middle school band and choir concerts. Namely choreography to Jingle Bell Rock. I had to slide under the legs of a rather large young man who was dripping sweat on me. Also not quite appropriate.

Jenny said...

One time my sister and I went to target. We got in the same check out line and the cashier told her they were giving a special $3 off today. I heard so I said "sweet!" I got my $3 off too. We were so excited that we got more stuff and went back through a different line. This time no one offered us a deal. So we left wondering: did the cashier feel sorry for her when she mentioned she had triplets? Was he trying to be nice because she looked worn out? Did His good deed backfire because I was excited and he possibly then had to give $3 off to everyone else in his line?

Beth (A Mom's Life) said...

Your quick takes are always so funny! Thanks for always making me chuckle1

Colleen said...

The best description of Twitter I've ever heard: Facebook is who you used to know, Twitter is who you'd like to know. Congrats on the Babble RT - that's cool. I had Sen. Ben Sasse reply to one of my tweets recently, and that was quite a thrill. Silly, but still thrilling.

Jenny Evans said...

I have to admit, Phillip is very happy at his new job but people are a lot less excited to hear about what he's working on now that he's not doing things with lasers like at his old job.

Jenny Evans said...

I've been wondering the same thing! Do I just not look like I have it all together and they're taking pity on me?

Jenny Evans said...

That's pretty cool. If I were you, I'd slip that information into as many conversations as possible.

AiringMyLaundry said...

Congrats on making it on Funny Parents. So cool! And that concert sounds like a great time ;)

Joanne @ Our ABC Life said...

Here's to the completion of all the End Of Year stuff!!!!

Rachel said...

Story 2 cracked me up. Jetlag and staying up all night isn't fun. The second night we were back home I did laundry, made a fried egg sandwich, folded clothes, sorted suitcase contents, and wrote emails in the wee hours of the morning. Also, it felt like the entire time we were in America the service people were suspiciously kind and helpful and friendly. I'm sooooo not used to that. It was possibly obvious, because at the grocery store, I was using a self-checkout with my family, and employee came up and asked, "Are you all visiting the area?" We're clearly foreigners to West Michigan. Afterwards she told us she hoped we'd have a nice stay and a safe flight home.