Random Tid Bits

1. We went out to eat a few times lately. We wanted to try someplace new and different, so we went to Adana's Kebab House. It was really pretty good! I had something called dönerdürüm, turkish coffee, and we each got a piece of baklava.













Then not by choice well kind of by choice we went to Burger King. That's the day I had allergy testing done. I didn't think we'd get out of the doctor's office as late as 7:30. I actually had something made that we could just warm up, but we were so far from our house and hungry.

Here's the boys into Women's Wrestling. They were so into it I had to remind them to eat many different times.







This cracked me up! This little boy wanted to get the same hair cut as his friend, so his teacher couldn't tell them apart. Ha! I think it worked. I'm blinded by their cuteness, and can't tell them apart either. You can find the story, and the pictures here.











Do you think racism is something we're born with, or a learned thing?




I was pissed on Wednesday when I got home from work. I was already in a foggy mood from being on Steroids.

Then Travis greeted me with, "Isaak got punched in the head today at school."

I was like, "By the same kid that's been bothering his small group of friends?"

Travis, "No that kid is all talk. He would never do something like that. This kid was saying, 'Isaak ate worms in Kindergarten.' Isaak said, 'No I did not!' and the kid clocked him. The teacher on duty saw him punch Isaak, but he said Isaak punched him first. She was going to make them both sit out for recess, but Isaak claimed he didn't hit the kid. This kid's Dad is a real piece of crap! He's one of those parents that honks until his kid gets in the car. He never gets out of the car to pick him up, and he doesn't care if anyone has to wait on him."

Isaak stood at the door with his head hung down like he was in trouble.

I went up and said, "You did nothing wrong. Even if you punched him back you wouldn't have done anything wrong in my book. That kid is a jerk Isaak!" 


Travis saw the teacher talk to this kid's parent. Of course she had to go to his car to talk to him. This folks is what many in our future will be like. Asshats! Isaak's a good kid. He doesn't cause trouble, he does his homework, gets good grades, and is does what we tell him. He's had problems with jerks this year. I almost wish it was socially acceptable for him to punch the kid back. If he did he wouldn't be in trouble with us. Even if he was suspended. At this point I think I'd praise him for standing up for himself. The kid in question got a detention. Isaak said, "He got dispended Mom."

Mica never had those issues as much because he kind of sits back to observe things. If trouble arises he moves away. 

Where to Begin?

I have so much to blog about that I don't know if I should blog about today, or last week?

I'll start with last week. Maybe next week we'll get to Easter. I'm only kidding perhaps.
 
Last week the boys had a science night at school. It's been awhile, since we've had a school event. 

They had booths of stuff that kids could pick out for the Science Fair. Mica decided he want's to do something with magnets, and Isaak wants to do something with dancing raisins. We still have to work on that. It's for the end of the month. At the school it's optional for kids to participate in the Science Fair if they are below 4th grade. Our kid have always participated. Some of it is over their heads though. They don't get why they have to say why this or that happened.
 
Our local children's museum came to show how germs work. Isaak raises his hand to be a volunteer every time. He usually never gets picked, but did this time.

He even got a germ hat for volunteering. I thought just volunteers got one, but she handed everyone a germy had when they were done.

It was really late when we got done, so we went out for a bite to eat. 

This is crazy- 

We don't go out to eat often. For some odd reason whenever we do something really bad in the world has happened, and it's on the TV to watch. There's always a sign that says, "Please don't touch the TV." When the Boston Bombing happened we begged a place to change the channel. The trouble was is that they had to have it on a news, or sports station. It was all over both. There were 2 TVs in the place, so there was no getting away from it.

That day happened to be the day a co-pilot ran a plane into the ground.

I'm not all about covering up things for my kids, but let's face it the world sucks sometimes. If I can't make sense of something kids can't process it very well either.

We ate, and went on our merry little way. 

While I sat there I said, "Wow I'm just having trouble looking at that bench, while I'm eating." Travis looked at it, and said, "Oh..."

Do you see what I saw?

The whole bench is just wrong for a place to eat. Phallic symbols all over it repeating.