Friday, August 27, 2010

Sometimes I wish my kids were naughtier...

Last week my sister called me up.  She was remarkably calm and composed.  I think she called me because it was a better idea than crying - you see, I can usually find a little humor in a bad situation... especially if I am removed from said bad situation by 500 miles.

You see, my sweet niece C (who is just 8... at least in human years) had been shopping with her grandmother and being a sweet grandmother she had gotten a surprise for C.  Me?  I usually buy the kids a Pez dispenser when I think they've been wonderful... maybe as a grandmotherly type I will splurge on the big ticket items like an air mattress.  Yep, C went home nearly hugging a box emblazoned with Hannah Montana and immediately went up the stairs, eager to set up the air mattress for use in her bedroom that night.

Gee, aren't air mattresses boring?  (I imagine this part being said by a little creepy version of C sitting on her left shoulder)  Wouldn't they be more fun when filled with... say... Water?

Ummm... I'm not so sure this is a great idea (says the more sweet looking mini C on the right shoulder)

but nobody heard that word of warning, because C and her evil influence were already off to the bathroom finding a pitcher to fill the mattress with water.

It would be hard to judge the extent of the damage in gallons...  let's just say that the second floor bedroom had a swampy feel to it once the air mattress proved that it hadn't been manufactured for use as a waterbed OR a trampoline.

some serious clean up was needed, and FAST - it was starting to resemble this:
well, you know, minus the creepy eyes.

after a good laugh, and a congratulations to my sister for allowing her daughter to continue living in their home, I hung up - and thanked each and every one of my kids for not listening to their evil mini left shoulder sitting selves... at least not too often. 

I know - if they were naughtier I'd have more blog fodder... but I might be too tired to blog!

images from the web (that IS the 1970 swamp thing) and permission was given to use my niece's horror story for your amusement.

14 comments:

Garden of Egan said...

Hilarious.
I think my kids were more like your sisters!

Cross your fingers and PRAY they remain that way.
And.....
Don't let them read your blog.

Tolin said...

It was sad and funny and extremely exasperated-sigh-worthy all at the same time. Our niece is a funny girl sometimes, isn't she?

Barbaloot said...

Oh my gosh-that sounds so fun! I wanna go buy a cheap air mattress now. But I'd fill it up outside at least.

One Cluttered Brain said...

Aww man!
That's terrible.
But I like that Swamp monster pic...I'm glad you could make her laugh...
You can have my kids, they are naughty....:)
But nothing like that though....

Saimi said...

A water bed air mattress now that's an idea. Those things always seem to deflate during the night. Filling it with water might just work!!

Congratulations she's brilliant!

Ellen said...

Zack's been wanting a waterbed. I'm glad he doesn't read your blog!

Kristina P. said...

So, what you're saying is that waterbeds are back in?

Lisa said...

Ha! NO WAY! That is...well...grounds for killing a child. But that's frowned on by all kinds of people. None of whom are mothers. Glad you saw the brighter side from 500 miles away. :)

Donda said...

My kids love to fill stuff up with water but luckily they have never thought of doing that!

wendy said...

Well, I'd say she is just down right creative!!

Megz said...

Wow. Kudos to the marketing people who figure if you can put Hannah on it they (or Grandmas) will buy it. I'm just thinking this kid has some perseverance. It's a pain in the buttski to fill those up with air---let alone with a pitcher of water!

Krista said...

That is funny - at your poor sister's expense. My BFF has some naughty kids and she shares her stories with me and I usually say, "Those little turds" (or something like that) and we laugh. If they were my kids they would be bound and gagged and never unattended.

Teachinfourth said...

I'd like a waterbed filled with milk…that way, when I was thirsty, I wouldn't have to walk all the way downstairs.

Wait, what was the question?

Missy said...

Now I am crying and praying my son does not think of this idea! LOL