tween-ese...and mom's a dunce

we're learning a new language here at paisley-place, tween-ese. i really need to start writing things down when they are spoken so i don't forget. tonight i'll share a couple.

kelley had a bit of a last minute rush after her shower tonight, packing up her homework that had gone missing this morning.

i must at this point tell y'all about this particular homework assignment real quick. it as a 4 page group of papers that was handed to me last night to be stapled. which i did and handed it right back i'm sure. this morning as mr. h was getting them ready for the bus (yes he does that for me-uber sweet!), kelley could not find the homework. they searched until it was time for the bus and she ended up going to school empty handed. mr. h and kelley knew this would result in a phone call home this morning so that kelley could tell him that she didn't have her homework to hand in. (as if he didn't know, but teacher's rule). both kelley and mr. h explain to the teacher that the assignment went missing when it was in "mom's hands".

needless to say i felt really bad as i am searching this evening for the papers *i* lost. searching unsuccessfully. readily claiming this as a major mommy FAIL, i write a note to the teacher explaining that the homework was done, i lost it, please give kelley the credit.

lo and behold...bethany finds the missing papers. under her bed. mmm-hmmm now that was definitely not my doing. i was so totally framed. fortunately for kelley, she will be able to turn in her work and get credit. and her teacher will be left to believe that i am a complete dunce.

now that i've gotten that out, i can move on...

kelley had forgotten to hang her wet towel up and her excuse? "but i was all commotioned with my making sure i packed my homework up so i wouldn't miss turning it in again". all in all, it was really cute the way it came out. it was worth being known as the mom dunce.

bethany's current gem is "BRB". i was proud to be able to easily translate this to "be right back".

in fact, the girls seemed to be amazed and even a bit miffed that i can speak their language. i believe that they think i am really...old. and probably a dunce.