The Catholic Kids and I rocked the tennis world today by hitting the courts and volleying the ball around a bit. It was fun! In fact, our experience gave me big flashbacks to a time when I played doubles on an actual team. *aaaww* Sweet memories.
Speaking of which, Catholic Son pulled a ‘John McEnroe’ face today. Only, CS had no idea what he’d done since Mr. McEnroe’s tantrums are before his time. But that’s what YouTube is all about, right? So I felt compelled to share this commercial with him. Now he gets it.
I reminded myself of that fact today while ‘technically’ off the clock from the office to be home (sort of) with the CK’s who just so happen to be on summer break. While we were out-and-about-town doing the following:
Every night, the CK’s and I get together in the ‘parlor’ (aka ‘Formal Living Room’ that is mostly just a wasted place where the front door opens up to the house) for a little reading time with Mom (me). It’s a tradition of ours. Only now, something new has taken over our storytime session, and it’s called: Catholic Son passing gas. Toxic gas, that is. The kind of gas that sends me running into another room gasping for air, and thus started this conversation I’m sharing with you:
ITCM: What’s that… did you… GEEZ! *runs quickly away from CK’s*
CS: But I can’t help it! I can’t control it! It just comes out!
ITCM: But you CAN control it!
CS: How? How am I supposed to control it then?
ITCM: It’s called a SPHINCTER. Use your SPHINCTER and cross your legs while you’re at it.
Knowing that my afternoon would be enveloped by a big honkin’ Technology Committee conference call during which I’d been pegged to take minutes, I just knew a morning field trip with the CK’s was in order. And so it was—to the zoo, complete with a visit to the IMAX theater to see ‘Deep Sea 3D’.
*sign of the cross* Oh. My. G0D. Was that ever exciting, or what? I’ll confess on that slip, don’t worry.
Apparently so, according to CG who recounted the event to her BFF with, “THINGS POP OUT AT YOU!” Yes, I must agree. This movie is not your run-of-the-mill 3D flick. All kinds of sea life actually jumps out and bites you as you sit there all unexpecting in the audience. I was shocked from the minute I put on those funky 3D glasses. Too bad we couldn’t take those home… we’d be stylin’ as ever.