Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Huh?? Sorry, I'm Tired, What Can I Say?

It's been a full couple of weeks, and I'm a bit tired right now. This post reflects my brain-dead state, but it amuses me in a mild sort of way, and right now, that's good enough for me. You may make of it what you will... Why am I weary? Five step-children in addition to my own two makes a houseful. (My eldest lives in the city where she attends university.) It gets a bit claustrophobic bytimes, when one considers that four of the seven are teens, and two more will be there within a year. You parents of tots don't realize just how much space teens take - physical, auditory, psychic. You feel crowded by a two-year-old? Just wait till your 16-year-old son comes home with four friends: five boys with every bit as much energy as the same number of toddlers, only in adult- sized bodies and with Big, Deep Voices... Which is why I was pleased to see these visitors in my kitchen the other day. Yes, they are quite a few of them, but they're small, very quiet, don't take much space,

and they don't eat much. Check out those bright eyes with the long lashes. "Anyone see my glasses? Guys? Guys?"
"Hey, guys, don't leave..."



10 Comments:

Anonymous Sharkey said...

Like "Night of the Living Dead," but with taters. Too cute!

8/16/2005 10:20:00 PM  
Blogger Mary P. said...

"Night of the Living Dead". With taters, LOL. Yup, that's how I feel about now!! Goodnight!

8/16/2005 10:27:00 PM  
Blogger Haley said...

When did we get Potato Men?!? Those are only the best toy ever!!! I could play with those for hours.

8/16/2005 10:49:00 PM  
Blogger LoryKC said...

LOL!

My son actually has a stuffed Mr. Potato head w/ a battery--you push his hat and he talks. Only problem: once you leave him alone for a minute, the toy actually calls for you!
"Hello? Hello!"

8/17/2005 01:07:00 AM  
Blogger Aginoth said...

My son had a "Thomas the Tank Engine" that used to call to be played with.

notice used too?

It very quickly had a piece of modelling clay stuffed in it's speaker, and is buried at the bottom of a box of old sheets.

THERE WAS NO OFF SWITCH !!! What sort of sadist invents a talking toy, a LOUD talking toy, nay a LOUD ANNOYING talking toy with no off switch.

Still gives me nightmares.....

8/17/2005 04:51:00 AM  
Blogger Heather said...

The last picture cracked me up - the eye balls just peering there, looking so hopeful. There even seems to be an undertone of "please...even the arm hole will do"

Okay, so you have officially have me freaked about the space than teenagers occupy. I have three boys. I can just imagine the sights and smells in my house. Poor me.

8/17/2005 07:11:00 AM  
Blogger Mary P. said...

Haley: Aren't they great?? We've had those things since that roomate I had years ago and her horrible child - remember them? They left them behind when they moved out. I may have added to them since: garage sales are a good thing!

Lory: Maybe it's parental payback: give your toddler a demanding toy. We've had the occasional talking toy in this house, almost always gifts others have bought. I have very limited patience for them...

Aginoth: and why are they always so LOUD, anyway? Very often, I think that they are so loud they could be damaging to a child's hearing, especially the way a kid will lay right on the thing.

We have a card game that includes a set of plastic dolphins. (When you got the right combination of cards in your hand, you yell "SPLASH!" and grab one.) Except they came with truly obnoxious squeakers. It was a Christmas gift, and on Christmas Eve, there was mummy, violently thrusting a knitting needle down the throat of these hapless dolphins. Felt a bit macabre, I admit, but one does what one must!

Heather: you've seen exactly what I saw, only identified it better: Hopeful. That's what they are! That's precisely why I like that shot.

Sights and smells aplenty, indeed, but I like boys. They're straightforward, and not nearly as moody as their female counterparts. Mostly just big affable kids looking to have fun. Fun does seem to involve a lot of volume and physical horseplay - you've heard of baby-proofing? You may be well advised to put the breakables away when your boys bring friends home...

8/17/2005 08:14:00 AM  
Blogger Candace said...

We LOVE potato pieces and parts here. We have two whole bins for them. We even bought a bunch of pieces that you can only get via the Disney corporation (I'd say "only at Disney resorts" but I think you can get them on-line as well), and they're FUN!

I SO want a Darth Tater.

8/17/2005 10:11:00 AM  
Blogger ieatcrayonz said...

Sharkey - hilarious as always!

Is that a baby potato head face down on the tile? It's almost like it's reaching out for the hopeful eyes. As if baby potato had those on before her hurried shopping trip (literally), she would probably be able to find her purse now.

8/17/2005 11:55:00 AM  
Blogger Mary P. said...

Misfit: "Darth tater"??? Bwahahahahah. I LOVE it!!

Crayonz: lol. What a great story! "She's be able to find her purse now"... Heeheehee. If you ever get tired of being an engineer, you can always be an art interpreter. Or children's story writer. See how CREATIVE you are??

8/17/2005 10:05:00 PM  

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