Dinner With Daddy

Tonight despite my neck pain and not being able to manually open the garage door, the kids and I went to the station to have some dinner with Paul. I stopped and got the kids chicken nugget kids meals and me a small side salad since I really wasn't hungry. So we get there and I get the kids situated and Paul heats up his food and sits down and the loudest alarm goes off that I have ever heard. Now mind you he's sitting there in downtime gear with his fork in his hand. I have never seen someone jump up and run out of a room so fast in all my life. I am literally scrambling trying to load everything back into the bags while calming the kids down so we could take off when he shouts just stay! So I explain to the kids who are covering their ears and acting nervous what is going on and they run to look out the window with just enough time to see the truck speeding away and going on to the flight line. So the kids at this point are now in a state of panic and worry. They don't understand what the loud noise is, where their daddy went, if he will be ok, will he come back, or will he get hurt. This is new territory for me. We've never really seen him in action from start to finish before. Yes we've been at the park to see him standing in a parking lot with the truck and all his co workers when Burger King had an issue or when they were called to TLF, but never have we seen him jump up, run out the room, and drive away. So they were quite beside them self. So I get them calmed down and back at the table. They were no in curious mode and kept looking out the window trying to see their daddy or the truck. So cute. And the guys did the best thing ever for the kids. I guess they could see the kids looking at when they were coming off the flight line and so they honked the horn. That just made their day. As soon as he got in we resumed eating out dinner. The kids spent some more time with him before it was time to say bye. For one JP was starving. For some unknown reason they forgot to put the chicken nuggets in his meal so all he had was apples. They closed at 8 so I knew I needed to go by BK before heading home. Once we got home the kids played and then it was bath time and off to bed.

Note to self

So I don't have an exact date that this occurred on so I will just post it today. Now mind you I've only had one incident with scissors and that was when we first got here and Kailee decided she needed a haircut and gave it to herself. Since then I have never had to watch or worry about her scissors. Justin either for that matter. They both know where they are where they go what to do with them and so on. Speaking of haircuts everyone in this family with the exception of Paul is in dire need for one. I have only mentioned poor Justin needing a hair cut for weeks and of course Kailee knows she is over due for a trim. As I mentioned yesterday Paul and Justin went and ran some errands while Kailee and I just sat at home cleaning and whatnot. I don't know the exact time but it was during me prepping dinner that I so affectionately touched the top of my son's head and bent and kissed him. Hmm odd I thought has my hand felt a rough spot. Nothing unusual considering many things end up in his hair. I go about my business then something triggers my memory. A pair of extra sharp kitchen scissors Kailee had laying on her bedroom floor. The usage was to cut open a princess package. The more and think as I am stirring my raw chicken in BBQ sauce and glancing towards the back of my son's head. They had been spending a lot of time in her room lately at night watching a Dora movie. How odd her sweetness kept coming out when normally he is forbidden from her room. So I slowly walk up behind my son and look directly down. Almost panicking at this point. My worst fears. A bald spot staring back at me. It has to just be the way his crazy over grown hair is falling I think. I reach down touch and look closer. Damn, it's still there....
I start asking questions to which a huge smile appears on his face and both immediately begin denying his hair had been cut. I run to the garage, call Paul to come get these kids before I murder one. And, take a breather. We both attempt to get to the bottom of the mysterious bald spot now very evident when looking at his head from the side. Both still denying having done anything wrong. I go and start investigating. I find this on Kailee's floor.
I start picking it up and my heart sinks as I now know exactly what happened. I pick it up in the palm of my hand. Breath Mindy. Breath.


I calmly go back to where both of my fearful looking kids are and ask again what happened. Neither fess up so I start taking privileges away for the lying. Kailee burts out crying and goes to her room. I follow and give her another chance. She explains she is to scared to tell the truth. I tell her she better fear what will happen if she continues to lie. She then breaks... Success. She explains Justin told her to cut his hair because mommy said I need a haircut. I laugh and say try the whole truth. She tells me that is. I bring in Justin who to my shock confirms her story. I want haircut because you say I need a haircut. His words. Paul comes in whispers without trying to laugh. Kids will be kids he says. I'm upset. My son has a big head already and a buzz cut will just enhance that. He tells me he did it to himself as a child and it will grow back. Still doesn't put me at ease. How he's not upset and is actually laughing at these two brats I have no clue.
Kailee then proceeds to tell me she knows what she's doing and does not need to go to school for hair cutting. And that's supposed to make it all better? UGH. Needless to say I know have a keepsake.




Note to self: No matter how well behaved and smart your kids are curiosity will always get the best of them. Oh and remove all scissors from their reach. Kiddy or grown up forever.

Where oh Where

Kailee decided to make up some songs while talking to her Nana yesterday and I was lucky enough to over hear them. They go like this:

Where oh where can my uncle be? Oh where oh where can he be? With all his candy in his mouth and he don't have no hair. Oh where oh where can he be?

Where oh where can my papa be? Oh where oh where can he be? With his blue green chair and his glasses we can't touch. Oh where oh where can he be?

Where oh where can Buster be? Oh where oh where can he be? With his buddy and he's just so cute. Oh where oh where can he be?

This morning I actually well she actually let me record her singing and she changed the songs up a bit but they are still cute. Her Uncles stayed the same but she changed papa's up. I believe she says with his glasses we can't touch and Buster and Buddy.

ETA: Please excuse the way she looks and sounds. She's been running fever and not feeling well since yesterday.