Tuesday, May 10, 2011

foot in my mouth...again.

I OPENLY (and repeatedly) mistook one of Hudson's classmates DAD for his GRANDPA!!!!

"Oh Lucky Ian! He gets to go to the Eco Museum with his Grandpa!" I joyously said OUT LOUD...purposely being friendly, as we walked into the school at the same time.

Being the polite Canadian he is, he never corrected me (and no, there is NO WAY IN HELL he didn't hear me...unless he's deaf, which unfortunately he's not).

Later that fieldtrip, I heard the teachers addressing him as Ian's "Dad".

So so so embarrasing.

Lesson learned...I should never talk. Ever.

Sunday, May 08, 2011

he loves me...

"because I make him cheese sandwiches and hotdogs".

The teachers asked all the kids in Hudson's preschool why they love their mothers, then they wrote down all the answers and displayed them on a board outside the classroom.

I literally laughed out loud when I read my son's reason. Now everyone knows I feed my child the lips ands toes of processed meat.

Happy Mother's Day!!!