The McDonald’s in our mall has a new sign on their counter. It is a chart depicting how many containers of sauce you get with each of the different sized orders of chicken nuggets. Apparently, you get one sauce for a four nugget order. From a six piece to a nine piece you only get two. If you get the family sized order you get three. And if you want more, you pay a quarter a pop. They also refuse to trade the pop in a Happy Meal for a juice, like the new company campaign for better eating suggests. They will only let you have the juice if you pay a dollar over the cost of your happy meal and forgo the pop. This is the same McDonald’s that is running a Happy meal special with two surprise toys in each meal. The catch is that they only open one box of toys at a time so, if like me, you go in and order two Happy Meals, you get four of the exact same lame toy. Can we say Psycho Cheapskates? We don’t eat there much, but it’s always interesting.

I am the world’s most awesome mother because I spent an hour designing a super cool layout out of our Thomas the Tank Engine track and then I glued it together and onto an old coffee table so it is permanently set up and ready for play. We have about $400 worth (don’t freak out I bought almost all of it on major discount) of Thomas junk and the fact that it was all sitting there not being played with was making me crazy. Jonas couldn’t seem to drive the trains around the bridge without collapsing it and Maggie thought playing with it meant knocking the track off the table, so now- it’s all better! And the hottest toy we have! All thanks to Elmer’s glue!

We were out shopping last night and I was very stressed at Jonas, and questioning whether or not I was as ok mom, when this horrible woman walked into the store we were in with her four small children in tow. The kids were being fairly decent when all of the sudden she lit into them cussing up a storm, calling them every name in the book and using every combination of four letter words I’ve ever heard and a few new ones. The children looked unphased, which made it clear to me that this was a frequent occurrence. Jonas watched the entire thing, and I was very tempted to ask her to watch her language in front of my kids (I’ve humbled a fire-mouthed retired Colonel in the commissary, so it’s not like I’m a wuss) but she was so incensed I really thought she’d hit me, and filing assault charges would have taken up the rest of my evening, so I just watched her leave and patted myself on the back for being a decent mother.

I have spent the past few days listening to a constant barrage of, “I want noodles. . .I want go store. . .I want ice cream. . .I want apple juice. . .I want Gramma Sue. . . I want apple juice. . . I want watch movie. . .I want apple juice. . .” and “Where’d you get it? Where’d you get it? Where’d you get it?” The talking was fun at first, now I’ve reached the point where I am really looking forward to preschool next year!

Oh! Good News! My Camera Is On It’s Way Home From The Evil, Bad Warranty People At Best Buy! It’s Fixed! They Say I’ll Have It In My Hot Little Hands By Tuesday! I’m So Excited I’m Capitalizing Things!

If anyone out there has some baby shoes in size 3 and up they would like to send me, that’d be great. I’m having a horrible time finding shoes for Maggie. Correction, I’m have a horrible time finding shoes within my pathetic budget. I found an adorable pair of K-Swiss shoes for Maggie. I just couldn’t pay $40 for something she was going to outgrow in six weeks. Our Payless bites and I couldn’t find anything in her size at Target. Even Gymboree doesn’t have any good shoes out right now! Where are all the shoes people?

Oh and speaking of shoes, Jonas did the cutest thing yesterday! He had just put his shoes on the wrong feet and was sitting on the floor with his feet in front of him. I told him he needed to switch them and he said no. I told him we couldn’t heave until he put them on the right feet. He thought about it for a second, grinned and me and then crossed his legs so it looked like the shoes were right. Cute and brilliant, folks!

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