Random Notes from the Blondes

1. Yesterday I mentioned to Owen that he needed to clean the litterbox in the bathroom, that it had gotten really bad, and asked if he could do it in the next hour or so. He agreed, no problem. Later Ernie mentioned it to me that the catbox was bad. I texted Owen to remind him and he said that he had already done it. We went back and forth so I finally walked in there...and yes, he had done a GREAT job cleaning the litterbox...he just had left the poop that was sitting on the floor next to it. I pointed it out and he said, "Oh, my bad" and cheerfully cleaned it up. I just shook my head and wondered what kind of teenage brain would think to clean all the damn poop out of the litterbox and do a great job...and not get the poop sitting 3 inches from the box.

2. Yesterday Ernie came home with some of Owen's favorite Arizona iced tea. I can never decide whether it's more evil for him to have the sugar or the fake sweetener. Regardless, I groaned, and said, "I don't want him drinking so many sweet drinks. Once in awhile is ok....but he goes through it too fast." Ernie agreed and said we should talk to him. I said, "but this has to come from BOTH of us, not just me." He nodded understandingly. Later Owen came in the kitchen and Ernie said, "Owen, your mother thinks....." 

I kid you not. 

I pointed out that that wasn't exactly presenting us as a united front. Ernie looked a bit remorseful and said, "I do that a lot, don't I?" Owen said, "Yup, all the time Dad," and  poured himself a glass of tea.

3. Ernie went to get his license renewed recently. The guy behind the counter asked him for his weight, looked at him, and then said, "Oh, and I'm not buying the blonde hair anymore, I'm  putting that down as grey."

Heh.