Mundy Madness – The Big Swim

Good evening fellow wonderers:

My plate was so full today and I almost forgot it was Monday. Sitting here for the last errand for the day, I’m going to post about our family learning to swim.

Every Monday and Wednesday my grands are taking swimming lessons at the YMCA. I decided it was necessary at this time because I want to take them on The Disney Cruise next spring and being I am the only swimmer in the family I started worrying who would save everyone else. Girls scouts taught me to anticipate any disaster and prepare for it, hence swimming lessons in October.

The lesson is 45 minutes. So far this is how it has gone.

Mommy: Jada get in the pool.

Jada: I got ta potty!

That’s a 15 minute trip and happens about every 15 minutes.

Alex banged his head on the wall last week and was out of swim lessons last week. Today he’s complaining about the water turning his eyes red and might cause him to have an asthma attack. But he is in the pool so I just sit here and wait. The pool area is so warm it reminds me of being on Paradise Islands, Jamaica.

My husband and I went there for our honeymoon. We are on the most beautiful pink sands with clear ocean water when my husband confesses he doesn’t know how to swim but insists I enjoy the water. I do. I swim out far past the break of the waves. I’m wading in the water when I turn back to the shore and could see my husband waving his arms frantically, jumping up and down. I start to swim towards him. He is shouting but I can’t make out what he is saying. I start swimming again and I look up and he is in the water, like Jesus Christ walking on top of it. I swear I have never seen anything like it. He was moving so fast all I could do was stand there. When he got to me, he grabbed the back of my swimsuit and dragged me back to shore and did not stop until we were out if the water.

“Didn’t you see the shark?”, he shouted. As I’m adjusting the wedge he is yelling, “How was I to go back home and tell your mother something happened to you?” Needless to say I did not go back in the water for the rest of the honeymoon because when he heard the lifeguard yelling for these two boys with a plastic shark fin strapped onto one of them, he got upset. I saw them during my swim out but I didn’t know what my hero was yelling about when I saw him. I just kept that to myself and lavished my newly found hero husband with all the love I could muster. This guy must really love me to walk on water!

As far as my grandchildren go, Jada is in the pool screaming and Alex is fighting the noodle. It’s a good thing we are not going until next April. It’s going to take a lot more lessons.

Have a great evening and thanks for perusing.

Got Craft Suggestions?

Good morning crafty wonders:

As you may remember, I am Celebration Mom for 120 six graders. Im really excited to do this job and even though I have three grown children, I never had the chance to orchestrate anything but be snack mom at school. So I’ve got to go big or stay home! You might be wondering why I’m starting so early? Once again I will be on crutches for the holidays so since I’ll have a lot of down time I might as well use it wisely.

Now here is what I’m thinking? A winter dance? I will need decorations of course. I am also thinking ice cream social. Winter equals cold plus ice cream. Theme?

Now for the craft, that’s where you guys come in. At every function there is to be some things the kids can purchase with their gator bucks. I’m thinking but I haven’t come up with anything yet and I need to get all my supplies before November 1st.

Crafters, what ya got?

Mundy Madness – Potty Training, Potty Mouth

Good morning fellow wonderers. I hope you had a great weekend. First let me put out my disclaimer — some of the language in this story may be offensive but I have to tell it as it happened.

Potty training was easy for my girls. Of course it was, I’m a girl too. Potty training for my son was easier. I had him potty trained at 18 months, but being me, I tend to over think things and started wondering if I missed something or taught him something that would affect how other boys viewed him in the art of pottying. Things like do you wipe like girls. I didn’t know I’d never watched a guy potty before. What really started to concern me was he kept his hands in his pants all the time. He had fallen in awe with “the thing.” So I thought to keep his hands out, I’d put him in overalls. Something I could get him out of quickly but something that he couldn’t get into as quick. That was a temporary fix. So I went for the big guns. I asked my husband to go over potty training with him. You know, teach him how to use the fly and other manly things. With no direction, I sent the boy into the bathroom with his father.

My husband looked perplexed, the boy had been going to the bathroom for a couple of weeks. What else is there to learn? As I was walking away from the bathroom I heard my husband say, “Ok Son, grab your dick!” Like chalk scraping on a blackboard I cringed and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I couldn’t go back in the bathroom, after all I did ask him to help me. Later that evening I asked my husband if he could of used any other word something like “buddy”, something user friendly. He gave me the look, the why did you ask me if all you were going to do was critique me look. So I let it go.

A couple of weeks passed and the boy and I were at Belks Department Store. I was shopping and he was just stand there with his hands down his overalls when the salesgirl asked him, ” Hey little guy! What you got there?” When he proudly answered, “My Dick!” With red face in hand, she ran off.

The moral of the story might differ for you but for me, after that day, I always gave dialogue whenever I asked someone to teach my children anything. After all if I was going to be embarrassed it should be my own.

Have a nice day and thanks for perusing.

Mundy Madness – A Lesson in Liability

Well hello wonderers:

Today I’m going to take you through the Mundy’s House Dictionary. Turn your page to the word liability and I will define it to you Mundy style.

Oldest daughter Kerrie wanted to borrow the car to go to Myrtle Beach for spring break with her girlfriends. She was 17 at the time and my only logical response was “No, the liability is too great.”

“What does that mean Mom?” She responded. Only she kept saying it over and over again. What does that mean, what does that mean? No matter how I explained it to her she said what does liability mean? Finally I broke it down to her:

A lie – as in what your gonna tell me when something happens.

A bill – as in what they’re gonna send me.

A T – as in tough titty. It ain’t gonna happen.

Li-abil-ity!!!!!!!!!

That’s my story for this week. Thanks for perusing.

Good Magnets are Hard to Find

Dear Wonderers:

I am back at my munificent board to make magnets of course. They were not as easy to find as I thought. The magnetic surface has to be smooth and the magnet has to be light to stick. So I decided to make some. I went to Walmart and got some supplies

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Magnetic sheets and sticky foam alphabet. Glitter ones because I’m girlie. But they have other boring ones too. The beauty of it all is both products have a sticky side. You just peele off the paper and stick the sticky sides together. Then just cut and trim the excess and you get MAGNETS!

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Oh joy! I’m going do the whole bag the next rainy day I have nothing to do so Lil J and I can make words.

Until next time, thanks for perusing and keep wondering!

Starbucks – You are here cups

Good morning fellow wonderers:

I just want to know one thing Starbucks. I am here but where are the cups?

K wants a Charlotte cup and asked me if I could get her one. I went to all the stores in my area, no one has them in stock. I even went to the Starbucks at the NC/SC border. They didn’t have any but I must say, they had plenty free samples of their pastries. That made it worth the trip.

Sorry baby, I am trying to find you one. I will be at The Dunhill this weekend and all around downtown Charlotte. If I don’t find one, I will go to the airport before I leave the city. How about a Philadelphia cup? I’ve got connections there. I could send a lot of people on a frenzy.

Hey Starbucks, if you are here reading my blog, could you send me a cup?

Until next time……

Progress Complete -chalkboard status

Good Afternoon Fellow Wonderers:

For now, I have completed the mud room space. My magnetic chalkboard is working magic on my imagination and so far Lil J is loving the space. I look around this room and see so many more possibilities. By Christmas it will probably be a arts and craft station as well as educational. You see the rack in the middle of the shelving. I think if I get more racks, I could put all my rapping paper and ribbons on racks. Oh, the possibilities are endless. Poor hubby will have quite a few honey-do list coming soon.

My board, I am loving it. It’s so large and can be used in so many ways I feel it needs a name. I’m going to call it “Munificent Board!”

So with much appreciation for everyones help on my project:

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And I already have my first homework assignment ready to hang on it.

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Thanks for perusing and until next time, keep wondering.

Location Approved

Good morning fellow wonderers:

A location has been approved by hubby
for my magnetic chalkboard wall. Drum roll please – The mud room!

Why there you might be wondering?

It is right off the kitchen where Lil J can play while I’m cooking.

It is right near a bathroom.

It has doors on both sides of the room and if it is an unsightly mess, I can close it off from the rest of the house.

That’s where I got the husband’s interest and finally approval. I had to go the long way of course by suggesting the kitchen first, which is really funny, because I don’t have a whole wall in the kitchen except the wall that hangs the canvas I brought back from Aruba and if you knew how I struggled for a location for that picture, you’ll understand it will never be moved. 🙂

Here are my before pictures and proof that the kitchen wouldn’t do. Heheehe.

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My husband built the shelving in last year so that part of the mud room just needs some adjusting. Here are the tools I will be using.

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High density foam roller
Rust-oleum magnetic primer (thank you stitching grandma)
Valspar chalkboard paint
Painter’s tape

Can you guess what I’ll be doing today?

Thank you for perusing.

Until next time, keep wondering.

Magnetic chalk paint

I need a gallon of magnetic chalkboard paint to keep up with all the homework and class assignments. I may be smarter than a 5th grader but 6th grade is wearing me out and this is only the 2nd full week. My frig is full of notes and magnets. I need a whole wall or small room to keep up with all the demands. I just need somebody to dare me to do it. I need a real excuse to chalkboard paint. 🙂

Love/hate kinda thing

First day of school. I hate it for them but I love having the house to myself for a moment. I love listening to all the goings on in their day but I hate the homework they bring home, for them that is. I hate that the days are getting shorter but I love that bedtime comes sooner. I love the cooler weather but I hate that I’ll need my coat soon. I hate that it seems to be fall as soon as you say school starts but I lovvvvvvve fall. It’s my favorite time of year.