Tis the Season

It was a typical weekend morning:
I came in from work to be greeted by Diva and Little Man eating breakfast - "toaster pasters" for all involved. As noted previously, for whatever reason, clothing appears to be optional in the K house. This morning was no exception. Both kids were happily eating ... wearing nothing but their underwear. In honor of the upcoming holiday, Diva had added a Santa hat to her attire.
Thirty degrees outside and my daughter is eating breakfast in Hello Kitty panties and a Santa hat!

The conversation went something like this:
Me: "What are you eating?"
Diva: "Cherry toaster paster"
Me: "I like your hat, but aren't you missing something?"
*she looks around and thinks for a minute*
Diva: "My milk! I need my milk!"
Me: "Your clothes, sister! Where are your clothes?"

So, what did I do?
Got her milk.
Sometimes it just isn't worth it!

Scary Little Cars

Like many, we are a two car family. There is the SUV that could house a third world country and the smaller, older car used mainly for commuting. While it serves the intended purpose well, no one is a particularly big fan of the smaller car. It is older, has more miles and less "luxury" features (i.e. there is no DVD player). It does get significantly better gas milage, so it is the go-to vehicle if I am alone or only dragging one child along for the ride.

Being kids, they don't grasp this money-saving concept ... only the "no DVD player" part stands out in their minds, as evidenced by a recent overheard conversation:

Diva: "You are going with Momma and you have to take the little car."
Little Man: "No! I take the big car."
Diva: "You have to take the hond-ted, cause hond-ted is spanish for little car and we are taking the big car."

I feel the need to point out:

• little car is a honda
• it is in no way haunted
• we watch entirely too much Dora