Gosh, what color would I be?!

Color coded behavior. That's how the teachers let parents know what kind of day was had. Blue=best, Green=fair, Yellow=poor and Red=a call home. Today, both Michael and Mina came home with a green, for the very same reason, talking! I smile to myself, and ask in a tone that was serious but certainly not mad, "What do we have to do better about?" Their response in unison, "Not talking when we should be listening." I kissed them both and agreed!

Me! How could I possibly be upset? They are my kids! Me, the one that has been accused of being able to talk to a wooden man by my husband. The one that knows nearly every single employee, in every department at the supermaket. Or, goes in to pickup Chinese takeout that isn't quiet ready and comes out with a mans life story. Really! I came out and handed Honey a business card. He looks at it puzzled and asked me what it was for. I said it was from a guy inside....He has a painting company. He's originally from Michigan but now lives here in town with his parents. He and his wife are divorced but gets his kids on the weekends, that's why he's living with his parents. He's been here for a couple years and is in the process of buying another house, he should be closing in a few weeks.

Honey is staring at me without blinking and mouth open has I rattle off this information. When I finally finish he says, "MAN!! You were in there for seven and a half minutes and you came out with all that and a card?" I started laughing and said "Sure! Why not, it's better than just standing there!" Honey shakes his head and rolls is eyes but has to laugh and says, "Babe, you are unbelievable!!"

So see? How could I be upset with the two nuts that clearly have not rolled far from the bush?