Shrinking Attitude: Getting Away From the Evil Spider Robot
By St. Nick, age 7 (transcribed by Mom)
It all starts with one mom and one dad and one sister and two boys. But one time when they were driving in the car, they smashed into another car. But the car transformed into a Giant Evil Spider!
But until it's done transforming, it shakes the car and the robot is really strong. Everybody falls out but the robot catches them with his laser. He takes them back to his science place and turns them into spiders. Now it's up to one person to rescue them and to turn them back into humans.
The one person who can defeat the Evil Spider is ...
The Super Hero ...
The Super Hero Baby Mud Pie has super powers. She can spray super poop diapers at the Evil Spider. And she has super stinky powers and the spider will get stinky and have to take a bath. She can rescue anybody.
But one thing - the spider hid the people in the snow outside.
The Evil Spider wants to get rid of the Super Hero Mud Pie. He set some traps for her. He's in his lab trying to get rid of the people that were in the car and the car is now an Evil Minion that he can use to get rid of the Super Hero Mud Pie. She has to battle it before she can get to the lab to rescue the people he has in his evil clutches.
She goes into the lab and the Evil Car Minion is asleep.
But Mud Pie has her partner, Super Hero Fish! His super powers are: he has a Lego-gun-train and super smiley face and super long hair so he can curl up with the spider, and his body can stretch over 100 feet. But Super Hero Fish is really sick so he has to stay home. He got infected by the Evil Spider with some sick material stuff.
So Super Hero Mud Pie is on her own.
Come back soon for the next installment in our exciting saga, House of the Spider Robot!
But as an aside, the other day I did a random search for "Kitchen Chemistry" - since we'll be doing chemistry next year for school. What should I find but this?
Our dinner last night went something like this:
St. Nick: Ed's parents owe him ninety-five bucks. Where's that $15 Mom had for me?
Mom: What $15?
What is with me/us? We keep making the same moronic decision year after year after ...
We've heard of racism and ageism, sexism and more, but over the weekend we experienced yet another "ism." It could be seen as a sort of reverse ageism, I suppose. It's nothing less than: "Kidism."
Apparently our new school requires students to call home when homework isn't completed. As if making a call during quiet reading time is a Mark of Shame.
Here's how my week (first week of vacay for the kiddos) has looked:
Monday: in tears (me) by 8am.
Tuesday: in tears (me again) by 11am.
Wednesday: so far so good (me) and...
This week ...
- One minivan breakdown which took three days to fix (its Brain died, and yes that's as expensive as it sounds).
- Two all-morning meetings with Baby.
- Three dozen diapers sold online.
- Arranged one...
Mornings without Dr. D can be a little crazed. Who makes the coffee? Who urges the kiddos to hurry up, get things together, don't forget ... ? And if I happen to have an appointment in the morning, who on earth is going to take care of things so I can get ready to go? I may drop the kiddos at school uncombed and unwashed (that's me unkempt, not them), but...
Bedtime rolled around with the usual mix of exhaustion (parents) and bickering (Pie and Fish). This time the argument was over who brushed teeth first. Everyone ended up frustrated, so we spent some time in Pie's room sitting together and talking about Family and how much we love one another. Little hearts softened, siblings made up and said Good Nights and I Love Yous. All was well.
St. Nick usually does little with Maggie beyond coo at her (in the same voice he uses for the cat), but here's a rare moment captured. He's setting aside his anti-girl biases and is acting as ... drum roll