This is Embarrassing

I'm embarrassed to write this but it is funny.  So funny that when I tried to yell at Steve I kept laughing because I can't believe what an idiot he is sometimes, and I mean that lovingly. 

We were playing memory with the girls (using the candy land cards which is a great idea- the chances of getting a match are higher and they are too young to focus on the actual candy land game).

OK I'm digressing.  We make a big high-fiving deal every time someone gets a match; like a big team high-five, well dumba** thought the girls weren't looking so he high-fived my chest.

I looked at him like he was an idiot.  I didn't think the girls saw until the next match was found and H high-fived my chest.

How am I going to explain this at school?

H to teacher: when we do something great at home we high-five Mommy in her boobies.

Steve's justification is that I should be flattered after all these years together he is still doing things like this....

Have you Seen a Cuter Scene?

I love walking in on moments like this....

I'm so glad my pit bull is vicious and on the verge of being banned and that my husband is uninvolved in my girls lives.

I really have to hang around for another game of Memory before I get to attack you again....boring!

Bad Mommy

Well that Stevie got one over on me again. 
During a very stressful morning he thought he would lighten the mood with a good ol' pantsing.
Didn't work.
I, without a thought and quick as lightening, back-handed him in the face.
Normally this wouldn't bother me or him since he is the one gambling.
But on this particular morning I was scrambling to get the girls ready for school so they both witnessed it.
EYES WIDE with shock they yelled a stern "MOMMY NO HITTING!"
Steve, of course, played this up like he was hurt.
Weasel.
So I had to tell them they were right and what a bad Mommy I was for hitting and no one should hit and I broke the rules and many I'm sorrys and I need a time out and blah blah blah.
Well played Steve, well played.