Apparently, mommy DOES speak a foreign language

In my next life, I'm coming back as my kids. Memorial Day weekend was full of getting together with friends, and we even squeezed in Shrek the Third on a rainy day, and we capped off the weekend with the pool yesterday, and then a bike ride to the ice cream truck. So I got a little frustrated when, at the end of the day, neither H nor T had any interest in listening to me. So I said, "what's the problem? Is mommy speaking another language that you don't understand?" And T replied, "yes, you say 'blah googy mama do gaya.'" If he wasn't so damned cute when he said that, I would've been pissed. The pool was fun--they finally swim well enough that I don't need to go in the pool with them! And T discovered the diving board--the lifeguards were getting quite a kick out of his enthusiasm.

I was surfing channels last night and caught the end of the Miss Universe pageant. I saw Miss USA slip and land on her butt during the evening gown strut--it was horribly funny, but I think she missed a huge opportunity during question session when her question was what moment she would like to relive. She should have answered "the evening gown competition, but instead of falling, I would have glided gracefully down the runway." Was it just me, or did the 5 finalists all pretty much look the same? And Dave Navarro as a judge? What the heck is up with that?