Guess What? Chicken Butt!!

In today's post I have to tell a story of a conversation Nicole and I had the other day. I have a hard time getting Nicole's true emotion in writing, but I'll try. This one's just too funny not to share!

So last week I decided to make homemade chicken noodle soup. Nicole was at the kitchen table doing her school work and I was standing at the sink rinsing off a whole chicken, removing the giblets and all that fun stuff. Nicole looks up at me and asks, "Are you sticking your hand in a chicken's butt?"

Now this comment was not made by her to be funny, she was very serious. So I looked up at her and told her, "Yes, I have to take out the giblets and rinse the chicken off before I cook it. What's the big deal, its dead?” (This is me trying to be funny with her, but she was not amused).

Nicole looks at me dead serious and says, "That is disgusting! (With an emphasis on DIS) If you have to stick your hand up a chickens butt to cook, then when I get older my husband is doing all the cooking. I am NOT putting my hands inside a chicken." Now as she’s telling me all of this, her hand is on one hip and she’s staring at me with a look of revulsion.

So now I tell her, "They've all ready removed all the guts and the actual chicken's butt. It’s just the bones, meat and skin." She replies, "That's even more disgusting and I’m not eating the chicken soup anymore.”

At this point I'm completely amused by this conversation and her very serious face. It’s taking all I have not to bust up laughing because she is so appalled by this situation. So I respond, "What do you think hot dogs are made of?" I can’t contain myself anymore and burst out laughing.

While still giggling, I tell her hot dogs are made out of all the leftovers of different animals...the lips and assholes. Now she really freaks out and is not amused at all but outright disgusted. She then proceeds to tell me that she is “never eating another hot dog ever again, she's not eating the chicken soup and she can not believe how disgusting this all is”. (I'm really starting to think that she is soon going to be a vegetarian...)

Now this is the end of our conversation, but the story doesn't end here. For dinner that night it was either chicken soup or cook your own dinner. Nathan decides to have hot dogs and chips instead of soup. He heats up his hot dogs and sits down at the kitchen table. Nicole looks at him, dead serious and says, "If you knew what was in those, you wouldn't be eating them right now."

Now Nathan freaks out, not because of how hot dogs are made, but because he now thinks that Nicole has put something into his hot dogs. He comes running into the other room where I am, and he’s crying and telling me what Nicole said to him. I ask him if he knows what hot dogs are made with. He says yeah, the leftovers, and I tell him that's what Nicole was talking about. So now Nathan looks at me, completely irritated and says, "Great, now I threw my hot dogs away for nothing because I thought Nicole put something in them. Now I have to cook new ones."

I love these kids for making me laugh daily!!

I'm sure this story doesn't come out quite as good as it would have if I were able to tell you in person with facial expressions and all...actually when I told my mom the story, I was laughing so hard half way through it that I could barely finish. Nicole, true to her word, hasn't touched a hot dog since and she did not eat the chicken soup either...

Welcome to Smiling Through the Madness

So I've been told many times that I should write a book about my life. I had all the intentions of starting a blog awhile back but just never found the motivation to get it going, or the time for that matter. But I've been newly inspired. First by my cousin who had the most excellent idea of starting a blog of letters from herself and her mother to her recently turned 1 daughter. I also recently helped my sister start a blog for her freshly started business and I've recently started one for our up and coming business. So I decided since I was all ready starting a bunch of them, why not finally sit myself down and get one going. So here I am.

I'll start with a quick background. My husband and I married last October and we have a blended family with 5 beautiful children. Brooke, the oldest, is now 13 and my little social butterfly. All though I wish she'd do a little less socializing and a little more studying, I love her spit fire attitude (most of the time). Nicole recentlyl turned 11 and is in most ways my inspiration for this blog (all though they all are), she is the one who can make me laugh, push me to my boiling point, frustrate me to all ends and then again make me laugh all in a day. Tyler is now 10 and Nathan is 9 and these two are as close to having twin terrors as it comes (without actual twins). They love to hate each other and hate to love each other. Being as close in age as they are, they are polar opposites when it comes to personalities, which is where a lot of their clashes become a factor. They definitely keep me on my toes. And last, but not least, there is Brandon. He is a 2 year old terror who I swear is going to give me a heart attack. He fears nothing except maybe detaching from me. He is a curtain climber with a contagious laugh and I think he gets his attitude from his oldest sister. I love them all to death (all though there are times when I have to repeat this to myself over and over when I'm upset), they are what keeps me going through the day (because if I stopped all hell would break loose) and as much as they drive me crazy, like most kids, they love me back almost as much as I love them. I do hope they'll read all of this someday and laugh right along with me.

So I don't really have a specific topic to talk about other than how I keep laughing regardless of the chaos. Stay tuned for more :) And have a great day!