My Single Mom Life

The kids helped me clean the house and are now making action figure movies with my sisters camcorder.
Mark loves to make movies and direct and write scripts etc.
It's so funny how one day, he is a complete turd about doing his paid job and the next day, he's playing with his action figures and singing some operatic death song.
I'm not kidding either.
I caught him the other night.
I went in to tell him I was going outside for a few minutes and then it would be time for bed. Sebastian was already asleep and ex-roommate was coughing herself silly in her room.
I walked into his bedroom and was just about to tell him when I heard the singing. At first I thought it was the radio but then I realized it was him.
I turned to leave without laughing and getting caught and he turned around and caught me so he laughed all embarrassed and came charging at me.
We went outside and had a good laugh about it and he told me that he either wants to be a lawyer or a director like Tarantino.
Cool I said.
He has these great story lines and ideas and he writes them all down when I remind him too but for the most part, it's a huge elaborate storyline in his head with tea and singing and fighting and death and heroes and villains and just great stuff.
So they are in there today filming a great movie that will be sent off to grandparents and aunts and maybe a studio or two.

*note*
Googles bots should love all these words I used. It's not like I don't already get google search hits for moms and movies.