Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Also, I should mention that Daddy did a great job too!
Oh, and make sure that your 2 year old has socks on before leaving the house, in the event that he is wearing crocs and it is below 30 degrees outside.
And, oh yah, the Saturn Relay is a really ugly van/car/something. And, difficult to figure out how to fold seats without a manual.
Monday, January 29, 2007
... if I did not have a child.
- Spit up sometimes stains
- All castles built with blocks have playgrounds on the top level
- Wipes left in the car overnight (in VA during winter) will freeze
- 2 year olds who need impromptu diaper changes in the parking lot of the grocery store in 30 degree weather, when wearing a winter jacket, overalls (with no crotch snaps) and a onesie, deserve to be cleaned with a frozen wipe (no, he doesn't really deserve it... mommy does for choosing his outfit and hurrying the grocery store visit before the morning diaper change) - oh, and listening to a 3 month old scream in the backseat cuz he met his 15 min quota for remaining calm in the carseat. (seriously, 15 min is all I get!)
- Although difficult to do, yogurt can be eaten by lapping it up with your tongue
- There is no such things as too much Little Einsteins
Wish us luck on our upcoming 5 hour flight. :) Actually, I am much more concerned with the time change as the Squeaker has been sleeping from 8-6 pretty regularly now.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Me: Do you want a balloon or a sticker? (at Trader Joe's - and he doesn't like balloons much)
Him: A balloon
Cashier: What color do you want?
Him: Blue, it's right there, that one.
Me: Are you sure? Don't you like stickers better?
Him: No, I love balloons.
about halfway home
Him: Mommy, I don't love my balloon anymore
Me: Oh how come?
Him: I don't love it. Mommy hold it. (of course, i am driving)
Me: When we get home, we can throw it in the trash
when we get home
Him: Mommy, let's throw the balloon in the trash
Me: Go ahead. you can do it.
Him: It doesn't fit.
So, we let the air out and then threw it away. We talked about it all day and shared the news of the balloons demise with daddy when he got home. It was a big event. So, he now realizes that he doesn't love balloons as much as he thought he did.
Him: Mommy, lets play chase.
Me: give me one minute, and I'll play
Him: play chase with me. I run away, you come chase and get me. It be fun!
Me:you don't have to convince me
Him: Ya, pretty fun game. let's go!
Him: Mommy, sometimes mommy gets sad.
Me: Really, when does mommy get sad?
Him: mommy is sad when her two boys are crying... like this (he demonstrates). It makes mommy sad.
Me: You are right, I want my boys to be happy all the time and no crying.
Him: me too, i like to be happy too! (although sometimes I wonder!!!!!)
Me: Mommy has lots of boogies in her nose
Him: Blow your nose, mommy
Me: I can't, they are stuck.
Him: use my nose spray (simply saline)
Me: okay, sure, I'll use your nose spray, thanks!
he runs to go get it
Him: here you go, mom ("mom", what the heck, are you 10?)
Me: thanks. oh, that is much better
Him: ya, i love it (his nose spray - i guess he uses 'i love' for more than love, cuz who would LOVE nose spray?)
there are plenty more conversations like this - I'll have to post more so that i can look back on them when he is being a holy terror and remember how cute he is! :)
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
I think the biggest problem is that we are on round 3 of various illnesses. There are GERMS in my house and they won't leave!!!!! So, maybe a neutral 3rd party (who gets paid to do a better job than I am currently doing) is the best option???
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
The Little Man is trying to torture his Mommy! For some reason, and I have NO idea why, he was up at 12 and at 1. At 12, he was crying and best we can discern, he was tired and probably not feeling well. After some fake crying for like 20 minutes, he decided to go back to sleep. Then around 1am, I heard his door and then nothing else. I gave him a few minutes to show himself in our room... but nothing. So, since Daddy didn't wake up, I decided to climb out of bed, yet again, and check things out. Sure enough, The Little Man was sitting at the end of the hall outside his bedroom, wide awake... just sitting. What in the world. I told him it was still time for sleep and he went to bed with no complaints or crying. He slept until his light came on.
I figure I got maybe 3 hours sleep last night -- sounds like fun, right?
I'd sleep now, except I can't walk in my house without a. breaking a toy, b. hurting myself on a toy, or c. both.
Sunday, January 21, 2007
So... we celebrated with banana splits! :) The Little Man ate the entire thing (and that was after a huge dinner) and asked for more.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Monday, January 15, 2007
The reason it is not done today, as I had hoped it would be:
I sent Daddy and the Little Man to Joann's yesterday to get an additional 1/2 yard of fabric to finish a basket liner. They arrived at 5:45 and the cutting table was closed for the evening (it was sunday). So, I went first thing this morning... and wouldn't you know it, they were out. So, I called around and found a store that carried it. I took the Squeaker to the pediatrician (again) and sent the other boys out to Joann's again to pick up my fabric. So, I wasn't able to finish it up during naptime. I had to wait until bedtime. Anyway... I am pretty much done. Just a couple of things to go up on the wall and it will be picture ready. stay tuned for the upcoming reveal!
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Here is a picture of the Squeaker wanting to be like his big brother. I have to say though, it was much easier to get the squeaker to use it for the first time than it was with his brother. I guess being little has some advantages.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
If you want to find a silver lining, we already had the meds at home so I didn't have to go fill a prescription and pay another copay. :)
On a side note, it really isn't fair that the squeaker won't sleep in the car. He has gone 2 mornings without napping well or at all. Tomorrow will be 3 days, since we will be headed out mid-morning... at the exact wrong time! :(
Sorry for the venting. it had to be done. I feel better now.
No wait, I don't feel better... I am also sick, and as it turns out, Daddy is getting sick again too. I can't wait for winter to be over.