As a running joke I have been taking photos of my almost three year old when he falls asleep in weird places or ways. Here is what I have so far.
Yes he is standing up. I finally put him on the sofa after we got done laughing at him.
In the middle of our arts and craft project. I guess he was bored with it.
Not sure why he just did not climb on the sofa, but whatever!
All curled up in a chair.
This is his favorite hiding spot, in the cabinet in my kitchen. He made me put the blankets in there a few months before this. Him and his brother play in there from time to time.
Seriously you would think that this kid does not have his own bed. He refuses to take a nap in his room so I just let him sleep whenever and wherever he wants. There have been so many times that he just falls asleep in the middle of playing or he actually comes inside from playing and sleeps. I guess I am lucky that he sleeps when he is tired instead of getting all cranky. He has also fallen asleep eating his snack I did not take a photo of that, instead I videoed it because it was so funny. My poor sleep deprived baby. I am sure this is going to be embarrassing to him someday, but isn't that what parents are for?
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Bieber Fever
Yesterday I posted that nothing has happened to me lately. That was a total lie. I forgot (of course) about when I caught Bieber Fever. Let me remind you that I am the mom of two small boys so I really had no clue about who this Bieber kid even was.
Last Wednesday I was sitting in my monthly book club meeting when the following text conversation occurred between myself and one of my best friends:
BF:OK I need your help!!!
ME: What do you need
BF: Please please please come with me to a movie tomorrow night after your babies go to sleep. I will buy your ticket. Plllleeeeeaaaassssseeeeeeee
ME:OK, what movie and what time
BF: Yeah yeah, you said you were going no matter what you said OK!! No take backs, OK!
ME: OK
BF: Great, I think I might keep the movie a surprise. It starts at 11:50 but we will need to be there by 10:30
ME: OK I am actually really excited this will be fun
20 minutes later...
BF: Yeah it will be fun. Oh and we are taking six 11 year olds
WHAT! Being the internet guru that I am (because looking up movie times takes a genius) I got online to find out what movies were opening that weekend and what do I see: Never Say Never! I immediately text her back and tell her that I am not going to see a Justin Bieber movie. Then she reminded me that I promised. Alright, alright I promised and she is my friend and it did give me an excuse to get out of the house. Of course I will go as long as I can sit in the back of the theater and drink the beer that I am going to hide in my purse.
This premiere thing was huge they had a pre-movie party which started an hour and a half before the movie did. We were just two of the very few parents that stayed. Most parents dropped their kids off. I mean these girls are only 11 and that is too young to stay at a movie by yourself. The pre-party was hilarious. My friend and I stood there watching these tweens/teens karaoke and have a Justin Bieber look alike contest. I am almost 100% sure that I never acted like these girls did at that age. No way was I that loud and obnoxious. Wait, what, I act that way now! Anyway, not the point.
My point of this is when I contracted Bieber Fever. Which was in the first 5 minutes of the movie. This kid is so adorable. I am not saying that in a pedophile way, I am saying that in a mom way. I would love for my boys to grow up to be like this kid. He prays, he loves his mom, he is polite, and he has a butt load of money. What parent would not want that? Maybe not the fame thing though. That part actually made me cry. I felt sad for this awesome kid who has no teenage life. I can see where these tween girls have fallen head over heels for this boy, but his fans are obsessed. And that hair, come on, I would love to have soft bouncy hair like that. There was a scene were he is flipping his hair back and forth and it had the whole theater screaming!
Anyway I am getting off track; my main point is I am interested in following this kids career and seeing how he turns out. I am not going to be cured of this Bieber Fever anytime soon.
I forgot to mention that I did not drink any beer like I wanted to, but I did load up on Red Bull and Dr. Pepper which made me crazy!
Last Wednesday I was sitting in my monthly book club meeting when the following text conversation occurred between myself and one of my best friends:
BF:OK I need your help!!!
ME: What do you need
BF: Please please please come with me to a movie tomorrow night after your babies go to sleep. I will buy your ticket. Plllleeeeeaaaassssseeeeeeee
ME:OK, what movie and what time
BF: Yeah yeah, you said you were going no matter what you said OK!! No take backs, OK!
ME: OK
BF: Great, I think I might keep the movie a surprise. It starts at 11:50 but we will need to be there by 10:30
ME: OK I am actually really excited this will be fun
20 minutes later...
BF: Yeah it will be fun. Oh and we are taking six 11 year olds
WHAT! Being the internet guru that I am (because looking up movie times takes a genius) I got online to find out what movies were opening that weekend and what do I see: Never Say Never! I immediately text her back and tell her that I am not going to see a Justin Bieber movie. Then she reminded me that I promised. Alright, alright I promised and she is my friend and it did give me an excuse to get out of the house. Of course I will go as long as I can sit in the back of the theater and drink the beer that I am going to hide in my purse.
This premiere thing was huge they had a pre-movie party which started an hour and a half before the movie did. We were just two of the very few parents that stayed. Most parents dropped their kids off. I mean these girls are only 11 and that is too young to stay at a movie by yourself. The pre-party was hilarious. My friend and I stood there watching these tweens/teens karaoke and have a Justin Bieber look alike contest. I am almost 100% sure that I never acted like these girls did at that age. No way was I that loud and obnoxious. Wait, what, I act that way now! Anyway, not the point.
My point of this is when I contracted Bieber Fever. Which was in the first 5 minutes of the movie. This kid is so adorable. I am not saying that in a pedophile way, I am saying that in a mom way. I would love for my boys to grow up to be like this kid. He prays, he loves his mom, he is polite, and he has a butt load of money. What parent would not want that? Maybe not the fame thing though. That part actually made me cry. I felt sad for this awesome kid who has no teenage life. I can see where these tween girls have fallen head over heels for this boy, but his fans are obsessed. And that hair, come on, I would love to have soft bouncy hair like that. There was a scene were he is flipping his hair back and forth and it had the whole theater screaming!
Anyway I am getting off track; my main point is I am interested in following this kids career and seeing how he turns out. I am not going to be cured of this Bieber Fever anytime soon.
I forgot to mention that I did not drink any beer like I wanted to, but I did load up on Red Bull and Dr. Pepper which made me crazy!
Monday, February 14, 2011
What to blog about
I was out with friends over the weekend when one of them asked if I had made another post on my blog. Actually I forgot about my blog, big surprise. Then I remembered that I had not made a post for awhile because nothing interesting has happened to me. I mean things have happened to me just not anything blog worthy. Until right now. Nothing actually happened right now but I am going to blog anyway.
So, today is Valentine's Day, yippee! I mean this day has totally lost all meaning to me since I became a mom. Now instead of roses and nice dinners I get to make pancakes for the kids which nobody eats! I mean come on I put love into that pancake. They were not just ordinary pancakes either, they were heart shaped with sprinkles and whipped cream. These were like little dessert cakes. What kids wouldn't want to eat that for breakfast? Mine, that's who. However my four year old did tell me Happy Valentine's Day this morning and that made it all worth it (I guess).
On another note, I saw this news story about this stay at home mom who became an alcoholic, uhm yeah like that never happens. Anyway, she said that she just started to drink because she no longer had the drive to accomplish anything. I totally feel that way. I don't have deadlines or goals anymore. It's like when I became a stay at home mom I turned in all my initiative and drive to move up that imaginary responsibility ladder. What ladder am I going to climb now, the one at the playground that leads to the slide! I need to start making goals and have things to look forward to. I mean of course I look forward to my kids going to school and growing up, but that will happen whether I take an active role in it or not. What is something that I have to do, that I have to strive to do. Something that is all on me. Something not related to my kids. What, something not related to my kids! Haha like I will every find anything like that anymore. I gave all that up when I decided to be a stay at home mom. No more promotions, no more bonuses, no more incentives for getting my job done. Just laundry, dishes and dirty diapers. You may say well you get the love of your children, yeah well I would get that if I worked also. Of course I get to take an active role in developing their little minds. If that is even a good thing. I don't get an annual review to tell me how I am doing. My two year old would rather walk around with turds in his diaper than let me change him. Hello! You smell!
Maybe I need to start planning. Start planning parties, planning play dates, planning futures. Geez, I need a job! Not just any job, a job where I can still stay at home with my kids and get recognition for a job well done and a promotion and my own money and my own company car, oh and I want benefits and a 401K, uhm an office and I want to wear power suits and heels everyday, I want to feel like I have made a difference in someones world by helping them accomplish something. Oh.....I have that job already. Yeah, yeah I just figured it out. I have the best job in the entire world. Not everyone is cut out to do this job; this selfless, no gratitude, no recognition, never ending job. One day my kids are going to say thank you and then it will make it all worth it. One day I am going to be sitting here without the kids and realize that I had the most important job of my life, MOM. Or as I am going to refer to it from now on, Child Development Specialist. Yep, that sounds good put that on my business card.
Oh, but I forgot what was I blogging about?
So, today is Valentine's Day, yippee! I mean this day has totally lost all meaning to me since I became a mom. Now instead of roses and nice dinners I get to make pancakes for the kids which nobody eats! I mean come on I put love into that pancake. They were not just ordinary pancakes either, they were heart shaped with sprinkles and whipped cream. These were like little dessert cakes. What kids wouldn't want to eat that for breakfast? Mine, that's who. However my four year old did tell me Happy Valentine's Day this morning and that made it all worth it (I guess).
On another note, I saw this news story about this stay at home mom who became an alcoholic, uhm yeah like that never happens. Anyway, she said that she just started to drink because she no longer had the drive to accomplish anything. I totally feel that way. I don't have deadlines or goals anymore. It's like when I became a stay at home mom I turned in all my initiative and drive to move up that imaginary responsibility ladder. What ladder am I going to climb now, the one at the playground that leads to the slide! I need to start making goals and have things to look forward to. I mean of course I look forward to my kids going to school and growing up, but that will happen whether I take an active role in it or not. What is something that I have to do, that I have to strive to do. Something that is all on me. Something not related to my kids. What, something not related to my kids! Haha like I will every find anything like that anymore. I gave all that up when I decided to be a stay at home mom. No more promotions, no more bonuses, no more incentives for getting my job done. Just laundry, dishes and dirty diapers. You may say well you get the love of your children, yeah well I would get that if I worked also. Of course I get to take an active role in developing their little minds. If that is even a good thing. I don't get an annual review to tell me how I am doing. My two year old would rather walk around with turds in his diaper than let me change him. Hello! You smell!
Maybe I need to start planning. Start planning parties, planning play dates, planning futures. Geez, I need a job! Not just any job, a job where I can still stay at home with my kids and get recognition for a job well done and a promotion and my own money and my own company car, oh and I want benefits and a 401K, uhm an office and I want to wear power suits and heels everyday, I want to feel like I have made a difference in someones world by helping them accomplish something. Oh.....I have that job already. Yeah, yeah I just figured it out. I have the best job in the entire world. Not everyone is cut out to do this job; this selfless, no gratitude, no recognition, never ending job. One day my kids are going to say thank you and then it will make it all worth it. One day I am going to be sitting here without the kids and realize that I had the most important job of my life, MOM. Or as I am going to refer to it from now on, Child Development Specialist. Yep, that sounds good put that on my business card.
Oh, but I forgot what was I blogging about?
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Operation Pro
I had to put my Operation skills to use today. As I was out cleaning the ice off the driveway I thought it would be a good idea to let the two year old play in the car. Sure why not! I checked on said two year old and he was cleaning my guardian angel with hand sanitizer, sure that is fine it needed cleaning anyway. Once I was done with the driveway I go back to the car and hear a funky noise. A noise like someone turned on a GeoTrax train and just left it running (you know what I am talking about). I searched under the seats and in the glove box, nothing. Then I look up and see pennies sticking out of the dvd player. Oh no he didn't!!!! What do I do, I have to call the dealer and get these pennies out! If I had to drive anywhere with those kids in the car and no dvd player I would die. What a second, I have been playing Operation with the four year old and I just bought a $15 pair of tweezers that would fit in there. Light bulb as the four year old would say! So I did it, I successfully removed four pennies from the dvd player and it still works!! Yeah me give me a cookie!
Snow days
Ok I totally hate snow days. My kids are getting way too used to staying home. Between being sick last week and snow days this week we have been prisoners in our house for 11 days! I made the kids go to Target yesterday, I told them I would buy them toys just to get them out of the house. Luckily the sun is shining and it's almost Friday. Not that being Friday makes much of a difference to me. I am a stay at home mom so everyday is Friday right? Haha yeah right. At least my husband helps more on the weekends so it is a little bit of a break but instead of just me and the kids sitting around arguing and complaining about the snow, it is all four of us. Which is always a treat!
Our house has a different dynamic than most. My husband owns his own business and works from home. The four of us are together 24/7. Not much alone time in our house. If I want to be by myself I have to lock myself in the bathroom and that usually only lasts until the kids find me and start pounding on the door or they start beating each other up and I have to come out to save one of them. One of our boys is in school two half days and one "full" day a week and the other is in school one "full" day. A full day is 9:00-1:30 barely enough time for me to take a nap and shower!
So, when I say we have been prisoner in our house for 11 days I mean that all four of us have been snuggly tucked in our house singing songs and being one big happy family. Ok, that is a total lie! It has not been all hugs and kisses it's boring and we are all so ready to get out of here. But I guess what doesn't kill you makes you stronger as a family and every minute we spend together is wonderful and I love it. Oh, I forgot I was talking about how much I hate snow days! Yeah I hate them!
Our house has a different dynamic than most. My husband owns his own business and works from home. The four of us are together 24/7. Not much alone time in our house. If I want to be by myself I have to lock myself in the bathroom and that usually only lasts until the kids find me and start pounding on the door or they start beating each other up and I have to come out to save one of them. One of our boys is in school two half days and one "full" day a week and the other is in school one "full" day. A full day is 9:00-1:30 barely enough time for me to take a nap and shower!
So, when I say we have been prisoner in our house for 11 days I mean that all four of us have been snuggly tucked in our house singing songs and being one big happy family. Ok, that is a total lie! It has not been all hugs and kisses it's boring and we are all so ready to get out of here. But I guess what doesn't kill you makes you stronger as a family and every minute we spend together is wonderful and I love it. Oh, I forgot I was talking about how much I hate snow days! Yeah I hate them!
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
It all begins
So while I am sitting here watching the snow fall, my two year old is content watching Yo Gabba Gabba and my four year old is taking a nap, I decided to start reading some blogs. I learned something, if these people can write a blog so can I. I mean seriously a blog is this generations diary right? I can do this, can I do this? I am not really good with the grammar and the spelling and all that jazz, but I can tell a story and the stories are usually crazy crap that I have done. I am blonde and forgetful and silly and loud and I could go on and on all day. What I truly am, down to my core is a mom, I may not be a picture perfect mom and I may get it wrong a lot of the time, but I am trying and learning. So I am going to share my misadventures of mommy hood and life lessons. Oh and I may get off track because like I said earlier I am forgetful!
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