Monday, October 27, 2008
Tick tock, dribble
Tick tock, dribble
Wait a minute...what was that??
While trying to nap yesterday I was peacefully being hypnotized by the clock and kitchen sink. All of a sudden I heard a horse. Yes, I said a h-o-r-s-e.
Needless to say I did not nap. Not only could I not get over the barnyard animal somewhere in my home but political phone calls took over my land line.
Inbetween the annoying recorded voices and tiptoeing as not to wake the babies I discovered the "nay" was from a wooden animal puzzle that obviously makes noises when a piece is placed. The room had darkened due to gloomy-perfect-napping-even-both-babies-are-sleeping-at-the-same-time-weather and I guess the puzzle thought a match had been made.
I'd probably be certifiable crazy by now with all the election negativity (on TV, on the radio, in the mail, and phone calls) paired with my sleep deprivation (thank you, Baby Sister, for waking at 4AM for 4 days in a row) if it weren't for Tina Fey and Tivo. She cracks me up!
Betcha naps aren't very Mavericky.
Friday, October 24, 2008
He said, "Oh, no! My sandwich is gone!"
My obnoxious laugh (also runs in the family) filled the restaurant so that I had to cover my mouth and pinch my nose. I'm not sure if he thought someone had swiped his food or if this was a ploy to get another grilled cheese but he soon started laughing, too. Then Baby Sister got in on the action and the three of us giggled until my eyes started to water.
Lunch was so much fun that I didn't realize until we got home that my son had ketchup from ear to ear, literally. I bet the grill staff and other paying customers were glad to see us "gone."
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Thing 1 and Thing 2, just so you know
I adore watching you as you grow
Bigger and sweeter you get everyday
Also, silly and smart in so many ways
I treasure your bowls of cereal and footed pajamas
and will forever be your loving momma!
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Isn't 31 years of age too early for hand wrinkles? And the protruding veins. Where in the world did they come from???
A couple of weeks later after 45,000 hand scrubs due to attempted potty training I was shocked again. Dry, red, and cracking...very lumberjack-ish.
Then it dawned on me. I have man hands because no longer do I treat myself with French manicures. It's hard to believe that I once took the time to place those little white stickers just so. I should have been reading Shakespeare or learning to cook the perfect meal.
Lotion, lotion, lotion. I now have it everywhere, by every sink, in the car, diaper bags, bed side table, living room end tables, you name it. I am happy to announce that my hands no longer dry or cracking. Yea, applause. However, the veins seem to be highlighted by my new love of lotion. Boo, thumbs down.
Oh, well. Motherhood gives you man hands. Just add it to the list:)
Saturday, October 4, 2008
My husband's grandparents have been married that long. They have 6 children, 3 grandchildren, and 6 great grandchildren and here's the kicker...we all get along! Holidays, Sunday lunches, and beach trips with this crew is always a huge party. Amongst the chaos of our gatherings it's comforting to look over and see the happy couple sitting together smiling at what they helped to create.
I know that not everyone is as lucky to have things work out that way but I sure hope and pray that I do!
Friday, October 3, 2008
Today we went to Subway for lunch and he ate a 6 inch pizza sub. He's 2 and a half. He also ate half a bag of Cheetos...I stuck the other half in my purse and told him we were saving them for later. While he was eating, every five minutes or so he would say with too much enthusiasm, "Hmmm, this is good!" Other restaurant goers smiled at us but I could tell what they were really thinking.
Earlier this week some friends stopped by just before supper-time. There was a bowl of grapes on the table. He ate most of the bowl (sharing maybe two) and then said, "Mommy, is it time to eat?" I put out some chips and dip for him and our company and he hovered over the appetizer like a hawk.
He's in constant motion and grows so fast ~ I understand his hunger. However, I could probably curtail some of his hunger...with more veggies!