Need I say More?
March 12, 2008 – 6:48 amThe season is upon us! This is our toy bin closet know as the "cubby"
That is 18 eggs carefully placed in a "hiding place"
Art Time Bliss
February 28, 2008 – 6:11 pmSome of this….
Mixed with this (Red contact paper sticky side out Masking taped to the wall)
Usually at our house we are looking for ways to get messy. I found a cool website that helps mix things up around here without the true mess of everything.
You get this….
It was extreamly fun times.
The site I found this one at is www.familyfun.com
Starting with some pantry makeover!
February 22, 2008 – 11:53 amMy pantry make over is inspired by a fellow warrior. She has some intensly excellent skillz! Good Job!
I went to Sam’s and found those can organizers. I can barely wait to get all fourty cans in one compact and flowing organized spot. YEAH!
Then there are the containers that hold the cereal, and other things I have hanging out in my pantry. We’ll see if I can reduce some space in there. I would do Before and after pictures but I think I am just going to do some WORK. (ok maybe pictures will follow)
Well I am taking a step back.
February 21, 2008 – 8:05 pmIn the world of technology there is something called an UPGRADE. The momment that you walk out of the cellular store the designers of the new phone you have is comming out with another in less than six months. I watched a guy who had a "dinasour" head set that used to be called "hands Free".
So where is my Brain Upgrade. I heard a funny thing. That women who have babies have a "12 percent" reduction in mental capacity. I totally agree. I have never been so "out of it" since the fish came along. It is probably the whole balance thing and how it usually takes me a good long while to adjust to another baby. This one hasn’t been so easy.
Don’t get me wrong I love being a mom of three beautiful, intelligent and adorable children. I am just having a hard time finding the balance. I need to simplify. I started thinking about "Fly Lady" once again. I have tried to do her system in the past and I will be making another attempt.
So stressed it isn’t even funny.
February 20, 2008 – 6:03 pmToday ended in an our first ER visit for any of the kids. It wasn’t serious. I have to get some order in my life. but we just have been not doing so hot around here. I need some sleep.
I am hitting a stage….
February 8, 2008 – 7:47 pmWith Thing 2 it is different. It takes such a short period of time for her to find the cinamon and sugar bowl. She dumped it all in the frount room where she was eating it. This beats the exhaustive day of Desitin (all over the wall), Toothpaste (Floor and wall), and baby formula. I believe there was some laundry spray as well but I have sufficiently repressed that memory inorder to tell myself I am still an ok option for a parent. I try.
Some days are better than others. She is two and I should respect that. I whole heartily accept she has mastered the english language which gets her into more trouble. I think she understands like "a big girl". She doesn’t and that makes straight up angry sometimes. I have anger issues and I try to not take out my high expectations on my sweet innocent little girl. But she knows how to push the buttons.
She truly is adorable. She loves helping in the kitchen. I have her mix things and she calls it "bate bate". This is from the song that Dora sings as she mixes the chocolate. We have fun. She and I made peanut butter cookies last week. She wouldn’t touch one after they were done (not a fan of cookies). She was so proud though and told our neighbors that she made them herself. I just can’t believe how lucky I am to be home with these wonderful munchkins.
Today thing 1 said one of the most random things I have ever heard.
(standing in the position to fly on the arm of the couch)
Thing1: "I am MARY JOHNSON!"
JD: "What did you say?"
Thing 1: I am Mary Johnson! To Infinity and Beyond! (Jumps off the couch)
I think I laughed pretty hard. Laughing hard like I did when my friend emailed me this.
Today
December 13, 2007 – 7:41 pmToday I am finding….
Little socks, finger prints, and smudges of unknown substances. I see little pants wadded into a heap forming two perfect circles where their little legs left them. Small treasures inserted carefully into the VCR opening. Shoes separated and haphazardly scattered. Bath tubs that are littered with toys. Kitchen rugs sprinkled with "Rich Chocolatey Ovaltine" so they can fill up the flat bed of the tractor with "DiRT". I see hersey kisses wrappers along side fishy crackers that have been ground into the carpet. One giant green bulb suringe, perfect for sucking out the noses of sick kids. I see the stack of diapers that have yet to be taken to the back porch for morning removal. Small doodles of things they want for Christmas on their letters to Santa.
Today I am hearing…..
"Stop Talking back there! Mommy is lost and she needs to think!" Me (driving in the car)
"Oh no If you are lost Mom that means I am lost too!! OH NOOOO! Don’t go the wrong way anymore OK?" Thing 1
"Mom, Santa has a strange voice. He says, "HO HO HO!" Thing 1 (In his deepest Santa-esk voice)
"You just gotta stop kissin me Mom you’re givin me the Hiccups" Thing 1 (For him Mom Kisses means you’ll get the hiccups. Thanks Higgley Town heros, for that one!)
"ABC DEFG HI JK TUV Now I know My BBCs Next Time won’t you sing with MEEEE!" Thing 2
Giggling finally from the Fish! He has been so bogged down with the winter plague he has lost all his little funny personality.
The other day I ran dead into a wall of reality. Just a small fleeting thought passed through my mind. "This is temporary." I won’t be doing this everyday?? This changes. Instantly I started sucking in those precious little hugs with tiny arms that only reach to my shoulder blades. Or the ones that squeeze the ever living love out of your neck. I want those everyday! Like I get them now. So now it is different, the focus, I mean. Now I am not staying up late to just remind myself what silence sounds like. I am resting so I can hear what my children’s cries, laughs, and conversations are like. Instead of reading my books I am listening to the kids read me their books. Sucking down every last bit of them while they are this little. And hopefully recording all the funny things they
Who knows the answer to "Mom just can’t I stay awake all night?" Maybe a resounding "You go right ahead!"
Halloween Drama…
November 1, 2007 – 8:05 pm 
Ok so Thing 1 easy for Halloween. Doesn’t care what he goes as long as he can go around and get candy. Thing 2 TOTALLY DIFFERENT story.
Let’s set the scene….
One Day Ago
6:34 am JD enters store to make costume purchases.
8:00 am JD Begins donning said costumes.
8:45 am The battle stills rages Thing 2 refuses to wear her Cinderella costume. Won’t remove Crown and earings.
8:59 am JD throws two year old Cinderella into car to drop off at Preschool Halloween Party.
9:03 am Thing 2 sees fellow preschooler dressed as Belle. All hatred for costume dies and life is grande.
Seven Hours Ago
I refused to battle the same dress battle.
4pm a fight between Thing 1 and Thing 2 breaks out over spectacles. I was at my wits end. What do you want to be? Small girl big glasses. Here is what we came up with. Last minute mind you.
In my head This was to be this….
this was to be this 
The Things
September 15, 2007 – 10:25 amSome days are easy. Some days are hard. Everyday is full.
I walked to the mail box with Thing 1 and on the way back in he said.
"Mom, I love being in this world. It is such a nice sunny day."
That cancelled out the Urine, desitin, and one enitre bottle of lotion in the carpet day. Funny how the small things tend to make the big difference.
Punishment: something done to you. It has nothing to do with what just occured….
September 5, 2007 – 7:12 pmThat was one pretty long title. Ok so THiNG 1 is such an innocent child generally. But man does he crack my lip once and a while.
JD: You just hit your sister please go to time out!
Thing 1: NO! I don’t like timeout.
JD: Thing 1 you just hit your sister and we don’t hit. Please go sit on time out for a couple of minutes and calm yourself down.
Thing 1: (sarcastic biting tone added here) "YOU have GOT to be JOKING ME!"
JD: (Biting lower lip to not laugh profusely, and to keep the "authoratative tone" in my voice) Just sit yourself down on time out, Sir.
He knows he is in trouble if I start calling him "Sir". In fact he has tried to use the same tone and calls me "Sir" while being serious with me. I try and tell him I am a "Mam". To which he replies "MAN?" With a throughly confused look on his face. Then says, "No you are my MOM."
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