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Yesterday my oldest got mad at my youngest and pushed him making him fall to the ground. My husband demanded that the oldest apologize and then give the younger one a kiss. This sent my oldest into a conniption fit I haven't seen from him in a while. He stomped his feet, folded his arms and screamed that he would NOT kiss it better. this was a little shocking to me because that is a much lighter sentence than what I would have given him. His father again instructed that he give his brother a kiss (he had already apologized). Again the conniption fit occurred. So I inquired as to the reason he did not want to kiss his brother and this was his response...

"Because he fell on his bum and I don't want to have to kiss his butt!!!!"

Eh, fair enough.

Body Art

The boys were playing outside with sidewalk chalk and decided to decorate their faces with it. The mustaches are compliments of my oldest.

I think it's working for him....

No comment...
actually I do have a comment, OOH, LA, LA!!

Things I never thought I'd say.....

I've been laughing out loud lately at the things I am required to say to my youngest in order to be a good parent, here's some of the better (crazier?) ones:


"We do not gouge eyes out!!!! Stop trying to gouge his eyes out!!!!"

"Please put your penis back in your pants."

"Stop licking the ground!!!"

"Keep your finger out of my nose please."

Oh, are you talking to me?

My cute babies

My husbands favorite thing these days is Mixed Martial Arts, (that's the UFC fighting). Last night he was watching some fights and my oldest came into the room, he sat down and watched a little and started getting into the fights. My husband then offered to get my oldest into mixed martial arts to which my oldest replied, "um, no thank you".
He agrees with me that he's just to dang pretty to do something like that.


I was getting myself ready the other morning and my children were underfoot driving me crazy, so I suggested they go down stairs and watch noggin. My youngest got all excited and told the oldest "let's go watch noggin!" The oldest then countered with "nah, lets watch cartoon network, it's way better than noggin." To which my youngest responded "oh yeah, right!!!"
He's working so hard on being as cool as his big brother.

a few bullets

• My oldest lost his second tooth, and his first "big-boy tooth" is already coming in.
• My youngest FINALLY pooped in the big boy toilet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
• I'm taking my last science class ever this semester (knock on wood). For those who don't know the story, I have taken two science classes at every college I have attended, which is up to 4 at this point, but none of the credits ever actually transfered from one school to the next!!! But since I wont be moving anytime soon, I can say with decent certainty that it is my last science class.
• Said science class is an 8 week crash course in anatomy. It's exciting!!! (read that with sarcasm)
• Take away story? stay at one school until you graduate!!!
• I've lost 7 pounds so far and bought a pair of size 2 pants!!! (which I think is probably a fluke but I'm telling everyone who will listen anyways).
• I haven't cooked dinner once this week, nor have I made it to the grocery store. I probably wont be fitting into those size 2's by next week.
• I hope all the dads out there have a fantastic fathers day weekend!!!
  

Our super fantastic weekend away from the kids!!!

This past weekend Jason's company flew us to San Diego for their yearly XP event where the company honors the people who have "performed exceptionally well". It was entertaining enough for me, being the people watcher/analyzer that I am. It was like I could have written my entire thesis on the various relationships and personalities that are in the company.

.......wait, what was I talking about?

Oh yeah, so Jason and I got away from the kids for a whole weekend completely on the companies dime. They put us in a swanky hotel, fed us decent food, and gave me a reason to put on a sexy dress. Here are some pictures to recap the weekend.....

At the airport waiting for our flight to leave. I only had 50 panic attacks that day in preparation for leaving my babies.

At the hotel lounge the first night with some of the docs and their wives. We had a blast with them.

Friday night we went to a couple clubs and shook our tail feathers.

This was the view outside our hotel, we were right on the San Diego bay near the gas lamp district.

This is the prettiest dessert I have ever eaten in my life. However, it was not the yummiest.

This is at the awards ceremony, I'm totally bummed that I didn't get a full body shot of me in my dress. It is sooooooo cute!!!

These are the Mannings, we hung out with them at the awards dinner.

Me at the airport waiting to come home....yes, I was completely hungover after 3 days straight of drunkenness and debauchery. It was a blast!!!! We can't wait for next year!!!

My day in review

8 a.m. Wake up, eat breakfast, and get self and boys ready.
9 a.m. Go grocery shopping.
9:30 Get home, put groceries away and clean boys bedrooms.
10:30 Start laundry and get boys dressed for swim lessons.
11:00 Swim lessons.
11:45 Get home, make and eat lunch, switch out laundry.
12:30 Go to school.
4 p.m Get home, get my oldest ready for karate, switch out laundry again.
4:20 Go to karate.
5:30 Get home, cook and eat dinner, continue with the laundry.
7 p.m Fold laundry.
8 p.m. Cook dinner for a friend to take to their house tomorrow. (this is also when my hubby finally made it home after a meeting at work)
9 p.m. Study.
10:30 (hopefully) Bed!!!!!!!

I literally did not stop all day!!!!! and I am exhausted.

......the force is strong in this young padawan.

oh the things we'll do

We're potty-training the youngest, well trying our hardest to, anyways. He's got the potty thing down for the most part, but the pooping he just wont do. We are all frustrated and tired of changing poopy "big boy unders" and are trying every tactic under the sun to get him to poop in the toilet. The other night while our nanny was watching the kids she told my youngest that the toilet was hungry and wanted to eat his poop (I hope you're not eating). He seems to be somewhat interested in feeding the toilet so we've been kind of pushing this technique (still without any luck). Anyways, the point of this long explanation is this story.......

Today my oldest, jumping on the "feed the toilet" bandwagon, announced that he was going to go feed the toilet. He disappears into the bathroom and through the door yells, "I hope the toilet is thirsty too!!!"

Man, I adore that kid!!!


p.s. I'm truly sorry if you were eating or planning on eating soon.

he's obsessed

with cars. Running errands has taken on a whole new level of annoying because not only are the kids screaming for a good part of it, but now I have to name every. single. car. that we see!!!! And I don't know if you have noticed, but there are a lot of freaking cars out there. And then he'll ask something like "what makes it a Nissan Altima?" and "how much horsepower does that car have?", "is that car faster than daddies?" (that question I can usually answer with 100% certainty, "no, it is not faster than daddies"). But the amazing thing is that he is starting to memorize so many of them. He knows the symbol for every car brand, and he can point out a few specific models.

Anyways, today as we were walking through a parking lot to our car, my youngest was of course meandering down the middle of the road. I told him he needed to run because a car was coming, which he of course ignored, so my oldest yelled, "RUN!!! IT'S A FORD!!!!!". I'm not sure what they have against Fords but my youngest definitely picked up the pace and moved.

Actually my oldest doesn't have anything against Fords. He tells me on a regular basis that when he can drive he wants a Ford Mustang, black, with Star Wars painted on the side. Oh, and if we could make it a Super Snake, that would be awesome. (the super snake is an enhanced mustang that sports 700 horsepower. that car is faster than daddies.)

It's not like he uses it anyways

My oldest crashed on his bike yesterday, right into a tree. When I asked if he was okay his response was, "Yeah, I'm fine. I just hit my head."