One thing I know for sure

There aren't a lot of things that I know for sure, but one thing I do know is that there is no better way to wake-up in the morning then by having your baby crawl into bed with you and say "mowing sha-shy" (morning sunshine). I love being a mommy!!

another conversation with my oldest

We're riding along in the car discussing my husbands dental practice and my husband says "my office kicks butt"!! My oldest then corrects him by saying "no daddy, your office fixes teeth."

Meditations of a Mother

Are you ever just going through life happy and content without a care in the world, then with one small button pushed on a remote control it dawns on you, you have two boys, and at some point these two boys hormones are going to kick-in and your precious little loves are going to become Jackasses, and they're going to think this type of stuff is fun and a good idea.



Am I the only one losing sleep over this? Not that I didn't laugh until I peed my pants watching the movie all ten times I've seen it. But still, I would never participate in these activities!! What is it with men, honestly?

pediophobia

I have a fear of toys (pediophobia). These three toys to be exact.

I always think this one is some renegade rat with rabies. It's actually a dinosaur, if you are wondering.

I always gasp, jump, and pretty much pee my pants whenever I see these three toys. Especially when they are at the bottom of a toy box that I am rummaging through. Ugh (with a shutter)!! I just wonder who on earth thought, "I know, a toy cockroach!!! kids will love it!!" I know I know, I should just throw them away. But I feel so guilty.

whew!!

I have successfully scared the voyeur away!! Well, I guess we still haven't rid ourselves of Cody, but that's okay he's rather harmless. I can't say that I blame either of them, Jason is quite the catch, (when he's not picking his nose or burping in my ear). I would also like to add that I love when random readers visit my blog and I hope the last post doesn't scare them away or make them feel unwelcome. It makes me feel so cool and popular when random people visit my blog, which lets be honest, that feeling doesn't happen often for me. But I only feel cool and popular when people come to read what I have written, not ogle my husband!!

But this leads me to another discovery I have made with the feedjit feature which is, how random people find my blog. The most popular search that leads people to my blog is Hot Tranny Mess!!! (because of this post) I would love to see these peoples faces when they are led to my blog, I don't think it was quite what they were looking for and heaven knows I don't want to know what they're looking for. People are also led to my blog by searching olive garden and sides.(because of this post) Again, probably not what they wanted but at least this post gives them an insight to the experience they may have at the Olive Garden.

But seriously, come!! visit!! comment!!! I need the attention and affirmations!!!

Ever feel like you're being watched?

So I'm officially creeped out. I have that feedjit feature on my blog that shows where people come from and where they leave to, and someone is obsessed with my husband. They come to my blog and they click on the pictures I have of him, and they're doing it more than once a day. It's almost like they know exactly where the posts about him are and go straight there, sometimes hitting multiple posts one after the other. Yes, I know you are doing it and it's freaking me out!!!! The worst part of it is that they live near us, they're in a neighboring town. Jason was all excited to have some woman obsessed with him and then I pointed out it could be a man!!! So hopefully whoever it is will now stop or at least come forward and explain themselves!!

Here, maybe this will help you get it out of your system!!!

By the way, this picture is a much more accurate portrayal of Jason.

He's sensitive and I'd like him to stay that way (warning movie spoiler)

When I got home from school today my boys were watching the movie Bridge to Terebithia with the nanny Carla (I really need to post about Carla and all the things I appreciate about her. maybe next time). I have not seen the movie but I read the book back when I was in the fourth grade and it is a tear jerker.

So it's the end of the movie, Carla leaves and about 2 minutes later Isaac comes to me bawling, I mean bawling. I asked him what was wrong and he said "it was a really sad movie." I got him to calm down a little and asked him why it was so sad (here comes the spoiler), he proceded to tell me about the girl falling in the river and dieing and then the big brother let his little sister cross the bridge and it just "makes me cry so hard mom". I was shocked that he understood that much of the movie and was able to connect with the characters and their emotions so well. He's only 4!!!!

I was also shocked because I think the girl died a good half hour before I got home. So I called the nanny and asked if he had been crying during the movie and she said no but that she could tell he was holding back. She then went on to tell me that they had watched Charlotte's Web a few days before and that she could tell he wanted to cry at the end of that movie too but held back.

I love that he is so sensitive but holds back in front of Carla. I also kind of think he would have held it in if his father had been home too, but he knows he can let it all out when it's just his momma.

Baby Spanish (strong language)

Isaac has started referring to the way Cormac speaks as "baby spanish, because we only understand some of it." I thought that was a great way of describing it, but it also got me thinking about all the baby spanish I know and will forever speak. Let me explain a little more.

The word pepperoni is forever stricken from my vocabulary and replaced with peppaponi, same goes for noodles which is now noonels, Statue of Liberty is Statue of Lilliby and so on and so forth. All of those came from my first baby Isaac. My second child of course has a talent of just being naughty without really trying and so simple words such as garbage have now been replaced with dumb bitch. Ant holes? you guessed it, ass hole. This is especially entertaining when he finds a really big ant hole and the conversation is something like this "mommy!!! ass hole!! Oh, big ass hole!!!! Cool!!!" Belly button has been replaced with butt, again great conversations especially in public. "mommy where's your butt?" or even better "You tickled my butt!!"

Obviously we wont be able to use these words all the time because eventually he'll be required to behave, but between Jason and I we will always use our baby spanish!!

The Brutal Honesty of a Four Year Old

When I woke up this morning I went straight for my boys to give them big hugs. As I was squeezing my four year old he informed me that I stunk so bad it was going to make him throw up. I showered immediately. At least he didn't let me leave the house like that.

Side Effects

I knew when I went back to school that my children would suffer, well maybe suffer is a little harsh. I knew they would be slightly neglected and probably watch more TV then the American Pediatric Association recommends. I just didn't realize how quickly the evidence of this would show. I've only been in school roughly 3 weeks but clearly TV has begun infiltrating the mind of my four year old. Just the other night as we were getting in my car he informed me that Z-Max would make my car run faster and smoother. Alright, he's into cars it makes sense that he would latch on to that type of information. But then the next day he came to me in a full on panic saying "Mom, my numbers are dropping!!!"
Confused, I said "what?"
He again said emphatically "my numbers are dropping!!!"
I was still confused but tried to appease him and said "okay".
To which he replied "but don't worry, Sylvan can get them back up." (yes he's referring to the Sylvan Learning center commercial).

And then there was this....


I'm sure there's a specialist out there who would say this kind of behavior clearly shows that the mothers presence in the home is lacking.

He'll turn out okay, right?

Caution!!! The following post contains graphic nudity

Cormac has figured out how to remove his diaper. Yikes!! He has also learned how to open the front door. Double Yikes. Then he figured it could be really fun to combine the two. Oh boy!!

This is where I finally caught up with him, of course I could have reached him sooner if I hadn't decided to turn this into a photo op. It looks like he was thinking twice about going out into the scorching sun without shoes or sunscreen.

Then he took off back the other way.

He was finally blocked by his father. We always ruin his fun.

Isaac officially swims!!! We put him in swim lessons and we've been working with him a lot but he just wouldn't do it for the longest time. Then yesterday he told us he didn't want his floaty and he didn't need his dads help, he was going to do the "penguin swim". We asked him what the penguin swim was and he said "you walk up to the edge of the step and then you wobble and fall in." That's exactly what he did and then he took off swimming with his head under water and everything!! To celebrate this huge accomplishment we went to Macdonalds and then bought him his own goggles so he can see in the water while he swims. Of course Mac needed a pair of goggles too. Here are the boys trying them on.

I don't think Cormac realized he could close his mouth. This may cause all sorts of problems in the pool.

Then there was only one thing left to do.... test them out!!!