I don't know what came over me tonight at the grocery store. I have never in my life had brussells sprouts. Every now and then I see them and wonder what they taste like, but then I always think about how they are the default comparison to something horribly gross. But tonight was the night. Tonight I decided to buy some, cook them, and eat them. So I did. I made a nice little dinner of sesame teriyaki salmon and butter garlic rice with french bread.....and brussells sprouts. I sauteed them in olive oil and used my grinder of garlic/cracked pepper/sea salt to throughly douse them and you know what? It wasn't terrible. Defininatly tasted a little cabbage-y, but I made it through. It actually complimented the teriyaki very nicely. Cody thought I was crazy (I told him I didn't expect him to eat any at all) and Luke took one like and made a face, but I did it. I ate brussells sprouts. Cody actually fell asleep on the couch and didn't eat my dinner at all. Now do you see why I hate cooking and rarely do it?
And can I also talk about this wind we are having? Oi. It's HORRIBLE. It was so bad that at nap time Luke's bedroom door was rattling so loudly I had to crack it open. And all the windows and outside doors were closed. Oh man, speaking of nap time. Dude wouldn't sleep at all. This morning he actually let me sit and rock him for a long time, and I think he dozed off. And we've talked before about if Luke drifts off for even a moment before nap time he won't go down. After two hours I finally had to stay in there with him to prevent any more toys from leaving the shelf. His bed is low enough that I'm able to sit on the floor and still rest my head on his pillow next to his head while my arm is lovingly cuddling him/holding him down. It took all of 4 minutes for him to conk out. But the little man wasn't out for long. He only slept for an hour as opposed to 2-3. I put him to bed early tonight.....we'll see how he does tomorrow.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Bubba
If I knew Luke was going to be a terrible big brother, the thought of him being an only child might be okay. But this is what I found him doing today.
Not shoving it in Kayden's mouth, not forcing him, just sweetly placing the bottle within reach so he could get it if he wanted. I didn't have the heart to tell Luke it was all done, but Kayden didn't seem to mind so I let it go. In fact, Kayden thought it was funny and got the giggles. See? Someone needs to make a tape saying "Have more babies" so I can play it after Cody goes to sleep and will subconsciously need babies everywhere. Yes, I think that's a fantastic plan.
And now for a story of a different breed. Yesterday I washed all the new towels I bought for Luke's bathroom before I put them on display or away. And today I cleaned this out of the lint trap.
It was the biggest, thickest wad of fluff I have ever seen in my whole life. I mean, it took up the whole compartment. Aren't so soooo glad I took a picture of it?!
Not shoving it in Kayden's mouth, not forcing him, just sweetly placing the bottle within reach so he could get it if he wanted. I didn't have the heart to tell Luke it was all done, but Kayden didn't seem to mind so I let it go. In fact, Kayden thought it was funny and got the giggles. See? Someone needs to make a tape saying "Have more babies" so I can play it after Cody goes to sleep and will subconsciously need babies everywhere. Yes, I think that's a fantastic plan.
And now for a story of a different breed. Yesterday I washed all the new towels I bought for Luke's bathroom before I put them on display or away. And today I cleaned this out of the lint trap.
It was the biggest, thickest wad of fluff I have ever seen in my whole life. I mean, it took up the whole compartment. Aren't so soooo glad I took a picture of it?!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Totally embarrassed
This morning Luke woke up at 7- waaaaaay earlier than, well, ever. Evenutally he got tired of being locked in his room, so he started crying/fussing at his door (now, before you feel sorry for him, this is that fake-I-want-attention cry that he shuts off the moment you open the door and smiles like "that's right. I got what I wanted.") I yelled from my bed, while my head may or may not have been under the pillow, to GET BACK IN BED PLEASE!! The crying/fussing didn't stop, so I was forced to get up. But where was that little stinker? Sitting smack in the middle of his bed, grinning.
It was playground day today, so we went ahead and got dressed, ate breakfast, and left the house by 8:45. It's a Christmas Miracle! (name that movie) We went to Target where I got new towels for Luke's bathroom to match the stool, and I tried on a few things. One of those things was a new swim suit (there is a small chance we might get to hit the beach this summer). Oh man. Bikini's do not look the same on me anymore. I even got the size bigger than my undies are, and they were too small. I couldn't tell if they were physically too small, or just cut that way on purpose, but there was too much panty sticking out everywhere for me to feel even remotely comfortable. And I won't even talk about the top. Let's just say bandeau style is not my friend. I tried on a couple of shirts too, and they weren't good either. I think my wallet was glad all the clothes and my body were at war today. It also got me to thinking. I don't want to go on a diet, per say, I don't think I could ever in my life stick to a diet, but I do need to start making better choices for myself. Like, maybe having water after my Dr. Pepper instead of another Dr. Pepper. And limiting it to one scoop of ice cream instead of 4. Who knows. Maybe I'll actually not be ashamed of my body this summer. I always have good intentions like this. But then I get derailed. Like tonight. Mere hours after I made this decision I couldn't for the life of me bring myself to cook dinner and ordered pizza. Then ate 4 slices. But I had water insed of DP, so does that count?
After Target we went to Lowe's to get flowers for a big pot Mom gave me (which I had forgotten to get out of the back of Cody's truck and now he's told me it's at work because he had to move stuff yesterday and it got in the way. I'm going to be a little peeved if it's gone tomorrow.) and to get the polyurethane. By the time we got all that done we still had 20 mintues to spare before I told people I would be at the park at 10:30! We just got there early. And it's unfortuante that we did, because some Methidost church's preschool was having a field trip. There were about 100 kids all in blue shirts with a million adult chaperons clogging up the place. As annoying as it was, I think Luke and Jayden (Tamera got to come!) had fun running around. Eventually Luke started to get clinging and whiney so I deemed it lunch and nap time.
We got home and I immediately put Kayden down to sleep and fixed Luke some lunch. Then I got him off to bed and I went out back to spray down the step stool. I shalacked the heck out of it. When I finished, Kayden was up. Booooooo to not getting any Momma time. I brought him into the living room with me to watch tv, and someone comes walking up the sidewalk. I meet him at the door so he won't ring the door bell, and what does he hand me? A city warning to mow by Monday or we will get a ticket. I'm sure my face turned bright red. How......embarrassing. I take great pride in how my house looks on the inside, and it horrified me that the outside was bad enough that someone called us in. Of course Cody could have cared less and almost didn't mow tonight, but there was no way I was sleeping tonight before it was taken care of. After numerous threats and a little pouting, it's done.
And now I'm going to get in the shower (nope, didn't do that today) and then go straight to bed. With any luck I'll be tucked in a good 15 minutes earlier than normal.
It was playground day today, so we went ahead and got dressed, ate breakfast, and left the house by 8:45. It's a Christmas Miracle! (name that movie) We went to Target where I got new towels for Luke's bathroom to match the stool, and I tried on a few things. One of those things was a new swim suit (there is a small chance we might get to hit the beach this summer). Oh man. Bikini's do not look the same on me anymore. I even got the size bigger than my undies are, and they were too small. I couldn't tell if they were physically too small, or just cut that way on purpose, but there was too much panty sticking out everywhere for me to feel even remotely comfortable. And I won't even talk about the top. Let's just say bandeau style is not my friend. I tried on a couple of shirts too, and they weren't good either. I think my wallet was glad all the clothes and my body were at war today. It also got me to thinking. I don't want to go on a diet, per say, I don't think I could ever in my life stick to a diet, but I do need to start making better choices for myself. Like, maybe having water after my Dr. Pepper instead of another Dr. Pepper. And limiting it to one scoop of ice cream instead of 4. Who knows. Maybe I'll actually not be ashamed of my body this summer. I always have good intentions like this. But then I get derailed. Like tonight. Mere hours after I made this decision I couldn't for the life of me bring myself to cook dinner and ordered pizza. Then ate 4 slices. But I had water insed of DP, so does that count?
After Target we went to Lowe's to get flowers for a big pot Mom gave me (which I had forgotten to get out of the back of Cody's truck and now he's told me it's at work because he had to move stuff yesterday and it got in the way. I'm going to be a little peeved if it's gone tomorrow.) and to get the polyurethane. By the time we got all that done we still had 20 mintues to spare before I told people I would be at the park at 10:30! We just got there early. And it's unfortuante that we did, because some Methidost church's preschool was having a field trip. There were about 100 kids all in blue shirts with a million adult chaperons clogging up the place. As annoying as it was, I think Luke and Jayden (Tamera got to come!) had fun running around. Eventually Luke started to get clinging and whiney so I deemed it lunch and nap time.
We got home and I immediately put Kayden down to sleep and fixed Luke some lunch. Then I got him off to bed and I went out back to spray down the step stool. I shalacked the heck out of it. When I finished, Kayden was up. Booooooo to not getting any Momma time. I brought him into the living room with me to watch tv, and someone comes walking up the sidewalk. I meet him at the door so he won't ring the door bell, and what does he hand me? A city warning to mow by Monday or we will get a ticket. I'm sure my face turned bright red. How......embarrassing. I take great pride in how my house looks on the inside, and it horrified me that the outside was bad enough that someone called us in. Of course Cody could have cared less and almost didn't mow tonight, but there was no way I was sleeping tonight before it was taken care of. After numerous threats and a little pouting, it's done.
And now I'm going to get in the shower (nope, didn't do that today) and then go straight to bed. With any luck I'll be tucked in a good 15 minutes earlier than normal.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Painting a step stool
So Saturday I started a project that is, for the most part, finished. Mom bought Luke a step stool for the bathroom at Canton a month or so ago, and I've been trying to decide how to redo the bathroom and then paint it to match. I've made my decisions and the paint has made it final.
First I started with a plain stool that Dad puttied and I sanded.
Then I removed the child to start the blue base coat.
While that dried over night I created a cut-out of the step, drew out the design, and cut out what I needed to. Template complete!
Then comes the layers. Each layer required it's own tape and had be allowed to dry before moving on.
First layer: green
Second layer: navy
Third layer: cream stripes going in one direction
Fourth layer: cream stripes going in the opposite direction.
Just a tip.....when you are making things that need precise lines, it's best to go over with the base color after taping before adding the actual color you want to prevent bleeding. Example:
And if you get impatient and start painting the top color before the base color is totally dry, you can use your leg to wipe off your brush.
Once it's all dry....voila! A step stool for a sweet little boy! All I need to do it get some polyurethane to seal it all in, but since that's clear it won't look any different in a picture. And it only took three days and horrid back pain from hunching over!
The shower curtain in his bathroom is cream, so I'm getting some navy and grass-green towels to mix and match for a finished look. A little boy's bathroom that's not overly kiddy!
First I started with a plain stool that Dad puttied and I sanded.
Then I removed the child to start the blue base coat.
(What. You lookin' at me? You-a think I'm-a movin'?)
While that dried over night I created a cut-out of the step, drew out the design, and cut out what I needed to. Template complete!
Then comes the layers. Each layer required it's own tape and had be allowed to dry before moving on.
First layer: green
Second layer: navy
Third layer: cream stripes going in one direction
Fourth layer: cream stripes going in the opposite direction.
Just a tip.....when you are making things that need precise lines, it's best to go over with the base color after taping before adding the actual color you want to prevent bleeding. Example:
And if you get impatient and start painting the top color before the base color is totally dry, you can use your leg to wipe off your brush.
Once it's all dry....voila! A step stool for a sweet little boy! All I need to do it get some polyurethane to seal it all in, but since that's clear it won't look any different in a picture. And it only took three days and horrid back pain from hunching over!
The shower curtain in his bathroom is cream, so I'm getting some navy and grass-green towels to mix and match for a finished look. A little boy's bathroom that's not overly kiddy!
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Don't cry over spilled....cranberry juice
I really should have updated each day this weekend instead of trying to recap it all now, but I didn't. So there.
Friday night Cody and I had Luke in the car. Cody hates my car and refuses to drive it, if it can be helped, so I was behind the wheel. We were approaching a stop light and apparently I wasn't slowing down soon enough for him, so Cody told me to start slowing down. Really?! In my head I was thinking "Excuse me buster, but not only have I been driving for 10 years, but I have been driving THIS VERY CAR for 10 years. Do Not Tell Me when to slow down." Instead I just told him to take a chill pill. Once we were almost stopped I thought I'd be a little obnoxious and press really hard on the break to jerk to a stop the last couple of feet. You know, stick it to the man. As soon as we all thumped back into our seats Luke shouts out "OOOOOOoooooohhhhhhhh!" We just busted out laughing because there is no telling where he picked that up.
Yesterday I spent the day doing odds and ends projects around the house. Like taking all of the little boxes of baby clothes stashed around the house and condensing them into two huge tubs. Nothing like a woman with baby fever going through a stash of sentimental baby clothes. On the plus side, they are all organized and concisely put away and ready for a trip up to the attic. I also got the base coat of paint on Luke's step stool. And cleaned the floors at 10 pm.
After church today I had lunch with my group of friends and it took 2 hours. They were soooo slow (the servers, not my friends). And it culminated with Luke dumping an entire cup of cranberry juice on himself. When it was time to go his pants were so wet that he was literally waddling. I was wearing white pants, which meant I couldn't hold him, so he had to just waddle on out. Except he wasn't watching where he was going and ran smack into some dude's chair. He fell over crying hysterically, and I couldn't pick him up to hold him due to the aforementioned white pants. I'm smashing his face into my shoulder to quiet the screams, apologizing to the guy for creating a ruckus during his (probably) slow meal, and staring at the wet splotch on the floor from where he fell over. Finally we make it out to the car and I just striped him down. That lead to a car ride home that looked like this.
When we finally made it home, at almost 2, I just put him straight to bed. The child slept until 4:45. Tired much? While he napped I took the opportunity to start painting the design on the step stool. Maybe when I'm finished I'll attempt to make a tutorial. Because everone wants to know how to paint a step stool, right? Tonight was small groups at my dear Sara's house, and from 5:30 to 9:30 I sat out on their back deck and visited the whole time. It was glorious. Of course I had my occasionally running arounds in the name of child location (mine doesn't seem to care whether or not he's around others), but otherwise it was a totally wonderful evening. I don't even care if I got mostiquo bites. And if you know me, you know that's a big deal.
Friday night Cody and I had Luke in the car. Cody hates my car and refuses to drive it, if it can be helped, so I was behind the wheel. We were approaching a stop light and apparently I wasn't slowing down soon enough for him, so Cody told me to start slowing down. Really?! In my head I was thinking "Excuse me buster, but not only have I been driving for 10 years, but I have been driving THIS VERY CAR for 10 years. Do Not Tell Me when to slow down." Instead I just told him to take a chill pill. Once we were almost stopped I thought I'd be a little obnoxious and press really hard on the break to jerk to a stop the last couple of feet. You know, stick it to the man. As soon as we all thumped back into our seats Luke shouts out "OOOOOOoooooohhhhhhhh!" We just busted out laughing because there is no telling where he picked that up.
Yesterday I spent the day doing odds and ends projects around the house. Like taking all of the little boxes of baby clothes stashed around the house and condensing them into two huge tubs. Nothing like a woman with baby fever going through a stash of sentimental baby clothes. On the plus side, they are all organized and concisely put away and ready for a trip up to the attic. I also got the base coat of paint on Luke's step stool. And cleaned the floors at 10 pm.
After church today I had lunch with my group of friends and it took 2 hours. They were soooo slow (the servers, not my friends). And it culminated with Luke dumping an entire cup of cranberry juice on himself. When it was time to go his pants were so wet that he was literally waddling. I was wearing white pants, which meant I couldn't hold him, so he had to just waddle on out. Except he wasn't watching where he was going and ran smack into some dude's chair. He fell over crying hysterically, and I couldn't pick him up to hold him due to the aforementioned white pants. I'm smashing his face into my shoulder to quiet the screams, apologizing to the guy for creating a ruckus during his (probably) slow meal, and staring at the wet splotch on the floor from where he fell over. Finally we make it out to the car and I just striped him down. That lead to a car ride home that looked like this.
(aren't you glad I happened to have my camera?)
When we finally made it home, at almost 2, I just put him straight to bed. The child slept until 4:45. Tired much? While he napped I took the opportunity to start painting the design on the step stool. Maybe when I'm finished I'll attempt to make a tutorial. Because everone wants to know how to paint a step stool, right? Tonight was small groups at my dear Sara's house, and from 5:30 to 9:30 I sat out on their back deck and visited the whole time. It was glorious. Of course I had my occasionally running arounds in the name of child location (mine doesn't seem to care whether or not he's around others), but otherwise it was a totally wonderful evening. I don't even care if I got mostiquo bites. And if you know me, you know that's a big deal.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Don't bake live plants.
Sorry about skipping out on you last night. Yesterday afternoon, totally out of the blue, I suddenly got horribly sick. It was AWFUL. But I'm better now, so we need to catch up.
I finally got on the ball and finished some sewing that I've been meaning to do. Kayden's mom, Ashley, saw that onesies that I made for Ryan a few weeks ago and decided that he needed some too. So I whipped them up this little number.
And while I had the sewing machine out I thought my beloved son needed something new with my touch to it too. So I made him this.
One more thing to knock off my to do list- make the insert to this coffee mug that Mom found for me a couple of months ago. Except it wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. You are supposed to just use paper to decorate the inside, but being the sewing fanatic that I am I just HAD to make something out of fabric. Then I spent two hours of my life today trying to stuff the darn fabric in there.
Another thing I accomplished was repotting my herbs. Remember how I planted some seeds? Well, last week it rained for a couple of days, and before I rescued the pots inside they totally drowned. Utterly and completely drowned. I thought by bringing them inside they would have a chance to dry out.
Wrong.
Apparently storing pots of soil in your kitchen sink only makes the soil mold. White fuzzy mold. On the dirt. Around the sprouts.
Being the ingenius girl that I am, I thought, well what if I helped them dry out faster? If the moisture was gone, that would kill the mold right? And what's dryer and warmer than an oven that almost cooled down from cooking dinner?
So not only did it not dry out my soil, not kill the mold, but it made my plants look like this.
Notice how days later the soil is STILL wet? Yeah. It was that bad. After watching them die a slow and painful death this week I decided to suck it up and buy more seeds. Except when I went to Walmart they didn't have any chives. Ironically, that was the plant that was the most moldiest. But on the bright side, when I go to Lowe's and buy more chive seeds I can get some mint seeds too. Nothing says summer like making mojito's from you very own mint. Anyway, another bright side was that this time I learned my lesson and stuck the empty packet in the back of the pot so now it won't be a guessing game as to what's growing where.
See? Much better.
I finally got on the ball and finished some sewing that I've been meaning to do. Kayden's mom, Ashley, saw that onesies that I made for Ryan a few weeks ago and decided that he needed some too. So I whipped them up this little number.
And while I had the sewing machine out I thought my beloved son needed something new with my touch to it too. So I made him this.
One more thing to knock off my to do list- make the insert to this coffee mug that Mom found for me a couple of months ago. Except it wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. You are supposed to just use paper to decorate the inside, but being the sewing fanatic that I am I just HAD to make something out of fabric. Then I spent two hours of my life today trying to stuff the darn fabric in there.
Another thing I accomplished was repotting my herbs. Remember how I planted some seeds? Well, last week it rained for a couple of days, and before I rescued the pots inside they totally drowned. Utterly and completely drowned. I thought by bringing them inside they would have a chance to dry out.
Wrong.
Apparently storing pots of soil in your kitchen sink only makes the soil mold. White fuzzy mold. On the dirt. Around the sprouts.
Being the ingenius girl that I am, I thought, well what if I helped them dry out faster? If the moisture was gone, that would kill the mold right? And what's dryer and warmer than an oven that almost cooled down from cooking dinner?
So not only did it not dry out my soil, not kill the mold, but it made my plants look like this.
Notice how days later the soil is STILL wet? Yeah. It was that bad. After watching them die a slow and painful death this week I decided to suck it up and buy more seeds. Except when I went to Walmart they didn't have any chives. Ironically, that was the plant that was the most moldiest. But on the bright side, when I go to Lowe's and buy more chive seeds I can get some mint seeds too. Nothing says summer like making mojito's from you very own mint. Anyway, another bright side was that this time I learned my lesson and stuck the empty packet in the back of the pot so now it won't be a guessing game as to what's growing where.
See? Much better.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Nothing!
Today I did.....nothing! It was grand. I thought about doing the housework that I should have done yesterday. But I didn't. I thought about doing some craft projects I've been meaning to get around to. But I didn't. I guess I did do a few things. Like change a million diapers. (5 of them were poopy, between the two boys) And name hundreds of pictures for Luke. (why did I get him that picture book of your first 100 words?) And cleaned spilled yogurt off the couch and my behind. (nothing says "motherhood" like a back end that is splotched with key lime pie flavored dairy products)
I may have even said a few threats at nap time today. Someone didn't want to sleep, and kept getting up and playing with his toys. When he got out his keyboard and started playing tunes on the floor I barged in and took charge. Keyboard? Out in the hall. Toddler? Back in bed. Once I got him all tucked in again I asked him if he wanted his paci back. You know what that stinker did? Pretended to be asleep and wouldn't answer me! It was awesome. So I left with the paci. Which meant 20 minutes later I had to go back in there when he was still babbling, although this tims he listened to the threats and was sitting in bed as opposed to the floor.
After work Cody went to Dillon's house, which meant Luke and I were on our own for dinner. Not being sure what I wanted to eat, I decided to kill time by piddling around in some stores. One of the stores I went into was Tuesday Morning. I've been there once, maybe 10 years ago. Man, that place was like Goodwill, except the stuff wasn't used. I hope. And I uttered a phrase I never thought I would. "Luke! Go put those panties back where you found them. No! No! No! Don't get any more panties!" We left quickly after that.
Shopping didn't help me decide what to eat, so we just started up the highway. I saw Mimi's Cafe and thought that would be a good choice since Cody hates it and refuses to take me there. I got the best french toast stuffed with marmalade and cream cheese, topped with blueberries and strawberries with a side of scrambled eggs and sausage. I got Luke pancakes in the shape of Micky Mouse, with a side of frest fruit. When he saw my sausage though, he just had to have it. I put half a link on his plate, and the next thing I know he's almost gagging on the entire thing he's stuffed in his mouth. In typical mother fashion I hold out my hand so he can spit it out, and holy moly it's like the clown/scarf trick where it just keeps on coming. I had to laugh to keep from gaggin myself.
And finally we get to tonight. Once again Luke tried to play a concert on his keyboard after lights out. Some how he found it. In the dark. And he managed to turn it on. In the dark. And push the right buttons to get the songs to play. In the dark. I believe that will become a living room toy. Not a bedroom toy.
I may have even said a few threats at nap time today. Someone didn't want to sleep, and kept getting up and playing with his toys. When he got out his keyboard and started playing tunes on the floor I barged in and took charge. Keyboard? Out in the hall. Toddler? Back in bed. Once I got him all tucked in again I asked him if he wanted his paci back. You know what that stinker did? Pretended to be asleep and wouldn't answer me! It was awesome. So I left with the paci. Which meant 20 minutes later I had to go back in there when he was still babbling, although this tims he listened to the threats and was sitting in bed as opposed to the floor.
After work Cody went to Dillon's house, which meant Luke and I were on our own for dinner. Not being sure what I wanted to eat, I decided to kill time by piddling around in some stores. One of the stores I went into was Tuesday Morning. I've been there once, maybe 10 years ago. Man, that place was like Goodwill, except the stuff wasn't used. I hope. And I uttered a phrase I never thought I would. "Luke! Go put those panties back where you found them. No! No! No! Don't get any more panties!" We left quickly after that.
Shopping didn't help me decide what to eat, so we just started up the highway. I saw Mimi's Cafe and thought that would be a good choice since Cody hates it and refuses to take me there. I got the best french toast stuffed with marmalade and cream cheese, topped with blueberries and strawberries with a side of scrambled eggs and sausage. I got Luke pancakes in the shape of Micky Mouse, with a side of frest fruit. When he saw my sausage though, he just had to have it. I put half a link on his plate, and the next thing I know he's almost gagging on the entire thing he's stuffed in his mouth. In typical mother fashion I hold out my hand so he can spit it out, and holy moly it's like the clown/scarf trick where it just keeps on coming. I had to laugh to keep from gaggin myself.
And finally we get to tonight. Once again Luke tried to play a concert on his keyboard after lights out. Some how he found it. In the dark. And he managed to turn it on. In the dark. And push the right buttons to get the songs to play. In the dark. I believe that will become a living room toy. Not a bedroom toy.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Gotta blame someone!
This morning dawned dreary again. It didn't rain (I don't think) but the clouds were still low. I've worn glasses since 5th grade, and the first thing I do in the morning is put them on. Okay, it's the second thing I do. The first thing is more like pray that Luke hushes so I can sleep in a little more. But that's not the point. The point is that this morning I couldn't find my glasses. The last time I remember seeing them was when I snatched them out of Luke's grubby paws yesterday as he tried to staighten them out. As I searched high and low, I had visions of a meddling little boy with Momma's glasses, hiding them somewhere like the trash. Like he did with my cutting board Saturday. I even called Cody and asked him if he had seen them. You know it's desprite when you ask a man where something is located.
I ended up having to put on my contacts (something I don't do anymore unless I'm going somewhere more classy than the grocery store) and was overwhelmed with the desire to purge my house of all the things hindering me from finding them. I sorted the laundry out of the closet and kept going. Two hours later I ended up filling up a huge trash bag full of clothes and shoes. And my closet is reorganized. Then I moved on to Luke's room. I filled up a trash bag in his room too, of empty hangers, toys he doesn't play with, and boxes.
Now did I get my typical Monday cleaning done? No. But I did get 6 loads of laundry done. Load #5 was the sheets. Guess what I found stripping the bed? Yep. My glasses. They were squished between the night stand and bed frame. Soooooo......there is a good chance that Luke didn't have anything to do with their dissapearence. Oops. But, in my defense, he tends to do things like this when I'm not looking.
Guess what I won today?! Over on A Pocket Full of Posies Jill was giving away a notebook cover from Pleated Poppy (she has also has a blog and her name is Lindsey too)! I'm so excited because it's stinkin cute! And you know me and cute crafty things with fabulous fabric....I ams SO there!
And now I just have to vent a little. Is there anyone out there that is NOT pregnant? It honestly feels like EVERYONE I know is pregant or just recently had a baby. And with the curse that is a Facebook addiction, it seems like every other day someone is announcing they are with babe. It's just really frustrating and hurts. From the sounds of it, Cody doesn't really want any more kids, and I can't imagine not being pregnant one more time. *sigh* okay. I'm done venting.
I ended up having to put on my contacts (something I don't do anymore unless I'm going somewhere more classy than the grocery store) and was overwhelmed with the desire to purge my house of all the things hindering me from finding them. I sorted the laundry out of the closet and kept going. Two hours later I ended up filling up a huge trash bag full of clothes and shoes. And my closet is reorganized. Then I moved on to Luke's room. I filled up a trash bag in his room too, of empty hangers, toys he doesn't play with, and boxes.
Now did I get my typical Monday cleaning done? No. But I did get 6 loads of laundry done. Load #5 was the sheets. Guess what I found stripping the bed? Yep. My glasses. They were squished between the night stand and bed frame. Soooooo......there is a good chance that Luke didn't have anything to do with their dissapearence. Oops. But, in my defense, he tends to do things like this when I'm not looking.
(and excuse the Christmas pj's, we got them good and stained today so I won't feel bad about tossing them)
Guess what I won today?! Over on A Pocket Full of Posies Jill was giving away a notebook cover from Pleated Poppy (she has also has a blog and her name is Lindsey too)! I'm so excited because it's stinkin cute! And you know me and cute crafty things with fabulous fabric....I ams SO there!
And now I just have to vent a little. Is there anyone out there that is NOT pregnant? It honestly feels like EVERYONE I know is pregant or just recently had a baby. And with the curse that is a Facebook addiction, it seems like every other day someone is announcing they are with babe. It's just really frustrating and hurts. From the sounds of it, Cody doesn't really want any more kids, and I can't imagine not being pregnant one more time. *sigh* okay. I'm done venting.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Lots to tell
Ugggg. What a busy weekend. Where do I even begin?
Friday night I thought I would have nothing to do. Cody was supposed to go out with his friends after work, but he suprised me by showing up at home. We went to Fuzzy's for dinner, although we ended up getting it to go due to a fussy kid. Waiting in line for 30 mintues + grumpy toddler + a daddy with a low patients thresh hold = not the fun family dinner I had planned in my head. I went to bed a little earlier than normal that night.
Saturday dawned dark and dreary. The rain had come. Hung out on the couch for a little while, made a onesie for Sunday (pictured at the end), and then once I put Luke down for a nap I went to visit my dear Sara for a couple of hours. She got put on bed rest on Friday for high blood pressure for the whole weekend so I went to keep her company. We'll find out tomorrow morning if she is released from the bed rest or will have to continue. We're praying on the side of release. When I came home one set of toddler sheets I had ordered had arrived, so I got Cody and Dillon (who was over for a visit) to transform Luke's crib into a toddler bed. That's right folks! My baby is in a big boy bed! It looks so cute.
And he LOVED it. He immediatly climbed up in it and started rolling around. This is him "going night night".
He cracks me up.
Then we dropped him off at Mom and Dad's because Cody and I went to dinner and a movie! I made him take me to get sushi. And then we went to see Date Night.
Oh. My. Goodness.
At one point I was laughing so hard tears were forming in my little eyes.
When we got home it was time to put Luke in the big boy bed. AHHH!!! I tucked him all in, turned out the lights, and shut the door. We didn't hear a peep out of him. Until about 15 minutes later when there was a "rattle rattle" coming from his door. The little stinker was trying to escape! Luckily his smart momma had baby proofed the inside of the door so he couldn't open it. Cody told him through the door to get back in bed, and we didn't hear from him again. I checked on him before I got in bed myself, and bless his sweet little heart he was sacked out, just like he should be in his bed. I love him.
Today it was still dreary outside, and pretty chilly. Luke and I were super early to bible class, because I was not about to miss my girls this week! Oh my, they were so funny. I think the highlights of the chit chat was finding out someone didn't get to come because she didn't take her allergy medicine last night, praying for a dog's allergies, and trying to answer the question "why" in response to EVERYTHING that was mentioned. I mean, she asked why I was born in June when I told them when my birthday was. I told her because that's when my momma had me! Then to my pleasent suprise, my good friend Shae and her family were in town. We got to have lunch together and spent a long time catching up. I sure do miss them!
After lunch I ran home to put Luke down and change my clothes....I had a baby shower to get to! Nap time is what I was most nervous about with the bed, and sure enough 10 minutes after I shut his door there was a familiar rattle. Once again I told him through the door to get in bed, and this time he cried about it. I felt bad about cutting and running at such a crucial time, but *shrug* oops. Have fun with that Daddy! I had a great time at the shower, I visited my little heart out. I didn't get home until 3 hours later! Then tonight was a good service at church about becoming an intergenerational church and it was REALLY interesting. Afterwards I spent another hour standing around visiting! I don't think I normally get this much adult talking in a WEEK!
So see? It was a good weekend. Busy. Drizzly. But very very good.
Friday night I thought I would have nothing to do. Cody was supposed to go out with his friends after work, but he suprised me by showing up at home. We went to Fuzzy's for dinner, although we ended up getting it to go due to a fussy kid. Waiting in line for 30 mintues + grumpy toddler + a daddy with a low patients thresh hold = not the fun family dinner I had planned in my head. I went to bed a little earlier than normal that night.
Saturday dawned dark and dreary. The rain had come. Hung out on the couch for a little while, made a onesie for Sunday (pictured at the end), and then once I put Luke down for a nap I went to visit my dear Sara for a couple of hours. She got put on bed rest on Friday for high blood pressure for the whole weekend so I went to keep her company. We'll find out tomorrow morning if she is released from the bed rest or will have to continue. We're praying on the side of release. When I came home one set of toddler sheets I had ordered had arrived, so I got Cody and Dillon (who was over for a visit) to transform Luke's crib into a toddler bed. That's right folks! My baby is in a big boy bed! It looks so cute.
And he LOVED it. He immediatly climbed up in it and started rolling around. This is him "going night night".
He cracks me up.
Then we dropped him off at Mom and Dad's because Cody and I went to dinner and a movie! I made him take me to get sushi. And then we went to see Date Night.
Oh. My. Goodness.
At one point I was laughing so hard tears were forming in my little eyes.
When we got home it was time to put Luke in the big boy bed. AHHH!!! I tucked him all in, turned out the lights, and shut the door. We didn't hear a peep out of him. Until about 15 minutes later when there was a "rattle rattle" coming from his door. The little stinker was trying to escape! Luckily his smart momma had baby proofed the inside of the door so he couldn't open it. Cody told him through the door to get back in bed, and we didn't hear from him again. I checked on him before I got in bed myself, and bless his sweet little heart he was sacked out, just like he should be in his bed. I love him.
Today it was still dreary outside, and pretty chilly. Luke and I were super early to bible class, because I was not about to miss my girls this week! Oh my, they were so funny. I think the highlights of the chit chat was finding out someone didn't get to come because she didn't take her allergy medicine last night, praying for a dog's allergies, and trying to answer the question "why" in response to EVERYTHING that was mentioned. I mean, she asked why I was born in June when I told them when my birthday was. I told her because that's when my momma had me! Then to my pleasent suprise, my good friend Shae and her family were in town. We got to have lunch together and spent a long time catching up. I sure do miss them!
After lunch I ran home to put Luke down and change my clothes....I had a baby shower to get to! Nap time is what I was most nervous about with the bed, and sure enough 10 minutes after I shut his door there was a familiar rattle. Once again I told him through the door to get in bed, and this time he cried about it. I felt bad about cutting and running at such a crucial time, but *shrug* oops. Have fun with that Daddy! I had a great time at the shower, I visited my little heart out. I didn't get home until 3 hours later! Then tonight was a good service at church about becoming an intergenerational church and it was REALLY interesting. Afterwards I spent another hour standing around visiting! I don't think I normally get this much adult talking in a WEEK!
So see? It was a good weekend. Busy. Drizzly. But very very good.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Another busy day
Today was a lot more hectic than it should have been.
Last night there was a book fair at church, and of course I bought a book we already had. That happens occasionally. So this morning at about 9:30 I loaded the boys up and went back up there to exchange it. Then we went to the bank. Then we went to Walmart for some groceries and to see if they had any toddler sized sheets. Do you know how hard it is to find those? I'm going to have to order them online because I can't find them ANYWHERE. I don't enjoy ordering things online. I enjoy the pleasure picking it up, holding it, purchasing it, and taking it home that day to enjoy. Not waiting. And waiting.
But back today. We went home after Walmart and as I unloaded the bags I realized I didn't get eggs. The eggs I needed for a recipe I was making today. Luckily the boys were still in the car so I grudgingly got back in and headed up to Tom Thumb. While hastiely trying to get the eggs and get out, I managed to knock over a plant and totally bust the pot, as well as knock some bags of cough drops off their display. I felt like a total winner. By the time we got home it was way past lunch time so I fed them quickly and put them to bed.
Except Luke didn't want to cooperate. The last few days I've been making him say /p/ before I'll give him his pacifier. Today he didn't want to do it, so he got no paci and screamed about it. For 2 1/2 hours. I was so frustrated with him by that point that I ended up yelling at him to either say it or quit screaming. I scared him so bad that he quit screaming and fell asleep. But I felt soooo guilty. Score one for a bad mommy moment.
In the mean time I got the tort made for the dinner we were going to tonight, and then I was able to start sewing. The lady who's house we were going to also had asked me to make her future grandbaby (arriving in July) a golf themed onesie since her son-in-law (baby's daddy) is a big golfer. I had it in my mind that it HAD to get done today, so I totally stressed myself out about it. I really wanted to make a hooded towel as a present from me, but it was getting down to the wire and the lettering was screwing up and I was so fed up with all that had happend that I said SCREW IT! and have now endowed Luke with a navy towel with the letters "pa" on it (the baby's name will be palmer). Oi.
But the dinner was super fun. It was just our bible class/small groups people, and I always enjoy a night of good food and fellowship with them. Luke defininantly was a stealthy meddler at their house though. They had their dogs kenneled on the back porch, and at one point I saw him try to feed them his sandwich (I couldn't get out there fast enough so I stood at the window banging on it to stop) and give them an ipod he found lying around (someone else caught that quickly). He found their key board to the computer and tried to leave them a message and found the front door unlocked and tried to escape. Never a dull moment with that one. I don't even think I told you about the time a couple of days ago when he totally played me and Cody. He came up to me and handed me his cup (his way of telling you he wants more) wanting juice, but there was still milk in it. I told him he had to drink his milk before he got juice and gave it back. I WATCHED HIM take it, calmly walk to Cody in the other room, and HAND HIM THE CUP. What?! How do they know to do that? I quickly informed Cody of what was going on and Luke was in for the shock of his life when Daddy said the same thing Momma did. Stinker.
Last night there was a book fair at church, and of course I bought a book we already had. That happens occasionally. So this morning at about 9:30 I loaded the boys up and went back up there to exchange it. Then we went to the bank. Then we went to Walmart for some groceries and to see if they had any toddler sized sheets. Do you know how hard it is to find those? I'm going to have to order them online because I can't find them ANYWHERE. I don't enjoy ordering things online. I enjoy the pleasure picking it up, holding it, purchasing it, and taking it home that day to enjoy. Not waiting. And waiting.
But back today. We went home after Walmart and as I unloaded the bags I realized I didn't get eggs. The eggs I needed for a recipe I was making today. Luckily the boys were still in the car so I grudgingly got back in and headed up to Tom Thumb. While hastiely trying to get the eggs and get out, I managed to knock over a plant and totally bust the pot, as well as knock some bags of cough drops off their display. I felt like a total winner. By the time we got home it was way past lunch time so I fed them quickly and put them to bed.
Except Luke didn't want to cooperate. The last few days I've been making him say /p/ before I'll give him his pacifier. Today he didn't want to do it, so he got no paci and screamed about it. For 2 1/2 hours. I was so frustrated with him by that point that I ended up yelling at him to either say it or quit screaming. I scared him so bad that he quit screaming and fell asleep. But I felt soooo guilty. Score one for a bad mommy moment.
In the mean time I got the tort made for the dinner we were going to tonight, and then I was able to start sewing. The lady who's house we were going to also had asked me to make her future grandbaby (arriving in July) a golf themed onesie since her son-in-law (baby's daddy) is a big golfer. I had it in my mind that it HAD to get done today, so I totally stressed myself out about it. I really wanted to make a hooded towel as a present from me, but it was getting down to the wire and the lettering was screwing up and I was so fed up with all that had happend that I said SCREW IT! and have now endowed Luke with a navy towel with the letters "pa" on it (the baby's name will be palmer). Oi.
But the dinner was super fun. It was just our bible class/small groups people, and I always enjoy a night of good food and fellowship with them. Luke defininantly was a stealthy meddler at their house though. They had their dogs kenneled on the back porch, and at one point I saw him try to feed them his sandwich (I couldn't get out there fast enough so I stood at the window banging on it to stop) and give them an ipod he found lying around (someone else caught that quickly). He found their key board to the computer and tried to leave them a message and found the front door unlocked and tried to escape. Never a dull moment with that one. I don't even think I told you about the time a couple of days ago when he totally played me and Cody. He came up to me and handed me his cup (his way of telling you he wants more) wanting juice, but there was still milk in it. I told him he had to drink his milk before he got juice and gave it back. I WATCHED HIM take it, calmly walk to Cody in the other room, and HAND HIM THE CUP. What?! How do they know to do that? I quickly informed Cody of what was going on and Luke was in for the shock of his life when Daddy said the same thing Momma did. Stinker.
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