Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Jack Giggles

The sweetest sound...:-)

Monday, May 11, 2009

New Photos

I put some new photos of the kids up on my Facebook - you can see them by clicking here.

Friday, May 8, 2009

New Post on Mommyland

I'm on a roll! I updated this blog AND Mommyland! Check it out!

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Boy Crazy

Certain people have been giving me grief for not writing on here lately. And I know it, I've been neglecting this blog. It's not intentional, I'm just, well...I'll tell you about it.

I titled this post "Boy Crazy". I don't mean I'm crazy for boys, I mean I'm crazy from boys. I realize that all toddlers and preschoolers, boys AND girls, can and do cause their mothers grief. But I just really think that boys are worse. They just seem to have this genetic predisposition to trouble. Of course, in my case that's probably not far from accurate, considering their father's childhood exploits. But did NONE of my DNA get in there? Seriously!?

And I think that they just go around looking for ways to drive me crazy. That's their sole reasoning behind the act. Drive Mom Crazy. I mean, what other reason could Aiden have for, say, pouring furniture polish on the couch? Or, getting the kitchen scissors out of the dishwasher and giving his little brother a haircut? And that was just yesterday. He also enjoys locking his little brother in the pantry, and drawing on the wood floor with crayons. At least they're washable.

And he's not the only one. Jack may look all cute an innocent, but he's just as guilty. There is of course the now-infamous piano incident. He also managed to get Daddy's cell phone off the charger and hide it in a still unknown location. Or let's see...he decided to help me clean up the bathroom by dumping several articles of clothing into the toilet, along with a toy car and a whole roll of toilet paper. I'm just glad he hasn't figured out the flusher, although I'm sure it's just a matter of time.

I could go on and on. Needless to say, at the end of the day, I'm tired. Actually, that's not true. I'm tired all day long. So as much as I would love to spend an hour in the evening recording this time in my life for all posterity, I'm usually cracking open a bottle of wine and praying fervently that Jack will sleep for longer than 2 hours before waking up again. I also make a valiant attempt each night to clean up the destruction the kids have left in their wake, although by about 10 o'clock the next morning I'm seriously wondering why I bothered.

Right now, I'm going to go take a nap. Last night Jack was up every 20-30 minutes, he was coming down with a cold and was extremely restless. I didn't get much sleep. In fact, I pretty much didn't get any sleep at all, so keep my state of extreme sleep deprivation in mind when you're reading this, and ignore any and all grammatical and spelling errors. Please. I is tired. Chris is home for his day off from the field, and to my way of thinking, he can deal with the kids for a while. As long as everyone is still alive and in one piece when I wake up, it's all good....