Wednesday, April 28, 2010

How to Make a Baby Sister

The old saying goes something like, "sugar and spice and everything nice, that's what little girls are made of." Not according to my 4 year-old son, Aiden.

The last few days Aiden has been begging for a baby sister. Never mind that he already has a little brother, he wants a sister. Or so he thinks. He asked me if we could go to the baby store and buy one. Yeah, if only it worked that way. I made the mistake of telling Aiden that you can't buy babies, you have to make them. Yeah, I know. As soon as the words were out my mouth I knew I was going to regret it. Of course, Aiden thought that was awesome. Chris, who was standing right there, thought it was hilarious.

A:"Can we make one right now??"

M:"Uh, well no.

A: "Can I help you do it later?"

M: Over Daddy's hysterical laughter, "Umm...only Mommy and Daddy can make a baby sister."

A: "Why?"

M: "Ummm, well, because." Yes, I know that "because" is not an answer for anyone over the age of 7, but honestly, I wasn't ready to have this conversation yet.

Daddy decided to chime in about this time.

D: "Aiden, do you know how to make a baby sister?"

Oh great...WHAT is he thinking??

A: "Yeah, I know how, you need lots of stuff."

D: "Really? Like what kind of stuff?"

A: " Well, you need....

1. A Wallet. Ain't THAT the truth....

2. String.

3. Potatoes. You lost me....

4. A Head. Chris LOVED that one...

5. Some hair.

6. A dress.

7. Eyes.

8. A Binky.

9. Arms.

10. Fingers.

11. Hands.

12. Some chicken.

13. Soap.

14. Pickles

15. A Ding, ding, ding. Just what the heck is that??

16. A Waffle, and...

17. Batman gloves."

Chris and I stared at him speechless.

M: "Umm. You need all that stuff to make a baby sister?"

A: "Yep. Okay, I'm gonna go watch my show now, you and Daddy can go make me a baby sister now." He skipped back out the living room without so much as a glance behind him.

Chris looked at me and raised an eyebrow. "How 'bout it Mommy? You grab the chicken and I'll get the ding, ding, ding."

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Just Another Pleasant Valley Sunday

6:30 AM:

I'm sleeping peacefully, all alone in my big bed, soft down pillows, nice and comfy. I start to become vaguely aware of something shaking me, and a small, annoying voice starts to penetrate the fog in my brain.

"Mom, Mom, Mom, Mommy, Mommy, Mom, Moooooom, Mommy, Mom..."


"I picked out all of Jack's boogers, want to see?"

I stare at my 4 year-old in sleepy confusion. "You what?" I'm not certain I heard him correctly.

"I picked out all of Jack's boogers. Now his nose is all clean!" He's entirely too chirpy for this early on a Sunday. Suddenly another little head peeks up over the side of my bed, blond curls in disarray.

"Clean!" says Jack, "see, Mama?" He then tilts his head up to give me the best view of his now clean nostrils. I think to myself I should just go back to sleep, and put my head under my pillow to hide. It doesn't work.

"Mama! See!!!" Jack is insistent that I inspect his nostrils.

"Gee...that's great. Look at that, I can see all the way to your brain, Jack. Did you guys make coffee by any chance?"

Aiden rolls his eyes. "Mom, don't be silly, we're just kids! We can't make coffee!"

"Oh yeah, I forgot. Must be the fact that it's 6:30 IN THE MORNING!" I drag myself out of bed to go in search of coffee.

11:30 AM - Post Commissary

"Mom, where's Dad?"

"He's at work."

"Camping in the Desert?"

"Uh huh."


"Cause that's his job."

"To fight the bad guys?"


"Are there bad guys in the Desert?"


"Where are the bad guys?"

"In Iraq and Afghanistan."

Blessed silence while his brain processes this.

"If the bad guys are in Iraq then why is he in the Desert?"

"I don't know, Aiden."


"Aiden...just give it up, okay?"

"Okay. Can I get some Batman snacks?"


"And some fish crackers?"




"Where's Dad?"

2:30 PM - Home

"Mom!! I need to go poop!!" He yelled it so loud if we had neighbors right now they would have heard.

"Fantastic, why don't you go?"

"Oh, okay. That's a good idea." He ran into the bathroom.

"Do you need help?" I asked him.

"No, I can do it myself. Close the door, I need some privacy. You can't watch me poop, Mom!"

"Oh, of course, excuse me." I rolled my eyes to myself.



"I need you to wipe my butt!!"


There are about 4 bottles of wine in my fridge. When's bedtime??

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Saturday, April 17, 2010


I think the Army should change it's motto from "Army Strong" to "Life is Never Dull", or "Nothing is Certain." Unfortunately, our upcoming PCS to Germany has been canceled. :-( Long story short, the position they were going to send him to is non-deployable, and he's been home for too long according the Army, so he needs to go to a unit that could deploy. Not that they necessarily will deploy, but it's a good possibility. Germany for us. I know, it's a bummer.

That's the bad news. The good news is that we're going to Alaska instead. That was our second choice, so we're still excited. Fort Wainwright - in Fairbanks - where it snows from September to April and you get the best view of the Northern Lights. My kids will go from surf-bunnies to snow-bunnies.

And, before I get inundated with comments about how cold it is in Fairbanks, let me assure you...I know. It's cold, it's remote, yada, yada, yada. I get it, trust me. It's also new and different from anything we've experienced before, and therein lies the draw for us. Chris and I, we love new places and new experiences, especially when it's temporary. I mean, hey, if we hate it, it's not forever!

So in keeping with the way we like to live our life, we are taking our family to The Last Frontier. If you want to come visit, you are more than welcome! might want to come in July....:-)

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Happy Birthday Jack!

Today my baby is two years old. As much as I love to celebrate my son's birthday, I'm a little bit sad. It just seems to go by too fast. Jack is my baby, my little snuggle bunny. Aiden has never really been a cuddler, but Jack is the complete opposite - he'll snuggle in my lap all day long sometimes. I had to force myself to start making him sleep in his own bed, I love having him curl up and cuddle with me in the middle of the night.

My baby has been blessed with his Daddy's curly blond hair and green eyes, along with the cutest little impish smile you've ever seen. Don't be fooled though...he's as devious and sneaky as they come. He is 100% little boy. At two, he somehow manages to arrange things so that his older brother Aiden gets in trouble, while he just stands by and looks cute. I'm on to him, though. Really, I am. :-)

Happy Birthday my sweet boy...don't grow up too fast.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010


As you may have noticed, this blog is undergoing a major transformation. I'm having so much fun giving my blog a face lift, I have to tear myself away from the computer during the day so I can work. I still have tons of stuff I want to add, so please bear with me as I make it as perfect as I can! Keep checking back to see all the fun stuff I'm adding...and maybe eventually I'll get around to actually posting something, too!