Friday, May 8, 2009
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....
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....
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Back Home
Sorry it's been a while, we had our Ball in Primm on Friday, and then we went to Vegas for the weekend. I don't have time for details now, but later on I will tell the whole story! I just wanted to let everyone know that we ARE alive, and I promise I DO have pictures of Jack's birthday, life is just crazy, crazy! Especially now that I have a preschooler and a TODDLER!!! :-)
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Birthday Boy!!
Today is Jack's first birthday!! I can't believe he's a year old already!! My parents are coming in today for a visit, and we are having a little party for him later, so I'll post some pics tonight.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Child-Free Shopping
I've mentioned before that we have a Battalion Ball coming up. I've been trying to get back in shape so I'd fit into my old dress, but it's not going to happen. I've been faithfully working out the best I can, and it does fit better than it did, but it's not all that flattering to be squeezed into a dress that's still two sizes too small. So on that note, I have to go shopping for a new dress. My friend Heidi and I are going ballgown shopping on Saturday WITHOUT OUR KIDS!!! And we are going down to Rancho Cucamonga which is about an hour and a half away, so the likelihood of an emergency call from Daddy to "hurry up and come home and save me" is much reduced!
I can't tell you how excited I am to be going shopping with a girlfriend with no little kids in tow. It's really hard to even look at stuff on a rack, much less try anything on with two - make that three if you include Heidi's son - impatient little boys with you. So it should be really fun to be able to browse to my heart's content at a Southern California shopping mall. :-)
And yes, I know I seem to have a lot of friends named Heidi. I'm not sure why that is, I guess I just like people named Heidi...:-)
I can't tell you how excited I am to be going shopping with a girlfriend with no little kids in tow. It's really hard to even look at stuff on a rack, much less try anything on with two - make that three if you include Heidi's son - impatient little boys with you. So it should be really fun to be able to browse to my heart's content at a Southern California shopping mall. :-)
And yes, I know I seem to have a lot of friends named Heidi. I'm not sure why that is, I guess I just like people named Heidi...:-)
Monday, April 6, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
San Diego
This last week we went down to San Diego for a mini-vacation. Chris had a doctor's appt at Balboa Naval Hospital, so we decided to make a weekend out of it. Well, actually, a Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, but you get the point...
So anyway, we stayed at the Holiday Inn Sea World, courtesy of Hotwire. There was a nice little 50's style diner attached to the hotel, and on Thursday morning while Chris was at his doctor's appointment, I took the boys to breakfast. As you can imagine, going out to eat with both boys by myself is a little difficult, but they behaved for the most part. We had one little incident, but it wasn't really Aiden's fault. I mean, he's three, it's not his fault he can't pronounce all of his words correctly....You're probably smiling by this point, thinking he must have said something embarrassing by accident. You have no idea.
Aiden has trouble with "fff" sounds sometimes. They occasionally come out as "h"s, such as in "horse". Our waitress came by and had a button on her uniform with a number 4 on it. I don't know what it was for. Aiden caught sight of it and at the top of his lungs yells out, "Mom! That's a whore?" pointing at our waitress. I froze in utter mortification. My three year-old had just called this sweet girl a whore in front of everyone. She looked at me with a shocked expression. I cleared my throat and said, "Umm...he means "four"..." and pointed to her button. She quickly realized he wasn't actually calling her a whore and laughed about it. I was very relieved that she wasn't offended, but seriously, we never went back to that restaurant.
On Thursday afternoon we went to the beach at Belmont Park. It wasn't as warm as we were hoping, but we got to go on a nice walk and have some ice cream on the beach. Jack enjoyed his first experience with sand, he even preferred to eat that over the ice cream.
On Friday we went to Sea World, and the boys had a blast! Aiden loved the dolphins, Jack liked the polar bears, and we got to see the Shamu show. Aiden and Daddy went right up front and got soaked, much to Aiden's delight. It was a really fun day, and if you've never been to Sea World, I highly recommend it. If you are Active Duty military, you and three of your dependents can get in free once a year, so we took advantage of that!! They were really supportive of the military, and had signs up everywhere thanking "our Heroes", and at the Shamu show they had all military members (past and present) and their families stand up, and the whole stadium clapped and cheered. It makes me a little teary just to write about it.
They have a section at Sea World called Coco Loco, which is basically a bunch of carnival games. Chris took Aiden to try their hand at it, while Jack and I played in the baby "block pit" for awhile. Jack just needed to stretch his legs after several hours in the stroller. After a bit I got Jack out of the play area and was walking back to the stroller when I saw someone walking toward me with a GIGANTIC stuffed Elmo. Since I absolutely can't stand Elmo and think he's the most annoying thing EVER, I thought it was pretty hideous. Then I realized that the guy holding it was Chris. Oh...My...Gosh.
"Ummm....what the HECK is that, and why do you have it?"
"We won the ring toss, can you believe that?? We actually WON!!"
"Oh boy, I'm thrilled...." shaking my head....
Aiden was beside himself with absolute joy, jumping up and down and babbling about his "Elmo Giant". The thing literally is giant. It's about 4.5 feet tall, and totally huge. You know those big prizes that are always hanging up and that nobody ever wins? This is one of those. So we had to drive home with "Elmo Giant" in the back seat. Fun, fun.
On Saturday we left San Diego and drove up to Huntington Beach, where we had lunch and spent the afternoon on the pier with my really good friend Alethia. Aiden was very excited to see his "Auntie Letha", whom he remembers for her awesome Christmas tree. We had a really good time and got home about 8 o'clock Saturday night.
I posted pictures on my Facebook, you can see them by clicking here, even if you don't have a Facebook account. And if you don't have Facebook, WHY NOT?? :-)
So anyway, we stayed at the Holiday Inn Sea World, courtesy of Hotwire. There was a nice little 50's style diner attached to the hotel, and on Thursday morning while Chris was at his doctor's appointment, I took the boys to breakfast. As you can imagine, going out to eat with both boys by myself is a little difficult, but they behaved for the most part. We had one little incident, but it wasn't really Aiden's fault. I mean, he's three, it's not his fault he can't pronounce all of his words correctly....You're probably smiling by this point, thinking he must have said something embarrassing by accident. You have no idea.
Aiden has trouble with "fff" sounds sometimes. They occasionally come out as "h"s, such as in "horse". Our waitress came by and had a button on her uniform with a number 4 on it. I don't know what it was for. Aiden caught sight of it and at the top of his lungs yells out, "Mom! That's a whore?" pointing at our waitress. I froze in utter mortification. My three year-old had just called this sweet girl a whore in front of everyone. She looked at me with a shocked expression. I cleared my throat and said, "Umm...he means "four"..." and pointed to her button. She quickly realized he wasn't actually calling her a whore and laughed about it. I was very relieved that she wasn't offended, but seriously, we never went back to that restaurant.
On Thursday afternoon we went to the beach at Belmont Park. It wasn't as warm as we were hoping, but we got to go on a nice walk and have some ice cream on the beach. Jack enjoyed his first experience with sand, he even preferred to eat that over the ice cream.
On Friday we went to Sea World, and the boys had a blast! Aiden loved the dolphins, Jack liked the polar bears, and we got to see the Shamu show. Aiden and Daddy went right up front and got soaked, much to Aiden's delight. It was a really fun day, and if you've never been to Sea World, I highly recommend it. If you are Active Duty military, you and three of your dependents can get in free once a year, so we took advantage of that!! They were really supportive of the military, and had signs up everywhere thanking "our Heroes", and at the Shamu show they had all military members (past and present) and their families stand up, and the whole stadium clapped and cheered. It makes me a little teary just to write about it.
They have a section at Sea World called Coco Loco, which is basically a bunch of carnival games. Chris took Aiden to try their hand at it, while Jack and I played in the baby "block pit" for awhile. Jack just needed to stretch his legs after several hours in the stroller. After a bit I got Jack out of the play area and was walking back to the stroller when I saw someone walking toward me with a GIGANTIC stuffed Elmo. Since I absolutely can't stand Elmo and think he's the most annoying thing EVER, I thought it was pretty hideous. Then I realized that the guy holding it was Chris. Oh...My...Gosh.
"Ummm....what the HECK is that, and why do you have it?"
"We won the ring toss, can you believe that?? We actually WON!!"
"Oh boy, I'm thrilled...." shaking my head....
Aiden was beside himself with absolute joy, jumping up and down and babbling about his "Elmo Giant". The thing literally is giant. It's about 4.5 feet tall, and totally huge. You know those big prizes that are always hanging up and that nobody ever wins? This is one of those. So we had to drive home with "Elmo Giant" in the back seat. Fun, fun.
On Saturday we left San Diego and drove up to Huntington Beach, where we had lunch and spent the afternoon on the pier with my really good friend Alethia. Aiden was very excited to see his "Auntie Letha", whom he remembers for her awesome Christmas tree. We had a really good time and got home about 8 o'clock Saturday night.
I posted pictures on my Facebook, you can see them by clicking here, even if you don't have a Facebook account. And if you don't have Facebook, WHY NOT?? :-)
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