more priceless words...
You look broken. Mommy, you look broken.
(as we are heading out of the house) I bet i do look that bad lol. My eyes feel like they have weights on them. I can't think of a better place to be than a playdate.
Loved this. Thanks for sending it Eddie!
On the way to Baby Girl's 2 month check up Little Dude asked me if he could drive up with me. I said when he's older he can. He said "You promise?" "of course. Where are you going to take me?" Here was the list he rambled off for "when you're old mommy"...
Hena - you win the thrift one. My total was $13.55. I'll send you a little package soon.
Get your guess in today and I'll announce a winner this evening when we get back from running around.
When my son goes off to preschool those two precious mornings I have to admit I do the happy dance. Ah, quiet. Ah, space. Ahhhhh.
I was pulling my hair up as i do every morning then lo and behold i saw a strange looking hair. Upon closer examination I saw it was gray. I shrieked which made little dude come running. He is like a tornado chaser, always running to see what broke, spilled or made me say gross. It's the only time he moves fast...total stormchaser in the making i believe. He says "what?" hoping he didn't miss the action. I said "I have a grey hair!" and then looked closer and saw another, and another, and another. "Ahhhhhh!" Impatient he says "what? what happened mommy?" I say, "My hair is turning grey!" He sees, "that's really cool!" Ha! So not cool and they so have your name on them! See that one there, Little Dude, ah, and that one there, also Little Dude. This other....
There's nothing like a little productivity to make you feel better. I've been worn out and feeling defeated but this weekend i went to a scrapbooking workshop for a few hours with the littlest one and left dad and son to spend some time together. I got 15 pages done this weekend. I'm back in the zone after not touching his book for what seems ages. It felt good to do something creative, chat with other moms, and remember when my son was little too. It was exactly what i needed to feel rejuvenated. Now I'm more than ever determined to get caught up on his book and start hers. LD loved looking at the pages.
I always blamed the dryer for eating socks but my washer was busted today! Caught in the act. I noticed something fabricky between the metal part and the rim...forgive my naivete of washer part names. I have a front loader. I pulled out little sock after little sock, even the missing argyle sock i loved of LD's that got lost as soon as i bought them. Loved those socks and now they are too small. I found fifteen small socks, a napkin, a sponge, a mitten and some foreign object that looks like a doily but is all mildewy and icky. I did a load after and boy were they wrung out better than normal. Drying time was cut in half. Duh moment here. I wonder how close i was to breaking my washer. But the dryer is off the hook.