I am LOVING!!!!! the new show ‘Leave it to Niecy’ on TLC.
After watching her make her kid spit on her finger so she could wipe off said 12 year old’s eyeliner…
Then listening to her dialogue during her mammogram…
And listening to the awesomeness that falls out of her middle child mouth!
I’m hooked!!!
New show on the DVR!
Check it out if you like humorous reality tv, the first two episodes were pretty damn funny.
Never before would I have slept with the windows open.
I has been a constant fear in my life that someone would creep in through an open window and hurt me. I have suffered through high electricity bills from constant air conditioning or undressed down to my undies while I sweat to death when I have not had the money for air.
Suddenly, this year, that has changed. That fear, in light of all my family has been through in the past year, has been vanquished. I have had my windows open since we got home from Minnesota last week. I haven’t closed them at night.
During the day I have been leaving my back door open so the dogs can run in and out. Even with our privacy fence and locked gate, that has never been an option.
I am not sure what has changed, but I am glad it has! Take that!
It is always bittersweet on the last day of any trip, short or long.
You want to stay and grab hold of any experience you missed, but your bed at home is always calling your name.
So we did what any good Girl Scout would do???? right? We took Old Tyme Photos! Don’t we make good saloon girls?
Then we headed downstairs to the Sea Life Aquarium.
We got to see jellyfish.
We walked under sharks. Eeek!
And saw many other wonders of the sea.
Now we are home sweet home.
Awesome trip, amazing experience!
And I am glad I got to share it with my friends and daughters!
The girls started out the day by deciding to forgo the China Ann McClain concert because of the crowd.
When we finally got motivated we decided to go Nickelodeon Universe in the Mall
First we were pulled into the Airbrush Tattoo booth, because well ‘like mother like daughter!’ Brae’s is a hummingbird and flower.
Gillian’s is a fierce tiger! ROAR!
Then on to the rides. My kids apparently are the opposite of me. They love thrill rides like roller coasters and Detonator-type rides.
That is the Spongebob Roller Coaster, which my oldest rode twice. I am sure she would have kept going if I had let her.
Then we did some old-fashioned carnival games before we headed back to the hotel. Six hours of running around an amusement park in a mall is tiring!
On our way out we ran into the Brownie Elf and some of the Daisy Petals. This is Brae and I with one of them.
After that we went back to the hotel, ordered in Chinese takeout and then went swimming. We were all super tired, but in a completely awesome kind of way!
to be continued….
Had an excellent trip to the Mall of America with one of my BFFs and my daughters!
We drove into Minnesota on Friday.
We got up early on Saturday to see the Birthday Celebration of the Girl Scouts at the Mall of America.
Did you know that the organization is 100 years old?
There were more girls than ever imagined! Over 50,000 attended!
We did a few of the Girl Scout activities but the girls were quickly overwhelmed with the amount of people.
So we decided to ride the light rail downtown.
to be continued tomorrow……
My son’s third obsession is Bananas.
Kind of goes along with the monkey thing, huh? LOL
For breakfast he wants bananas.
For snack he wants bananas.
For lunch he wants bananas.
For dinner….well you get the point!
The only thing is I can’t buy enough bananas at once to make him happy.
If I buy one bunch, he munches through them like a termite destroys wood.
If I buy two or more bunches at once, he suddenly goes on banana strike.
That s#!t is bananas! B-A-N-A-N-A-S!
Also. he loves the dancing peanut butter jelly time banana….
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My son’s second recent obsession is Santa.
And yes, this happened after Christmas was over, not during the season.
And…he is not obsessed with Santa the person as much as what Santa says.
Ho Ho Ho!
Which applies to everything white and fluffy.
Marshmallows are Ho Ho Ho.
Bubble Bath is Ho Ho Ho.
Cotton Balls are Ho Ho Ho.
And of course anyone with a white beard is Ho Ho Ho.
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SO I thought a good way to work my way back to blogging a bit is to tell you about my son’s current obsessions.
The first one is monkeys.
But not really….
He know what monkeys are and gets monkeys right every time he sees one, however….
He mistakes this for a monkey:
Yes, he calls penguins “monkeys”.
He does not mistake any other animals for monkeys.
But he carries tiny penguins around in his pocket and lovingly kisses them, plays with them and refers to them as his monkeys.
The “monkeys” in question came from this game:
Should I be worried? LOL
Because this:
equals this:
I sure hope not!
Princess: What if I ever want one of my teeth back?
Me: Mommies and Daddies can ask for a few teeth back from the Tooth Fairy for memories.
Princess: Can you ask for one of mine back?
Me: I already have. I have the first tooth you lost. I have your sisters too.
Beans: You have my first lost tooth? Can I see it?
Me: It’s bedtime.
Beans: Tomorrow then.
Me: Ok, tomorrow. (Don’t worry I have all their teeth so no panicking, lol)
Princess: I wonder what the Tooth Fairy does with all those teeth?
Beans: Yeah Mom, what does she need teeth for? Weird!
Me: Ummmmm…..I’m not sure, I never asked her.
Beans: I think I know.
Princess: Really?
Beans: Yeah, she collects teeth from so many kids because she loves teeth. She uses them to build and entire hugely huge castle. It has teeth walls and teeth ceilings, teeth doors and her bed is made of teeth. All shiny and white. And then she has special teeth, the really interesting looking ones. Those she keeps in cases lined up along the wall and she lays on the floor looking at them because they are so beautiful.
Me: Wha?
Princess: Wow!
Beans: Some kids’ parents let them go visit the castle and she gives tours. I LOVE TEETH!
Princess: Oh Momma, can we visit the Tooth Fairy castle tomorrow night?
Me: Um, no. We…..
Beans: We need reservations, duh. Good night!
Princess: Good Night.
Me: What just happened here?
You know you are a spoiled brat when…..
you have a personal mini-fit silently to yourself in the morning by yearning for the days when your mom and grandma did everything for you.
Well not everything, everything….just the kids on a school morning everything.
I worked in Corporate America for almost 8 years, I was pregnant with my oldest daughter when I started my job. From that day until my son was about 9 months old (read….uhm 9 months ago!), my mother or grandmother handled the school morning crap.
I just had to get up, wake the kids up and send them out the door in their jammies with one of them, and working or not, I could climb back into bed for another 30 minutes or more. I never had to worry about lunches or baths, picking out clothes or combing hair and I was grateful. Grateful that my kids had grandparents that could do this for them and super grateful that my night owl ass could get a few more winks.
This all changed after I began to stay at home with the kids. It wasn’t that bad though because my oldest daughter was in second grade. She had 2 years of preschool and 2 years of elementary under her belt. She didn’t want my help in the morning. I could wake her and climb into bed until she came and got me to help her get breakfast 45 minutes later. And my mom or grandma still showed up at the front door to take her to school.
When my son was still little little, I was exhausted from the every 2 hour feedings. Not his or my choice, I actually had to wake him up too. However, he was 7 and a half weeks premature and tiny so we had to get weight on him. My mom and grandma actually came over and woke the girls up then so I didn’t even have to get out of bed. See I am so spoiled! And super lucky of course!
So that spoiled side of me is reeling on this second day of school with two kids instead of one on top of it. I have to stay up late to work, freelancing articles kicks my butt during the week because my son doesn’t like to let me work. Not saying I wouldn’t be irresponsible and stay up too late anyway. I am a night owl, that is what we do.
However, these 7am mornings are sucking. Especially with two kids instead of one. But I have put my foot down, with my mom and grandma and with myself. This is my job, my responsibility and my kids benefit when I do this.
Just do me a favor and remind me of this when I am whiny and acting spoiled or when you run into me in the grocery store and the circles under my eyes are dark and scary.
Who has spoiled you rotten?
