I don't think so...

I was just getting out of my very hot shower today and my two year old walked in the bathroom just as I was about to walk out. It was very steamy in there. He looked up and threw his hands on top of his head while smiling and said, "It's snowing!" I guess when you are only two and a half feet tall, everything looks fascinating and very exaggerated.
On a very positive note, the Monster finally pooped in the potty for the very first time. I know you are thinking, Eew! Did she really have to tell that? But when you are the mom of a toddler you begin to be so greatful that you are on the road to diaper freedom!

Starting the day off all wrong!

This morning I got up to get my eight year old son ready for school. While we were waiting to go outside to wait for the bus we practiced his vocabulary words. When it was time to go out in the brutal 30 degree weather, I put on the Monster's coat and then my older son and I got on our coats too. We went out and waited for the bus so I quizzed him a little more since he had a test today. As I stood there watching the Monster play in the very small amount of snow on the sidewalk, the school bus pulled up with its annoying sound of bad breaks. The stop sign unfolded and my son darted across the street and on to the bus as I watched. For the first time ever, the Monster did not put up a fight when I walked him back into the house. When we got in the house I immediately got on the Internet to get an ATM card for my savings account. ( I still didn't get that done yet and its already 11pm) The Monster walked up to me with this big yellow and black thing stuck to his back. Then he said, "Mommy, school!" Umm...The only thing my two year old associates with the word school was a school bus, his big brother, and a backpack. And I was pretty sure there wasn't a bus hanging from him. I turned my head and looked at him and saw my eight year olds book bag hanging from his back! My job is never done.

It's about time to get the terrible two's under control. Last night the Monster was bouncing all over the place as usual. We always tell him to stop and put him in time out. All that good stuff. Of course he goes back to what he was doing about 5 minutes later. He began to slide off of the couch upside down, and on purpose, and hit is head right on the corner of the fireplace. He cried like usual so I picked him up and hugged him. As I rubbed his head, I pulled my hand away and it was half covered in blood. I don't panic in these situations but I was worried. I wiped some of the blood away to see how big the cut was. It was a hole in his head. He only cried the regular two minutes and then he was back to normal even though his head was still bleeding. Can you believe that? I was about ready to hit the emergency room and the Monster was ready to play again! Do kids ever learn?

Sometimes I just never learn. I got some free tickets for the movies online. So I decided that we were well over due for a trip. We rarely get to go since I do have a toddler. He wiggles around and talks in the movies sometimes. But if you have food for him, he will sometimes cooperate. So we get to the movies and of course they have to get the manager to check out my free Internet tickets. Then after we wait for that to clear, we get in line for popcorn. Well since we rarely get out we didn't know if they accepted our debit card at the concession stand. My husband swore they didn't and we didn't want to wait anymore so we just went into the theater. Well they said the movie was 2 hours long. They showed about 30 minutes worth of previews and cartoons. I was actually sitting there wondering when the movie would start. I thought the Monster would love those cartoons and be quiet but no he was not! He had to talk about everything he saw on the screen. Then the movie finally started. Now it really was my mistake to think little kids would be quiet in a non kid friendly movie. After we ate the apples I had in my purse the monster drank his milk out of his sippy cup. He then slams his cup into the cup holder and it gets stuck! My husband is pulling on the cup like he is reeling in a fish. After missing a couple of minutes of the movie he gave up. Then the monster gets restless and decides he wants to call for mommy really loud. So my husband passes him over my 8 year old to me. My 8 year old, an innocent bystander, is sitting nice and quiet just trying not to get hit by flying toddler feet. Then he sits on my lap and starts talking about all kinds of things. He is obviously bored. He keeps talking so my husband grabs him back, while my 8 year old guards his face. My husband then whispers in a mean voice to the Monster to sit down and be quiet. That's when it happened. He started crying really loud! OMG, we are now THOSE PEOPLE. You know, the ones you wish would never come to the movies. I grabbed the Monster quickly and took the long walk out of the theater. We just had to go up to the top row. Well when the Monster and I got out of the theater he saw the glowing popcorn machine. So he started to shout Popcorn! Popcorn! But guess what...I didn't have my purse. I told him if he was quiet when we went back in I would get him some. So we took the annoying walk back into the theater, across the screen and up the stairs to get my purse. And then back down, across, and out. Oh and the biggest discovery of all was when I went to the concession stand and asked the guy if they took debit cards, well he was standing there with his mouth hanging open glaring at the popcorn turning in the machine. "huh?", he said, as I repeat the question since he is more mesmerized by the popcorn than my two year old. Yes, actually they do take them. I stood there and waited for my future heart attack as I paid $9.32 for a small bag of popcorn and a pop. They called them both a medium but I beg to differ. Whatever! I'm just glad we got back to our seats with out me spilling everything all over the floor. Everyone dug into the bag before my butt hit my seat. Everything was gone in less than 10 minutes and the Monster was back to wiggling. I'm sitting in the middle of the action packed, thrilling movie with surround sound and I cant wait to leave. Finally, the movie was over and we, of course, are the last ones to leave the theater. That's because my husband finally pulled the sippy cup out of the holder! (after almost ripping the bottom of it clear off!) Why do I even bother going to the movies? That hardly qualified as entertainment or fun! I did more work there then I would have done at home.

The Best and Worst of 2007 and Changes for 2008

I sure have been busy. Too busy to write in my blog. Ha! Not really, just too lazy. I guess I can start where I left off or some events I skipped. I think you can judge whether they are the best or the worst.


Dressing your kids up like food for Halloween may not be such a good idea. You just get the same jokes over and over again. Everyone is looking at you, and grown ups act like kids and try to eat your kids! It was just insane to walk down the street and one person could not pass us up with out saying something. Grrr! LOL Actually, I'm kidding! That's exactly why I dressed them that way in the first place. My sons were so adorable for Halloween and I always want them to get major attention. Its my job. I'm sure you would have had a comment or two yourself. Just take a look!

My birthday was November 17th. I met up with some of my friends that I met on the internet. I know what your thinking, I'm a loser right? Um...No! I have known these moms for a couple of years and we thought it would be fun to let our kids meet up and play. It was really fun, although I'm sure me and my weird family scared them away and we may never see them again :D

Christmas was great. My boys got plenty of toys. Although I fool myself every year into thinking that they really NEED lots of toys. Some how it makes me feel better when the tree has many gifts under it. When will I ever learn that they can care less. My husband and I always spend the entire morning assembling things that either don't work, needs way more batteries than we have, or essentially cost more than a tank of gas. And all of this hassle for what? For my boys to throw it in the toy box with last years junk. "Why do I even bother"-Charlie Brown

The ultimate insult of 2007 appropriately happened on the last day. My husband and I were in the store with the boys. We were getting some groceries and two bottles of wine to celebrate the new year. When the cashier checked us out, I got my I.D. ready. She scanned the bottles of wine and the register actually asks for I.D. or if the person looks old enough. She didn't ask us one thing. She just clicked the button. Now I know I am well over 21, but it has come to my attention that when you are no longer carded, youth is slowly but surely slipping away from your face! (I'm only 26!)

For 2008 I have vowed to give the monster a bath every night no matter how many times I have wiped his entire body down with baby wipes. Note to self: Wiping your child down with baby wipes is not considered a bath.

I have also assured myself that I should let go of things in my life that are not a positive influence, like bills! However, even when the year changes those suckers keep following you.

2008 shall be my year to improve. I intend to improve my appearance, if I have time to blog then I can take more time for myself. Us moms sometimes use our kids as our excuse! I intend to improve my social life. The people that are not "checking" for me, I will no longer be checking for. Although, that will include just about everyone I know except those 3 crazy people I live with. Maybe I should rethink that one. :\ And most of all improve my financial situation and never pass up on a deal! My husband has definitely started the year off right. This is what he brought home today.

17 boxes of Quaker Oatmeal. He just couldn't pass up 41 cents per box. I'm just glad pancake mix wasn't on sale!

And now as my tribute to freebies (since I love them so much). Here is a list of my best freebies in 2007

~Sunsilk Lovebites Party Kit (5 party bags with flip flops, turbie twists, shampoo, conditioner and coupons. Elle magazine, Lovebites DVD, $25 American Express Gift Card)
~Sonicare Toothbrush with UV Sanitizer
~Full bottle of Pam Professional cooking spray
~ The one armed cook cookbook from Huggies
~$40 in Amazon Gift Cards
~$45 in Target Gift Cards
~$ 200 in Restaurant.com Gift Cards
~Victoria's Secret underwear
~Listerine Whitening Strips
~Dove Deodorant
~Degree Deodorant
~$100 in Survey Checks
~lots of samples of coffee, granola bars, cereal, detergent, lotion, shampoo, and so much more.

Goodbye 2007!

The New Definition of Romance

When we did our bulk shopping a while ago we bought many boxes of pancake mix. This mix is simply the just add water kind. Its not the best but its much better than pouring the the mix into a bowl with milk and then realizing you don't have any eggs. My husband has grown very fond of this mix since he can actually comprehend how to make it. After we bought our year supply of cheap pancake mix my husband began to make them every morning! He would get out the griddle, which took up half of the kitchen counter since we have a small kitchen. Then he would slather the whole thing with tons of butter. He would dump the mix and water into a bowl and give it a couple of quick turns. When he poured the mix onto the griddle, it would drip down the counter, on his hands and sometimes on the floor. Then he would get the kitchen towel, that I conveniently hang over the oven handle to dry my hands while cooking, to wipe his messy hands. This mess then dries to a very sticky or hard substance. Yes, this is every morning. The other day he says to me, "I make you a pancake breakfast every morning, that's pretty romantic." While he is saying this I'm thinking, is this a new romance I don't know about. He makes a huge mess early in the morning and leaves for work. Umm...Did I miss the romance? I never new that a big mess for me to clean up was romantic. I also didn't know that giving your wife fattening foods every morning would make her happy. If that's the case, I should marry the guy who runs a Krispy Kreme factory!

Last weekend I was asleep on the couch. I was exhausted from being out of town with my friends. We had lots of fun and stayed up practically all night. As I was trying to get some much needed rest I hear ear piercing screams. Since my husband was taking care of the boys while I took a little nap I figured I wouldn't even get up. But when you think about it, a Mom's job is never done. "Babe, can you go to the basement and get my saw." Hmm, now what in the world would he need his saw for. I opened my eyes quickly and stood up from the couch. "What!?" "He got his foot stuck in the chair!" Of course you know it was the Monster. However, my eight year old does get into things from time to time also. My husband was panicking because the Monster was screaming to the top of his lungs. "You go get the saw and I will stand here with him." Before my husband, clearly a crazy man, could even get to the basement door, I pulled his foot right out of the chair. No bruises, cuts, or tears! Can you believe he was going to saw my chair apart? Even on little sleep women think faster (and better) than men. I obviously didn't go back to sleep.