I still love the lamps

Apparently, the new lamp isn't bright enough to read by and he has to use it as a flashlight.

And yes, his shirt does say "I love my wife."

Not so intelligent dinner conversation

Peanut: "Mommy, if I ate a kleenex what would happen?"

Me: "Why? Did you eat a kleenex?"

Peanut: "Nooo..."

Bubba: "If you eat a booger, you will get sick."

Me: "Guys, eat your pineapple."

Class clown

Tonight I got a call from Peanut's teacher.

Uh-oh.

Why is it when he gets in trouble I feel like I'm in trouble?

Apparently, he's having issues making the right choices. Her words, not mine. My words are: he's goofing around because he's either bored or he's just trying to make people laugh. Knowing Peanut...probably both.

She sends him to the bathroom and he goofs off. The kid has the bladder the size of Brazil. He pees twice a day. Sending him to the bathroom is just asking for a detour.

He can't keep quiet during rest time. The kid hasn't slept more than 4 hours in his life. He hasn't napped since he turned 3. Rest time when he's 6? That's just ridiculous.

In all seriousness...it totally sucks when the teacher calls. We had a chat. Tomorrow is a new day.

Superwoman

Parenting is truly the hardest job on the planet. It can make you feel like Superwoman one minute and a total loser the next.

I am not the perfect parent. You know how the saying goes...I was a perfect parent until I had kids. I may not be perfect, but I am consistent. If I say I'm going to do something, I do it. If I say I'm not going to do something, I don't. If I say "If you do that one more time, I'm taking it away" and they do it, I take it away. Right away. No negotiations.

It's the puppy peeing on the carpet analogy.

If you have a puppy and he pees on the carpet do you wait until he pees on the carpet 5 times before you tell the puppy "no", rub his nose in it and throw him outside? No. The first time the puppy pees on the carpet, you tell him "no", rub his nose it in and throw him outside immediately.

Same with parenting. Except I don't rub their nose in the carpet and throw them outside. Usually.

Is it easy? No.

Is it easier now than it would be 10-12 years from now when they don't respect me because I was never consistent when they were young? Yes.

They are my kids. I mother them the best way I know how. And although I am not perfect, they are shown more love in one day than some kids are shown in a lifetime.

And that makes me feel like Superwoman.

Brotherly love

It's hard to tell by this pic that they fought all day long.

All.

Day.

Long.

I guess this goes to show that at the end of the day, when you have your jammies on and you're watching Curious George, you really do love your brother.

No matter how annoying they were today.

It's snot a problem

Tonight while watching Dora a very diverse, educational show Bubba was sitting on my lap sniffling.

Me: Bubba, let's blow your nose."

Bubba: "No, it's almost gone."

Sniffles 2 more times very hard.

Bubba: "There! It's gone!"

Ice ice baby

It rained, it sleeted, it snowed.

I tried to close my eyes and click my heels and end up in Florida, but it every time I opened my eyes, I was still here.

The good news is I got home safe and sound and Trophy Hub doesn't have to work tonight.

Or tomorrow night.

And he took Friday night off.

Life is good!

Look at this picture...

Can you guess what it is?

Separated at birth?

Why I love Kelly.

Mommy do exercise

Bubba loves it when I "do exercise". That's Bubba speak for walking or jogging on my treadmill. Normally I would correct him when he says something wrong, but I think it's cute. The same way he always says "anything" when he actually means "nothing".

Back to the treadmill...I can't (ok, won't) get off to make him physically stop doing this or that. I am at his mercy to listen...which we all know little boys kids aren't very good at doing.

With my day off tomorrow, I asked him to tell me all the things he wanted to do. And me "doing exercise" was on the list. And watch Dora. And Diego. And then Dora again.

Maybe if I'm lucky I'll get to watch Dora while doing exercise.

Formal apology

Facebook has been distracting me from blogging.

I apologize.

I will get back to posting every day.

I know I have faithful readers although I don't have faithful commenters.

Ahem.

It's a jungle these days

Do you think Trophy Hub will like the new lamps I picked out for our bedroom? I thought they were super cute and they were only $7! I'm just glad it's dark when he gets home. Yikes.

I think my mom knocked me out and brainwashed me to like animal print. I have no idea where it came from, but in the last few months I've gone from laughing at her to having a zebra print purse, zebra print cell phone cover and cheetah lamps. I was even digging through a clearance cart at Wal-Mart tonight trying to find my size of some cute leopard print sandals. (They didn't have my size. Grrrr! Damn my big feet!)

Gordman's has an enormous selection of animal print home decor if you feel so inclined.

He's in love!

Peanut has grown a bit squirrely around girls in the last year or so. Of course I tease him relentlessly (because I gave birth to him I can do whatever I want) and he giggles and tells me who his girlfriend is and who dumped who. It's actually pretty funny. This kindergarten love of his.

Well, he's got a new girlfriend.

Miss Iowa! And he's got the button to prove it.

Words you don't want to hear coming from the bathroom:

"I told you that would overflow it!"

It's not that easy being green three

Have I mentioned lately how hard it is to be 3? Just ask Bubba and he'll tell you. He has been running pretty hard for the last week and tonight, at 7:15, he finally collapsed. On Trophy Hub. Watching Lord of the Rings.

That movie puts me to sleep too, actually.

Slowly but surely

We have been sloooooooooooooowly working on getting our basement finished. We know that as our kids get older (and with the possibility of expanding our family) we are going to need more space than what we currently have on the main floor of our house. We would like to do most of the work ourselves. It's a great learning experience and it's a lot cheaper!

The first room in the basement was framed last January. The drywall also started going up in January but the last taping and mudding was completed more recently. (Trophy Hub going back to school put a definite cramp on free time to spend on the basement.) This room has no window, so it wouldn't be a conforming bedroom - meaning if we sold it, we couldn't count it as a bedroom- but it could be used that way and our plan is to make it into a guest room.

With the drywall now complete, it was my turn. Here is what it looked like at about 2pm today:
And this is what it looked like at 6pm. Isn't it amazing what a few hours of hard work can do? Unlike most people, I actually don't mind painting. This was my first time painting a ceiling and that wasn't much fun, but the regular old rolling and brushing I don't mind.

Next up is light fixtures (or we could just leave the light bulbs hanging, what do you think?) and trim. Then carpet! I'll keep ya posted!