I have no idea what. Thoughts randomly come and go from my head lately faster then I can remember them. Likely this has to do with a slight lack of sleep. Also, Miss Pancake... mornings are not her forte at this point, yet. I can get her to nap a bit but she simply does not nap well (see also throwing the dogs out the front door and not caring if they ever return... Please note: I would NOT do this. I just dream about it ;)
Dude NEW KIDS ON BLOCK VIDEO on VH1 - why did they seem SO hot when I was 13??? Oh wait hormones. Okay that guy is kind of cute in that aging boy band sort of way. SEE random.
My boss is supposed to come by and visit this morning but I have no idea when. I thought she might come by earlier then she said initially but I must be wrong on that front. Also, can I just say that I have taken to eating my son's snack foods in the morning because we have not been the grocery store in two weeks. My choice each morning while Kevin is still home is to eat or take a shower/brush teeth. You bet your booty I take the shower and have fresh breath over eating (see also baby won't nap very well in the morning.)
I have scheduled our first "photo shoot" for this afternoon with our photographer for newborn photos. I am excited and hoping it goes well but have no expectations. Miss Pancake seems to have (OMG am I admitting on the Internet??? because shoot me now and also just start knocking on wood now) to have a schedule. She naps each morning from 9:30-11:00a and then she sleep from about 2:00p till 5:00p and any time from 6:30p to 10:30p (which I suppose that stops being a nap that late in the evening, eh?) The photo shoot is at 2:00p so I am hoping she is not TOO grouchy about staying up an extra hour. I will let you all know how it goes.
Can I tell you a pathetic secret? I totally know when the mail person comes and wait with anticipation to see the mail truck go by so I (we) can go out and get the mail. I would make such a bad stay at home mom... Seriously. I have these crazy highlights to my day. Mail truck. Days of Our Lives. Oprah. The boys come home from work/school. Boo-yah. Bet you cannot beat that for excitement. I should add afternoon nap for the baby but now that I mentioned her schedule it will change entirely I am sure.
Did you manage to slog through this pathetic post??? Yes, well there is more. First, I did manage to do some pretty healthy eating (well you know discounting M's snacks for breakfast) and I brought the five lb weights upstairs and have been doing random weight lifting as well as something I like to call "baby legs". That is lunges, squats and random walking/bouncing while holding the baby who does not like to be put down. Hey at least I am doing something, right.
I have to tell you all - I have been meaning to write this for about two weeks. I mentioned that K has totally rocked at this daddy of two things. He has been great - supportive and loving and trying to help me through any crazy feelings/thoughts I might be having. BUT the other half of this equation is how wonderful everyone has been. My peeps yo (omg how late 90s can I be???) The meals, the gifts, the flowers, the check in's, etc... It has meant the world to me even if I do not call or email back right away I just want you to know that you all are the best best friends/family/co-workers a gal could ask for. As for my neighbors can I just tell you I thought our neighborhood totally sucked just like the first one. The older couple across the street (Rosalyn and Larry) brought a freakin' gift over for Miss Pancake. I almost died and wanted to hug and kiss her. The other neighbors check in on us and give us fresh veggies from their garden. I just feel wrapped up in care and I cannot really express how wonderful that really is.
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Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Friday, October 5, 2007
Building a Dinosaur
I live in a small town that has a small mall. The small mall does not have much but it has what it has so you have to kind of go with it and deal with the fact that it is a small mall without much in it... And with that exciting and very deep thought, onward...
Yesterday, there was the grand opening for Build A Bear at our small mall. Guess who decided it would be a grand idea to take her 2.5 year old child to said Build A Bear for the grand opening (and to use the 20% off coupon Shades of Gray gave us)!? Oh, yeah that would be me.
Around 5:40p we strolled into MASS CHAOS! Children and parents and bears OH MY GAWD!!!!! There was fluff everywhere and small children crying and OH THANK goodness Lilly and her parents were in front of us in line because Matthew so would have melted down. The line took forever and we stood and looked at the wall of animals for what seemed like hours (not really but I was holding Matthew and arm hurts today like I lifted a 35 lb weight for an hour so there.) In all seriousness, I know Lilly was there but I think Matthew would have been good anyway because he was SO excited to make a dinosaur.
He is a bit obsessed with these creatures right now. He likes us to pretend to be dinosaurs and I think mostly for the heart pounding fear factor. He loves when we pretend we do not hear him say "be a dinosaur, mommy" and then I stroll up and ROARRRR at him loudly. He shrieks with delight and then asks for more. It is actually a lot of fun and I would be a dinosaur 24/7 if it kept my boy as happy as that moment when he screams and laughs out loud.
Eh-hmmm, where was I... ah yes so he told us on the drive over that he would be making a dinosaur. We looked at the creatures on the wall and I asked if he wanted to make a monkey or a turtle - NOPE a dinosaur, mommy. So we picked out the un-stuffed triceratops. Matthew was a bit confused by this. We said he is deflated but we will fill him with stuff and love and then he will be squishy. Jeez, the things you come up with as parents... And so we waited and Matthew watched. He liked the voice machine even though we did not get the dinosaur a voice. He liked the roaring noise the best - go figure. We finally made it to the part where you pick the heart and rub it all over and step on the peddle to stuff the bear. I did not bring a camera because let's face it it was chaos already why add to that but the look on his face was priceless. He just stared at the girl making his dinosaur come to life with eyes the size of saucers. Then we washed our dinosaur and picked out some "stuff".
Have you been in one of those Build A Bear stores lately? They have so much SHIT. I mean seriously. You can buy your child's stuffed love of his/her life every imaginable thing out there from boxers to a wardrobe to sleep bags to pretend iPod/iPod carriers to costumes for Halloween! My goodness. Matthew's dinosaur ended up with a Coats fleece jacket (Matthew wanted a football jersey but I opted for the jacket because it was less and he did not know the difference), a football and a baby triceratops. I was amazed the mass amount of items that you could buy for a child's stuffed animal.
Oh and Matthew made his birth certificate for his newly made dinosaur. We kept asking him what he wanted to name it - he rattled off a bunch of odd things here and there. But we finally settled on the thing he kept saying repeatedly between all of the other stuff. Kevin & Matthew did this while I waited in the long line to check out. SO his dinosaur is named 'Con'. As in ex Con. Matthew kept saying this over and over - now if I had sat down to name this stuffed animal I would have spelled it Khan as in Ghengis Khan not Con like well you get the idea. Whatever, he renamed it an hour later - Tong so who cares...So that is how we built a dinosaur.
One may think we are insane for doing this activity with our child and it was mass hysteria in this place but this was actually a pleasurable experience. And I am happy to report that Tong, Khan, and/or Con slept well in his new home with his new friend, Matthew, last night. Tong/Khan/Con additionally went potty and had breakfast with Matthew this morning so we are all set in the dinosaur department... for now!
Yesterday, there was the grand opening for Build A Bear at our small mall. Guess who decided it would be a grand idea to take her 2.5 year old child to said Build A Bear for the grand opening (and to use the 20% off coupon Shades of Gray gave us)!? Oh, yeah that would be me.
Around 5:40p we strolled into MASS CHAOS! Children and parents and bears OH MY GAWD!!!!! There was fluff everywhere and small children crying and OH THANK goodness Lilly and her parents were in front of us in line because Matthew so would have melted down. The line took forever and we stood and looked at the wall of animals for what seemed like hours (not really but I was holding Matthew and arm hurts today like I lifted a 35 lb weight for an hour so there.) In all seriousness, I know Lilly was there but I think Matthew would have been good anyway because he was SO excited to make a dinosaur.
He is a bit obsessed with these creatures right now. He likes us to pretend to be dinosaurs and I think mostly for the heart pounding fear factor. He loves when we pretend we do not hear him say "be a dinosaur, mommy" and then I stroll up and ROARRRR at him loudly. He shrieks with delight and then asks for more. It is actually a lot of fun and I would be a dinosaur 24/7 if it kept my boy as happy as that moment when he screams and laughs out loud.
Eh-hmmm, where was I... ah yes so he told us on the drive over that he would be making a dinosaur. We looked at the creatures on the wall and I asked if he wanted to make a monkey or a turtle - NOPE a dinosaur, mommy. So we picked out the un-stuffed triceratops. Matthew was a bit confused by this. We said he is deflated but we will fill him with stuff and love and then he will be squishy. Jeez, the things you come up with as parents... And so we waited and Matthew watched. He liked the voice machine even though we did not get the dinosaur a voice. He liked the roaring noise the best - go figure. We finally made it to the part where you pick the heart and rub it all over and step on the peddle to stuff the bear. I did not bring a camera because let's face it it was chaos already why add to that but the look on his face was priceless. He just stared at the girl making his dinosaur come to life with eyes the size of saucers. Then we washed our dinosaur and picked out some "stuff".
Have you been in one of those Build A Bear stores lately? They have so much SHIT. I mean seriously. You can buy your child's stuffed love of his/her life every imaginable thing out there from boxers to a wardrobe to sleep bags to pretend iPod/iPod carriers to costumes for Halloween! My goodness. Matthew's dinosaur ended up with a Coats fleece jacket (Matthew wanted a football jersey but I opted for the jacket because it was less and he did not know the difference), a football and a baby triceratops. I was amazed the mass amount of items that you could buy for a child's stuffed animal.
Oh and Matthew made his birth certificate for his newly made dinosaur. We kept asking him what he wanted to name it - he rattled off a bunch of odd things here and there. But we finally settled on the thing he kept saying repeatedly between all of the other stuff. Kevin & Matthew did this while I waited in the long line to check out. SO his dinosaur is named 'Con'. As in ex Con. Matthew kept saying this over and over - now if I had sat down to name this stuffed animal I would have spelled it Khan as in Ghengis Khan not Con like well you get the idea. Whatever, he renamed it an hour later - Tong so who cares...So that is how we built a dinosaur.
One may think we are insane for doing this activity with our child and it was mass hysteria in this place but this was actually a pleasurable experience. And I am happy to report that Tong, Khan, and/or Con slept well in his new home with his new friend, Matthew, last night. Tong/Khan/Con additionally went potty and had breakfast with Matthew this morning so we are all set in the dinosaur department... for now!
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