Monday, February 14, 2011
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Well hello there!!!
Well hello there strangers!
Remember me? No? That's ok - lets refamiliarize ourselves....I have the crazy 4 year old, the one that walks into the room and says "hey momma, I have sumthin' to show ya"....followed by him whipping out his white bum & mooning me....is it coming back to you now?....are you starting to remember? Still no?? Okay - how about this...it's me - the one who refused to put up the Christmas tree last year (i'll have you know, there was one put up this year....it doesn't matter if it was ripped down in 35 seconds flat on Christmas day, haha)...yeah, see, it's me!!! I knew you would rememeber!!
See that's us!!
Not much is new here...Bugs is still making me laugh....and making me want to rip my hair out all at the same time...weird how that works.
We are looking into schools for next year....wait....schools?? Like, is he old enough for that??!! Holy snikeys!! Aside from that, he parties with his Daycare buddies all day, and at night, we start the fight about sleeping in our own beds (I will have you know that he has done 2...read em, TWO nights in his own bed....yeah, I know he is almost 5...don't judge....or judge if you want too)....I gotta say, not sleeping with a a baby ninja is heavenly!!!
I will do my best to blog more often....this once every few months, sucks!...
Remember me? No? That's ok - lets refamiliarize ourselves....I have the crazy 4 year old, the one that walks into the room and says "hey momma, I have sumthin' to show ya"....followed by him whipping out his white bum & mooning me....is it coming back to you now?....are you starting to remember? Still no?? Okay - how about this...it's me - the one who refused to put up the Christmas tree last year (i'll have you know, there was one put up this year....it doesn't matter if it was ripped down in 35 seconds flat on Christmas day, haha)...yeah, see, it's me!!! I knew you would rememeber!!
Not much is new here...Bugs is still making me laugh....and making me want to rip my hair out all at the same time...weird how that works.
We are looking into schools for next year....wait....schools?? Like, is he old enough for that??!! Holy snikeys!! Aside from that, he parties with his Daycare buddies all day, and at night, we start the fight about sleeping in our own beds (I will have you know that he has done 2...read em, TWO nights in his own bed....yeah, I know he is almost 5...don't judge....or judge if you want too)....I gotta say, not sleeping with a a baby ninja is heavenly!!!
I will do my best to blog more often....this once every few months, sucks!...
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Randoms
Such a happy little Bug....yikes.
This is how we roll....Bugs wears goggles to daycare, just cause he can!
Who doens't wanna be BatBug??!!
Or IronBug??!!
"Look Mommy, I drew a picture of you!!....she even has a smile!"
We've had such a fun past month or so...I know, it has been that long since I last wrote, if not longer...but we've been enjoying life, and all that it has to offer us. We've had many laughs, and fights....oh, the fights. Yikes....but they are part of learning your mom is always right, hahaha.....
I will try to put up more pictures later!!
Monday, August 30, 2010
Homemade Peanut Butter....
So, friends in internet land, do I have a recipe for you....
*DISCLAIMER* ONLY DO THIS IF YOU HATE YOUR VACCUM, HAVE A CARPET CLEANER, AND WANNA HEAR "TOLD YA MOMMY" FROM YOUR 4 YEAR OLD.
SO, Bugsley has this thing where he loves to snack in his bedroom while he is watching cartoons. I get it, everyone loves a snack. He however, hates to eat like a civilized human, and clean up after himself. After being told 1000's of times to pick the peanuts up off of the floor, and 1000's of times ignoring me, I got mad and did it myself. Now, I may have slacked abit crapload, and thought I could just vaccum them up. Here, ladies and gentleman, is where you should don your specs, grab a pen and paper.....I'll wait.......................................................
All ready??
Ok, so, the first step, obviously, clean up the dinosaurs and lizards and miscellanous pieces that you know for a fact do NOT go through the vaccum....
Now, vaccum up those peanuts. Yep, this is nice and simple. Just suck 'em up....it helps if you have an upright vaccum, but anyone will do, I'm sure.
Next...continue to vaccuum, but keep in note, this is where the carpet cleaner will come in handy....see those grease spots that are being left on the floor, yep, those brownish ones, yeah...well, in the creation of this delish concoction, I noticed them too....and then noticed that the vaccum wasn't really working, and oddly enough, there were not crushed peanuts in the canister of the vaccum...how bizarre...shouldn't they be the size of the peanut topping on ice cream??
Now, this is where youmay will curse. Flip that bad boy vaccum over onto its back, so you can get a nice view of the beater bar....see all that peanut mulch stuck up in there....There's your peanut butter!!!!! You will have to use a butter knife to scrape it out, and make sure you get it all cause we all know that peanuts can go rancid, and that would make your vaccum smell awesome! Get it all scraped out, and give your vaccum a try again....Dang, isn't that awesome how it works so well again......I know mine was like a whole new vaccum...
I'm sure your 4 year old will now enter the room, to proclaim what a mess you made, get mad because you ruined his 'peanut bowl'...aka chair, and loudly proclaim "told ya you couldn't vaccum up peanuts mom...."....proceed with swearing.
Haul out that carpet cleaner to clean the grease marks.
Ladies and gentleman, you have now created peanut butter using only your vaccum!!!! Not to mention, pissed off your neighbors with the sound of the peanuts being mulched, swore at everyone in a 5 foot radius, dang near stabbed yourself with your butter knife, and swore if Bugsley ate in his bedroom one more time, he was going on a liquid diet.
*DISCLAIMER* ONLY DO THIS IF YOU HATE YOUR VACCUM, HAVE A CARPET CLEANER, AND WANNA HEAR "TOLD YA MOMMY" FROM YOUR 4 YEAR OLD.
SO, Bugsley has this thing where he loves to snack in his bedroom while he is watching cartoons. I get it, everyone loves a snack. He however, hates to eat like a civilized human, and clean up after himself. After being told 1000's of times to pick the peanuts up off of the floor, and 1000's of times ignoring me, I got mad and did it myself. Now, I may have slacked a
All ready??
Ok, so, the first step, obviously, clean up the dinosaurs and lizards and miscellanous pieces that you know for a fact do NOT go through the vaccum....
Now, vaccum up those peanuts. Yep, this is nice and simple. Just suck 'em up....it helps if you have an upright vaccum, but anyone will do, I'm sure.
Next...continue to vaccuum, but keep in note, this is where the carpet cleaner will come in handy....see those grease spots that are being left on the floor, yep, those brownish ones, yeah...well, in the creation of this delish concoction, I noticed them too....and then noticed that the vaccum wasn't really working, and oddly enough, there were not crushed peanuts in the canister of the vaccum...how bizarre...shouldn't they be the size of the peanut topping on ice cream??
Now, this is where you
I'm sure your 4 year old will now enter the room, to proclaim what a mess you made, get mad because you ruined his 'peanut bowl'...aka chair, and loudly proclaim "told ya you couldn't vaccum up peanuts mom...."....proceed with swearing.
Haul out that carpet cleaner to clean the grease marks.
Ladies and gentleman, you have now created peanut butter using only your vaccum!!!! Not to mention, pissed off your neighbors with the sound of the peanuts being mulched, swore at everyone in a 5 foot radius, dang near stabbed yourself with your butter knife, and swore if Bugsley ate in his bedroom one more time, he was going on a liquid diet.
Friday, August 27, 2010
He's growing up. Sniffle....
When did my Bug turn into such a little man??!!
When did his milky breath turn into full blown night time halitosis?
When did his toys become so hard for me to play with? What happened to the love of tupperware to play with?? Now he just uses it to carry water and make a mess somewhere!!
Hasbro, we are still not talking (Hasbro hatred) - however, your Gravity Bots (My Sanity) do kick some serious ass....
When did he learn that everything is "AWESOME"??
When did his love for tattoos, stick on, mind you, outweigh mine??!
Why does he have to go to Kindergarten soon??!
Where is my little bitty baby that I could hold in the crook of my arm?
But yet, as big as he is, I still love the night time "mommy can I sleep wiff you?"'s....the stuffie stuck under his arm at every moment...the random "i love you momma"'s...the wet sloppy kisses...the absolute excitement at seeing Uncle Brad...
I love this boy.
It's official, my Bug is growing up, and I don't like it one bit.
When did his milky breath turn into full blown night time halitosis?
When did his toys become so hard for me to play with? What happened to the love of tupperware to play with?? Now he just uses it to carry water and make a mess somewhere!!
Hasbro, we are still not talking (Hasbro hatred) - however, your Gravity Bots (My Sanity) do kick some serious ass....
When did he learn that everything is "AWESOME"??
When did his love for tattoos, stick on, mind you, outweigh mine??!
Why does he have to go to Kindergarten soon??!
Where is my little bitty baby that I could hold in the crook of my arm?
But yet, as big as he is, I still love the night time "mommy can I sleep wiff you?"'s....the stuffie stuck under his arm at every moment...the random "i love you momma"'s...the wet sloppy kisses...the absolute excitement at seeing Uncle Brad...
I love this boy.
It's official, my Bug is growing up, and I don't like it one bit.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
What I`ve learned since moving to the city
- It is dang near impossible to pass a play park without hearing `Can we go to the park, can we go to the park`.....
- There is a Starbucks on every corner, but yet their menu kinda sucks. Starbucks is kinda over rated.
- Not all daycares are created equal. Ugh.
- As much as there is to do in the city, it is still easy to have no life
- I thought I was a shopper - Whew, Nolan is 10 times worse! He loves him some shopping.
I wish I had something interesting to write!
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Dearest Bugsley
My dearest Bugsley;
It`s come time for mommy to send you yet another gentle reminder on life...
I know how much you love your Nintendo DS, and mommy loves it too...a lot...it is her salvation following a long day, however, that being said, I do not, repeat, do not like to play it. I do not understand your games, and the more you scream, regardless of the decibal level, my ability to play does not improve immediately. I am sorry you do not understand this.
Bugsley, midnight is not a cool time for bedtime. Mommy doesn`t like it when she is in bed and asleep before you are. I know that you cannot go anywhere, nor do anything without me, however, I do not like to sleep with one eye open. I much prefer them both closed. Fully. When you have children, you will realize how vital sleep really is. And until then, maybe the days that you are tired, I will remind you what it is like to be kept awake....or maybe not.
At the age of 4, you are the most emotional I have ever seen you...the crying attacks because we park in the parkade do nothing to make me happy...in fact, they do the opposite. Please heed my advice - deal with the fact that we do not park above ground, or I will leave you there while I park underground. The waterworks also do not increase my DS ability. I`m sorry to have to tell you that.
Now, I know you love to kiss....and kiss, and kiss and kiss and kiss. The fish lip pucker is great, but please, wipe the excess saliva from your lips prior to kissing me. Please. I don`t like gobby, drooly, sloppy kisses. Nor will your wife. I tell you this, only to keep you from embarrassment in your future. Trust me. I have yet to meet a person that likes a gooey kiss. Please take note of that.
Bugsley, I love you to bits, but please take note of my advice. I do not play DS nor will I learn in a 30 second window. I love your kisses, but don`t like the drool. The crying is ok...when you are hurt, but please not for no good reason. It hurts mommy`s head.
Love always,
Mommy
It`s come time for mommy to send you yet another gentle reminder on life...
I know how much you love your Nintendo DS, and mommy loves it too...a lot...it is her salvation following a long day, however, that being said, I do not, repeat, do not like to play it. I do not understand your games, and the more you scream, regardless of the decibal level, my ability to play does not improve immediately. I am sorry you do not understand this.
Bugsley, midnight is not a cool time for bedtime. Mommy doesn`t like it when she is in bed and asleep before you are. I know that you cannot go anywhere, nor do anything without me, however, I do not like to sleep with one eye open. I much prefer them both closed. Fully. When you have children, you will realize how vital sleep really is. And until then, maybe the days that you are tired, I will remind you what it is like to be kept awake....or maybe not.
At the age of 4, you are the most emotional I have ever seen you...the crying attacks because we park in the parkade do nothing to make me happy...in fact, they do the opposite. Please heed my advice - deal with the fact that we do not park above ground, or I will leave you there while I park underground. The waterworks also do not increase my DS ability. I`m sorry to have to tell you that.
Now, I know you love to kiss....and kiss, and kiss and kiss and kiss. The fish lip pucker is great, but please, wipe the excess saliva from your lips prior to kissing me. Please. I don`t like gobby, drooly, sloppy kisses. Nor will your wife. I tell you this, only to keep you from embarrassment in your future. Trust me. I have yet to meet a person that likes a gooey kiss. Please take note of that.
Bugsley, I love you to bits, but please take note of my advice. I do not play DS nor will I learn in a 30 second window. I love your kisses, but don`t like the drool. The crying is ok...when you are hurt, but please not for no good reason. It hurts mommy`s head.
Love always,
Mommy
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