Lucky you

I know I already posted today but I know after that robot post you are all yearning for more :) This post is mostly for the grandparents!

He's Baaaack!

Growing up, my mom was always willing to cultivate my imagination and creativity. If I wanted to concoct some silly thing made of toilet paper rolls and feathers, she was never one to refrain, but one to help make it happen. Birthday cards were always made by hand, empty boxes became dream castles, airplanes, and fancy cars. I appreciated that. She never worried about mess. I loved that. So, when Christopher came to me and said "Mommy, I want to make a robot!" I said. "Sure. Uhhhh. . . . . sure. We'll just make a robot?!"


We made that robot and we made him out of the finest materials. Toilet paper rolls, straws, an easter egg, and of course DUCT TAPE!!!! That stuff is magical. I've decided that it will save me a lot of hassle when he comes to me in the future for other things.

You want a pony? Sure.

You want those expensive shoes that EVERYONE has? Why, of course.

You want a computer? Sure thing.

You want a tux for prom? Yessiree.

You want some furniture for your apartment? Can do.

You want a car? Your wish is my command.

Huh?

Don't be afraid. He's just the subject of my next post. I bet you can't wait.

Can you believe it!

Yay! My 100th post! I can't believe it! Congrats to me!

Now,

"No matter how calmly you try to referee, parenting will eventually produce bizarre behavior, and I'm not talking about the kids. Their behavior is normal."

Well said Bill. We had to do quite a bit of refereeing this past week and I began to go a little crazy. What's wrong with this kid! I was thinking. Looking back, nothing. He's a kid. Kids do crazy things. Annoying things! But, "normal" kid things. We learned some important lessons.

Lesson number 1 - Do not stuff toys, bobby pins, legos, or tongue depressors? down the hose of the vacuum. Mommy will vacuum the whole upstairs and then turn around only to realize that everything (including dirt that wasn't there before) has shot back out. Aggghhhh!

Lesson number 2 - Please do not lock the bathroom and shut the door without actually being IN the bathroom. We were without a downstairs bathroom for a week before we could get the right tool to get in. And, he did it again. Yesterday. Aggggghhhhhh!

Lesson number 3 -
Do not put your water bloated thumb through the hole of the wiffle ball while you are taking a bath. It will not come out.

Aggggghhhhhhh!

Lesson number 4 - Do not stick toys inside other toys. Miss Sally, the toy car, is stuck inside of a garbage truck. Poor lady. Aggggghhhhhh!

Lesson number 5 - Babies are so cute. They can't do any of the things previously mentioned.

A Visitor

We had a fun visit from our Auntie Jessica (as she is affectionately called) who flew all the way from Los Angeles just to see us! Jess was my best friend in junior high and high school and we had a great time remembering the good, the bad, and the ugly of our school years. She spoiled us rotten with toys for the boys and sugar overload for me. The detox has not been fun. Thank you Auntie Jessica and we LOOOOOOVED having you here. Someday we will take a trip to LA again to visit you :)

You can tell that Christopher and baby Andrew adore her :)
And, so do I.

Take a journey with me

If you know anything about me, you know that my thoughts are random and unpredictable. Today my thoughts have drifted towards my age and my feeling of oldness. Not because I am old or even "mature", but because I am becoming a grumpy old person way before my time. I find myself using phrases such as "Those darn kids these days!" or "What in tarnation is that music!" I honestly don't understand the texting thing and I have no idea what kind of music is popular right now. So, I've decided to take you back to a time of beautiful neon colors, scrunchies, jelly shoes, Madonna, headbands, high tops, and white wash. Yes, we are going somewhere I feel safe. We are going:

Welcome back! Let's explore!

Our first area is Here is a picture of me ROLLER SKATING! (another fun activity in the 80s!) Notice the Hammer pants. I begged my mom to make me these. I asked for them to be a SIMPLE turquoise fabric. I didn't want to get too CRAZY :).

Here are some other interesting outfits. (My dear cousin, please forgive me for the pictures I am about to present.) My cousin and I loved to wear matching clothes. Notice the cute pleather mini skirts, and the vests (along with roller skating OF COURSE!) Then we have this little number from tap class. I'm not sure whether this is inspired by Madonna or Michael Jackson but it is STUNNING! I have other dance pictures but I've suffered enough humiliation for one post.

Then there is the
(I promise I don't know these people)

I personally loved the crimped look. I think it literally took my mom hours to do. So sorry. And of course, the bangs are prevalent in every picture. I'm surprised we aren't all dead from all the hairspray. Again, a matching outfit. My cousin must have been smarter than the 80s with her normal hair. Good job cuz!


Now lets move on to another area which could also be categorized in the clothing department I feel it needs a category all to itself. Can you imagine preteen girls wanting to wear something like this these days! I loved them though. I thought I looked great and maybe I did back then! Maybe I should give the floofy dress look another try :)


Now, who can forget neon!
It's kinda hard. Once viewing these colors they are burned into your BRAIN!
I loved this picture. I felt like I was on the set of Saved By the Bell. Make way! I'm Kelly today!

Well, I hope you have enjoyed this little journey with me. Doesn't it just warm your little 80s heart. Sigh. Those darn kids these days. They don't know what they are missing.

A New Tradition

A New Tradition

I've decided to start a new weekly blog post based on this person's inspiring words.

Is it . . . . . Mother Teresa who for over 45 years ministered to the poor, sick, orphaned, and dying.

Is it Abraham Lincoln who successfully led the country through its greatest crisis, the Civil War, and ended slavery.

Is it Ghandi

who was a major political and spiritual leader of India and the Indian independence movement.

or is it Bill Cosby
the creator of the Cosby Show and Fat Albert.

Okay, so some of them are more worthy than others :). But, I will prove to you every week why the winner is . . . . . . . Bill Cosby!!!! Yay! He should feel so honored. I watch the Cosby Show reruns everyday and I have decided that I want to be a parent like him. He's funny, he's smart, and he always knows what to say. So, I have decided that his wisdomatic words will become a part of my blog every week and you will all benefit from them :). This week is just a funny and very true statement from this funny funny man.



Cosby talking to his children: "I don't really know how intelligent I am because I can't ever finish a thought! You people are always jamming yourselves into my thoughts. Jam! Jam! Jam! Think of the things I could have invented!"


So true. So true. I am pretty sure I may be a genius. But, these people

won't let me finish a thought! That's okay though. I'd rather be a mom with sweet, wonderful children than the brilliant, inspired genius I know is being suppressed :)

Easter fun

Things I Loved About This Easter

I loved that even these flimsy baskets got an "Ohhhh those are pretty baskets!" from the 3 year old.

I loved that he got some tools from the Easter Bunny and he sang the Bob the Builder theme song as he worked.

I loved that he headed towards the bathroom because he honestly thought that maybe the Easter Bunny hid an egg in the potty. Ummmmm. . . . Ya. Sorry to disappoint you little guy.

I love that he thought the Easter Bunny probably watched all his movies because an egg was hidden in them.

I loved that every year he is excited that an egg is on his bike.

I love that he can't even find the obvious ones. Too funny.

I loved that he was so excited to open each egg even though they all had the same candy in them.

I loved that Andrew was soooooo excited about his Easter present . Snore.

I loved that we had a grass fight until we heard Daddy coming out of the shower. Oops! Love you Davi!

I hope everyone had a fabulous Easter!