Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Fat Rolls

The baby's. Not mine. I just ignore mine. Always. Or better yet, I try denial.



How do one clean those adorable fat rolls? I am having the hardest time cleaning them. Of course I always find some dirt after giving the baby a bath just to make me feel like the most irresponsible mother. Speaking of being an irresponsible mother. How do you keep two kids clean? Do you just take them to the car wash please and hose them down together?

These are the important life questions that has been plaguing my mind.

ps. Is it really bad to find yourself praying about the consistency of poop?

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Definition of Accidentally

To celebrate Pi day I made this pie. Just a simple chocolate pie since it was a VERY last minute FHE treat. (I think this was thrown together in about five minutes so don't look at it too closely.) We never did get to the FHE treat that night however.

Long story short: Tried to play a wii game as an activity. Piper whined that she wasn't winning (because her mom's dance move was too great. I tried to lose but alas I tried to lose to a certain friend's name that start with E and end with rin too and that didn't work either.) James tells Piper to get it together. That worked so great that it turned into a melt down. Melt down = bedtime immediately = major melt down = screaming = husband leaves the house for a run to calm down (to give him brownie point he left after putting Piper down.)

What was I doing this whole time? I was holding the child who still loves me and smiled at me.

Anyhow, the pie sat lonely in the fridge that night.

Next morning Piper comes to me while I am still in bed. "Mom, I accidentally had the pie for breakfast." She said with a very apologetic smile. "Accidentally?" I replied. "Yeah! It was an accident."

I go to the fridge to survey the "accident"



I think I need to work with her on the definition of accidentally.

Friday, March 11, 2011

Having a roommate

I suck at blogs. I have no idea how other people come up with so many things to blog about. I think about dozens of things in a day and I have to admit they are very random things but sit me down in front of a computer and I go blank. Kinda like now. BUT, I am fairly good at rambling ... apparently.

Things have been crazy to say the least in my little world. How something that weighed six and half oz could create so much chaos is beyond my imagination. I asked James today how other people do it. Do they just resign themselves to be roommates until their kids grows up? Because I feel like that's what James and I have become. He comes see me in the morning while I am passed out with the baby in my arms in the morning to say goodbye. When he gets home from work we play the game who watches the baby so one of us can get something done. At bedtime, I am in charge of putting the baby to bed and he is in charge of Piper. After that, James goes to bed and I try to clean my kitchen for the 5th time that day.

Come to think of it I don't know if we are even roommates. My roommates and I used to talk for hours at night over ice cream. (Remember those days when you can consume whatever you want in whatever quantities?) It was all about boys of course. I really wish I remembered that boys have cooties.

I am in love though. My 6.5 oz little man is now 15 pounds and I still look at him and say "how can you be SO cute!"

Monday, June 14, 2010

TV or New Couch

When I went to my 20 week appointment to find out if Piper was a boy or girl the technician told us the story of a couple who went in to their appointment with a bet. The dad bet that the baby would be a boy and the mom bet the baby would be a girl. If the dad won the bet he was going to get a brand new TV, and if the mom won she was going to get a new set of couch.

The moral of this story? I found out today that if we were that couple James would've got a brand new TV.

Since really only my friends read this blog you guys are the first I would like to share this news with. Really, I would've said something a LONG time ago but strangely I didn't quite know what to say. I mean do you just pop out in the middle of a conversation and say "guess what? I am pregnant?" I was racking my brain trying to think back how I found out about other people's pregnancy. The only one I could remember was Tammy's. From what I could remember, I always find out via some electronic device and of course it is always way past when I really should've known. Anyhow, since I then took a trip to Taiwan for a month and we were finding out the sex two days right after we got back I figure it was just more fun to share after we found out.

Reaction to this baby being a boy... James and I are in a bit of a shock. From the start I sorted of refer to this baby as a he but really I had no idea about the sex of the baby. I was excited in the beginning to the possibility of having a boy but the closer I got to the date of the ultrasound I kept thinking a girl would be nice too. It felt a bit unreal to know this one is a boy. What do you do with a boy? We are so used to buying everything in pink it seems a bit of a shock to start looking at boy stuff. Anyhow, Piper's reaction to getting a baby brother was tears. She consoled herself that we could have one baby brother and later get a hundred (yes, 100) baby sisters.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Monday, May 10, 2010

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Wisdom of the old

The other day James and I were able to sneak away to watch the movie 2012. The theater we were in had a total of six people. Two grandpas seated at the front greeted us as we walked in making comments like "quick, grab yourself some seats before they are gone."
Pretty soon, my favorite part of going to any movie came... previews. About the third preview in, the upcoming Angelina Jolie movie "Salt" preview came on. At the end of it the grandpas in front of us had a short exchange for all to hear:

Old man #1: "Yap. That's Angelina Jolie"
Old man #2: "Sure is. Angelina Jolie"
Old man #1: "Yap. Those lips."
Old man #2: "Yap. Some lips."

Me: "Wha..." managed to muffle my outburst of laughter by stuffing my jacket into my mouth.

Now I have typed that out I think maybe you had to be there for that whole exchange to be funny. Oh, well. It gave me something to laugh about before the world ended.

ps. the movie 2012 was pretty good. Go see it for the special effects.