It all started Friday with the Squadron Picnic....you know that thing I busted my arse fundraising for while trying to prepare for the in laws to arrive....was a bust. I mean people showed up but the planning of the actual picnic was kinda poorly done....maybe I should have taken on that task too!
The guys were bored out of there minds....there was nothing for them to do that was "fun" when there should have been because it was a day off to them. So everyone sat around drinking and talking....and drinking an talking.... For the first time I actually felt bad for them!
Little A and Burger became even better friends!! She followed him EVERYWHERE he went so he finally just picked her up and took her with him. A break for me!!!!! YAY!!!!!
Saturday was just all around boring...school work and more school work and then a Uni*som so I could actually get a decent nights sleep. I don't really like the way it makes me feel the next day but man does it work if you don't want to wake up throughout the night or dream or anything....it's like you are dead to the world!
Sunday we spent the day doing searches online for the perfect dog to add to our family. I know we have baby talk going on here but we also have fur baby talk going on too. We found the perfect Little addition....now we are playing the waiting game. She's a one and a half year old Full Blooded Golden Retriever. It was love at first sight on the computer. She was raised around kids but her owners had to put her up for adoption when they moved over seas. The only down side is it is a 3 hour drive to go get her! So hopefully I will be making that drive by Wednesday! Everyone keep your fingers crossed for me! We really really want this little fur baby.
Well, I hope you ladies had a wonderful weekend! But now it is back to that stupid Monday chore list. Dishes, laundry, vacuum, sweep, mop.....oh how I hate Mondays...
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Monday, August 31, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
And I'm Better Now...Part 3
Let's see....I left off yesterday with us heading to the caverns.
My mommy thoughts are this "It's a 45 minute drive to the caverns that is plenty of time for Little A to get a nap in so she can be rested for the caves." But what do I know about having a kid right....she doesn't need a nap....She's only saying "night night" and rubbing her eyes. But instead the SIL and her girlfriend decide they are going to ride with us and sit in the back seat with her. Hubs's family is loud, their inside voice is the rest of the worlds screaming voice in the middle of Time Square on New Year's Eve...really, they are that loud.
So Little A is sitting in her car seat staring at them. I'm not even sure she blinked. But she never did get to take a nap. When we got there they wanted to get yet another breakfast (these people also need to eat full meals about every hour and a half) so we went to the restaurant they have in the caverns and ordered food. Little A was eating off of Hubs's plate so I thought it was a wonderful time for me to run and use the ladies room while she wasn't paying attention.
WRONG.
Apparently in the 7 minutes it took me to get to the restroom, pee, wash my hands, and get back they finished eating Hubs had gone to use the restroom and the In Laws were trying to get Little A strapped into the hiking back pack. The child ha NEVER been in this thing before and she has 4 people she doesn't like surrounding her trying to put her in a contraption she has never seen before. She was screaming so loud she was purple. I sprinted across the restaurant back to my baby and grabbed her out of the back pack and yelled at the In Laws for being such idiots. I took Little A outside and got her calmed down and put her in the back pack myself. She went right in, with no trouble and then Hubs got her loaded up on his back to begin the journey down through the caves.
Little A fell asleep in the back pack about 5 minutes down the walk way which made the trip down almost enjoyable. Once we got down to the bottom Little A woke up and wanted me...well...I can't wear the back pack because it is just to big for me so I put on her sling and we walked the last 1.5 miles up hill. That was not enjoyable. She was kicking and grabbing and scratching, I was walking as fast as I could to get out of there. The rest of the crew was pissed because I wasn't looking around and taking in all the wonders of the cave. I bite my tongue and just kept walking.
We FINALLY got out of there and decided we should probably head home since it was almost 3:00. I was jumping up and down! HOME!!!!! Sweet home!!! Little did I know it was going to take 5 hours for a 3 hour trip. Only because they had to stop and eat....twice on the way home.
Once we got back to my wonderfully beautiful house I kissed the floor and everything that was right! I got Little A a bath and ready for bed when they decided we needed to eat dinner...again....I told them to go without me I was putting Little A to bed and just sitting for a bit. They threw a fit because that means they didn't get to spend as much time as they wanted with Little A and I very politely told them to get over it! She's still a baby...she still has a bed time...and a schedule that we try to keep because it works for us!
They decided we just just do more fast food but bring it home this time. They stayed here until about 11:30 before going back to the hotel and calling it a night.
Sunday morning they came over before 7:00 and asked why Little A wasn't awake yet....really, are you serious...and they were....so they went and woke her up. My skin was crawling. But they decided they were going to cook breakfast so I offered to run to the store to get everything we needed ( I really just needed an escape). I layed Little A down in her room about 9:30 before I left....I got back 20 minutes later and they had already gotten her back out of bed. She was crying and sitting under my computer desk but no one seemed to care that she was scared....they just kept doing things to scare her even more. I dropped the groceries and swooped up my poor baby.
While the SIL was cooking breakfast she made the biggest mistake of the weekend. Her words quoted for you guys...."a.l.b. I'm just going to say it because we have all discussed it but no one else has the guts to say it to you. You aren't a very good mom....you have to let her cry every now and then. And you kept her from us all weekend."
I went ape shit. No one comes in to my house, scares my kid and then calls me a bad mom. That's just not cool.
Now while I know and completely agree that I have to let Little A cry sometimes there are times I don't. When she gets hurt, when she is scared, and when we are in a public restaurant after 7:00 p.m. (I think it's kinda rude so I am going to do everything in my powers to make sure she is being good.)
After I went off on everyone for coming into MY house and scaring the living hell out of my child they decided it was probably a good idea if they leave that evening instead of he next morning. I didn't speak to them again.
When they left I was the happiest person ever. And then Hubs had the nerve to say "See honey, it wasn't all that bad." AND HE WAS SERIOUS! Now he is talking about taking 2 weeks leave to go back and visit his family....I told him to have fun I'd see him when he got back.
So, that was my weekend with the In Laws, and I never EVER want to have to deal with that again!
Thanks for sticking with my story! I know it was long and just a serious rant.....but I feel better now that I put it out there!
Oh, and after they got home and called to tell us so they also told me that they were going to be monitoring my eating habits because I was to small......I'm sorry....I eat 3 healthy meals a day with two snacks and go to the gym and work out 3 days a week. I can't do the whole eat fast food every couple of hours everyday for 4 days. I was so sick after that!
My mommy thoughts are this "It's a 45 minute drive to the caverns that is plenty of time for Little A to get a nap in so she can be rested for the caves." But what do I know about having a kid right....she doesn't need a nap....She's only saying "night night" and rubbing her eyes. But instead the SIL and her girlfriend decide they are going to ride with us and sit in the back seat with her. Hubs's family is loud, their inside voice is the rest of the worlds screaming voice in the middle of Time Square on New Year's Eve...really, they are that loud.
So Little A is sitting in her car seat staring at them. I'm not even sure she blinked. But she never did get to take a nap. When we got there they wanted to get yet another breakfast (these people also need to eat full meals about every hour and a half) so we went to the restaurant they have in the caverns and ordered food. Little A was eating off of Hubs's plate so I thought it was a wonderful time for me to run and use the ladies room while she wasn't paying attention.
WRONG.
Apparently in the 7 minutes it took me to get to the restroom, pee, wash my hands, and get back they finished eating Hubs had gone to use the restroom and the In Laws were trying to get Little A strapped into the hiking back pack. The child ha NEVER been in this thing before and she has 4 people she doesn't like surrounding her trying to put her in a contraption she has never seen before. She was screaming so loud she was purple. I sprinted across the restaurant back to my baby and grabbed her out of the back pack and yelled at the In Laws for being such idiots. I took Little A outside and got her calmed down and put her in the back pack myself. She went right in, with no trouble and then Hubs got her loaded up on his back to begin the journey down through the caves.
Little A fell asleep in the back pack about 5 minutes down the walk way which made the trip down almost enjoyable. Once we got down to the bottom Little A woke up and wanted me...well...I can't wear the back pack because it is just to big for me so I put on her sling and we walked the last 1.5 miles up hill. That was not enjoyable. She was kicking and grabbing and scratching, I was walking as fast as I could to get out of there. The rest of the crew was pissed because I wasn't looking around and taking in all the wonders of the cave. I bite my tongue and just kept walking.
We FINALLY got out of there and decided we should probably head home since it was almost 3:00. I was jumping up and down! HOME!!!!! Sweet home!!! Little did I know it was going to take 5 hours for a 3 hour trip. Only because they had to stop and eat....twice on the way home.
Once we got back to my wonderfully beautiful house I kissed the floor and everything that was right! I got Little A a bath and ready for bed when they decided we needed to eat dinner...again....I told them to go without me I was putting Little A to bed and just sitting for a bit. They threw a fit because that means they didn't get to spend as much time as they wanted with Little A and I very politely told them to get over it! She's still a baby...she still has a bed time...and a schedule that we try to keep because it works for us!
They decided we just just do more fast food but bring it home this time. They stayed here until about 11:30 before going back to the hotel and calling it a night.
Sunday morning they came over before 7:00 and asked why Little A wasn't awake yet....really, are you serious...and they were....so they went and woke her up. My skin was crawling. But they decided they were going to cook breakfast so I offered to run to the store to get everything we needed ( I really just needed an escape). I layed Little A down in her room about 9:30 before I left....I got back 20 minutes later and they had already gotten her back out of bed. She was crying and sitting under my computer desk but no one seemed to care that she was scared....they just kept doing things to scare her even more. I dropped the groceries and swooped up my poor baby.
While the SIL was cooking breakfast she made the biggest mistake of the weekend. Her words quoted for you guys...."a.l.b. I'm just going to say it because we have all discussed it but no one else has the guts to say it to you. You aren't a very good mom....you have to let her cry every now and then. And you kept her from us all weekend."
I went ape shit. No one comes in to my house, scares my kid and then calls me a bad mom. That's just not cool.
Now while I know and completely agree that I have to let Little A cry sometimes there are times I don't. When she gets hurt, when she is scared, and when we are in a public restaurant after 7:00 p.m. (I think it's kinda rude so I am going to do everything in my powers to make sure she is being good.)
After I went off on everyone for coming into MY house and scaring the living hell out of my child they decided it was probably a good idea if they leave that evening instead of he next morning. I didn't speak to them again.
When they left I was the happiest person ever. And then Hubs had the nerve to say "See honey, it wasn't all that bad." AND HE WAS SERIOUS! Now he is talking about taking 2 weeks leave to go back and visit his family....I told him to have fun I'd see him when he got back.
So, that was my weekend with the In Laws, and I never EVER want to have to deal with that again!
Thanks for sticking with my story! I know it was long and just a serious rant.....but I feel better now that I put it out there!
Oh, and after they got home and called to tell us so they also told me that they were going to be monitoring my eating habits because I was to small......I'm sorry....I eat 3 healthy meals a day with two snacks and go to the gym and work out 3 days a week. I can't do the whole eat fast food every couple of hours everyday for 4 days. I was so sick after that!
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
And I'm Better Now...Part 2
Ok, so where were we...oh yeah...enjoying the pool with Little A.
She was splashing and kicking and laughing and loving every minute of it...until....the FIL decided he wanted to get in with her too (she hates this man...really she does). The logical thing for him to have done was to walk in using the steps like a normal person. But no, hejumps cannon balls into the shallow end of the pool where she is playing. She went bat shit crazy. He splashed water all in her face and scared my poor baby half to death. I did everything in my mommy super powers to calm my child down...but she was done. She didn't want anywhere near that water or that man again.
I got her in her pack n play (which she hates more than life itself, I might add) and sound asleep when there is banging on my door at the hotel, which in turn wakes Little A up. I'm about 2 seconds from throwing someone off the balcony-really I am-but I got up and answered the door to see what in God's name these people wanted.
It was the lovely SIL telling me that they were ordering pizza next door and I needed to come eat once I got Little A to sleep. I gave her a big *F YOU* and shut the door. 2 hours later, around 11:00 p.m., I get Little A back to sleep (and don't ask where Hubs was when all this was going on because your guess is as good as mine) and went next door to get a slice of pizza before I passed out. But was there any pizza left for me when I got there....noooooooo....they ate it all. So for dinner Friday night I had a bag of Sun Chips and a Coke from the Vending machine. This trip was a FABULOUS idea! *insert sarcasm here*
Before everyone went to bed the ever so awesome FIL tells us we need to be downstairs for breakfast at 6:45 so we can leave by 7:15. I, in my very nicest tone of voice told him "I will be down there when Little A wakes up and is ready to go for the day." He did not like that answer...but I'm sorry...if we are going to be hiking all day she is getting whatever amount of sleep she wants before I get her ready for the day.
So I show up at breakfast the next morning at 8:00 with Hubs by my side. Everyone else was done and waiting...I may or may not have taken an extra 45 minutes to get ready on purpose. We, meaning they, decided that instead of going to the caves first thing that morning we would go to the Living Desert Zoo first. Awesome....something Little A might be able to enjoy! We get there at about 8:30 and I go to grab the stroller out of the car...it's a 2 mile hike around this place and I knew she wouldn't go to any one else besides me to carry. The In Laws folded my stroller back up and said we don't need that let's go. I should have listened to my mommy gut....it knows what it is talking about! 5 minutes into the hike FIL sees a wasp by the bobcat exhibit. Now before I go on, I thought it was common knowledge that when there is one wasp there is usually a hive nearby. I was mistaken on this little known fact because FIL swats the wasp with his hat and out come 45 more! I got stung 3 times...Little A got stung once....and Hubs got it worst of all with 11. I became completely livid at this point and began screaming at everyone. Little A is crying her eyes out, grabbing her leg and I am doing everything I can to make it not hurt. And while I am yelling and cussing at everyone for hurting my baby THIS little guy crawled across my foot.
I had the worst time EVER at this zoo. It could have been fun...really...to see all these native animals to the area in one place and random ones just walking around....but for 2 miles I had to deal with Little A clinging on for dear life because she thought something else was going to get her...all because FIL couldn't leave the wasp alone.
I was the first one back in to the building where they have an area for kids to pick up and touch all the old bull horns and fossils. She loved that. It was cool and she got to touch stuff without getting in trouble!
After we left there we headed to Carlsbad Caverns. But that will be Part 3 tomorrow....because my blood pressure is rising just telling you guys about this weekend! It still yet....only gets better.
She was splashing and kicking and laughing and loving every minute of it...until....the FIL decided he wanted to get in with her too (she hates this man...really she does). The logical thing for him to have done was to walk in using the steps like a normal person. But no, he
I got her in her pack n play (which she hates more than life itself, I might add) and sound asleep when there is banging on my door at the hotel, which in turn wakes Little A up. I'm about 2 seconds from throwing someone off the balcony-really I am-but I got up and answered the door to see what in God's name these people wanted.
It was the lovely SIL telling me that they were ordering pizza next door and I needed to come eat once I got Little A to sleep. I gave her a big *F YOU* and shut the door. 2 hours later, around 11:00 p.m., I get Little A back to sleep (and don't ask where Hubs was when all this was going on because your guess is as good as mine) and went next door to get a slice of pizza before I passed out. But was there any pizza left for me when I got there....noooooooo....they ate it all. So for dinner Friday night I had a bag of Sun Chips and a Coke from the Vending machine. This trip was a FABULOUS idea! *insert sarcasm here*
Before everyone went to bed the ever so awesome FIL tells us we need to be downstairs for breakfast at 6:45 so we can leave by 7:15. I, in my very nicest tone of voice told him "I will be down there when Little A wakes up and is ready to go for the day." He did not like that answer...but I'm sorry...if we are going to be hiking all day she is getting whatever amount of sleep she wants before I get her ready for the day.
So I show up at breakfast the next morning at 8:00 with Hubs by my side. Everyone else was done and waiting...I may or may not have taken an extra 45 minutes to get ready on purpose. We, meaning they, decided that instead of going to the caves first thing that morning we would go to the Living Desert Zoo first. Awesome....something Little A might be able to enjoy! We get there at about 8:30 and I go to grab the stroller out of the car...it's a 2 mile hike around this place and I knew she wouldn't go to any one else besides me to carry. The In Laws folded my stroller back up and said we don't need that let's go. I should have listened to my mommy gut....it knows what it is talking about! 5 minutes into the hike FIL sees a wasp by the bobcat exhibit. Now before I go on, I thought it was common knowledge that when there is one wasp there is usually a hive nearby. I was mistaken on this little known fact because FIL swats the wasp with his hat and out come 45 more! I got stung 3 times...Little A got stung once....and Hubs got it worst of all with 11. I became completely livid at this point and began screaming at everyone. Little A is crying her eyes out, grabbing her leg and I am doing everything I can to make it not hurt. And while I am yelling and cussing at everyone for hurting my baby THIS little guy crawled across my foot.
I had the worst time EVER at this zoo. It could have been fun...really...to see all these native animals to the area in one place and random ones just walking around....but for 2 miles I had to deal with Little A clinging on for dear life because she thought something else was going to get her...all because FIL couldn't leave the wasp alone.
I was the first one back in to the building where they have an area for kids to pick up and touch all the old bull horns and fossils. She loved that. It was cool and she got to touch stuff without getting in trouble!
After we left there we headed to Carlsbad Caverns. But that will be Part 3 tomorrow....because my blood pressure is rising just telling you guys about this weekend! It still yet....only gets better.
Monday, August 24, 2009
And I'm Better Now...Part 1
The In Laws left a day early *insert happy dance* and I now have my house and my life back. I HATE not feeling in control and when they are around it is 100 % chaos.
Let's see here...where to begin. How about when they got here Thursday. They weren't supposed to be here until around 7:30 or 8:00 at the earliest. But that was not the case...the car pulled up at 5:15. Hubs of course is thrilled...Little A and I...not so much. They bring in tons and tons of toys. Things that make weird noises, things that sing, things that pop, movies, books, and tons and tons of clothes.
I had this genious plan to not open everything and then wrap some of it up for Christmas for her! I would have put there name on it....but she didn't need it all at one...it was just to much for a 15 month old. BUUUUUT as always my plan falls through when they open everyhting and give it to her all at once. By this point Little A is curled up in a ball on my lap because she isn't sure what to do. There are tons of people in our house, she doesn't know that all want her undivided attention.
They decided at 8:00 we should go get dinner. GREAT, Little A is beyond tired and doesn't want anything to do with anyone besides me. She wouldn't even go to Hubs because he was all about these crazy people that had envaded HER personal space. We went to a small Mexican Restraunt where I didn't even get to eat because Little A was glued to me, she wouldn't even sit in her chair because it was to close to people who were all over her.I was laughing on the inside It broke my heart for them.
Friday we headed out of this tiny town and went to Roswell, NM. Because you can't go to New Mexico and not learn all about the aliens....right? Luckily they had a kids zoo that was free so we walked around there and let Little A watch the animals. She still wouldn't go to anyone so I carried her around on my hipand laughed as she touched the deers noseand then I rushed her away to the nearest sink and washed her hands. After we went to the zoo we went to the UFO Research Museum. And while it was very interesting....it had nothing, and I mean NOTHING that could keep a child entertained. So Hubs paraphrased the entire place for me once we got back out to the car.
After leaving Roswell we headed down to Carlsbad, NM. We got a hotel for the night and then went to WalMart to get swim suits for us! They had an indoor pool...and I knew it would be the only time Little A had fun all weekend. She got one of those nifty ones where the life vest is built in and I had to go to the Little Girls department to find something that fit. Don't judge me! They only had 2XL bikinis left and I really wanted to swim with Little A. So I went and got an XL one piece from the girls department! Hubs got a pair of basketball shorts and we were back off to the hotel. We met the In Laws down by the pool and got in to enjoy the swimming.......
That is all for today...I will finish the rest of the story tomorrow. It is a nightmare from here on out.
Let's see here...where to begin. How about when they got here Thursday. They weren't supposed to be here until around 7:30 or 8:00 at the earliest. But that was not the case...the car pulled up at 5:15. Hubs of course is thrilled...Little A and I...not so much. They bring in tons and tons of toys. Things that make weird noises, things that sing, things that pop, movies, books, and tons and tons of clothes.
I had this genious plan to not open everything and then wrap some of it up for Christmas for her! I would have put there name on it....but she didn't need it all at one...it was just to much for a 15 month old. BUUUUUT as always my plan falls through when they open everyhting and give it to her all at once. By this point Little A is curled up in a ball on my lap because she isn't sure what to do. There are tons of people in our house, she doesn't know that all want her undivided attention.
They decided at 8:00 we should go get dinner. GREAT, Little A is beyond tired and doesn't want anything to do with anyone besides me. She wouldn't even go to Hubs because he was all about these crazy people that had envaded HER personal space. We went to a small Mexican Restraunt where I didn't even get to eat because Little A was glued to me, she wouldn't even sit in her chair because it was to close to people who were all over her.
Friday we headed out of this tiny town and went to Roswell, NM. Because you can't go to New Mexico and not learn all about the aliens....right? Luckily they had a kids zoo that was free so we walked around there and let Little A watch the animals. She still wouldn't go to anyone so I carried her around on my hipand laughed as she touched the deers nose
After leaving Roswell we headed down to Carlsbad, NM. We got a hotel for the night and then went to WalMart to get swim suits for us! They had an indoor pool...and I knew it would be the only time Little A had fun all weekend. She got one of those nifty ones where the life vest is built in and I had to go to the Little Girls department to find something that fit. Don't judge me! They only had 2XL bikinis left and I really wanted to swim with Little A. So I went and got an XL one piece from the girls department! Hubs got a pair of basketball shorts and we were back off to the hotel. We met the In Laws down by the pool and got in to enjoy the swimming.......
That is all for today...I will finish the rest of the story tomorrow. It is a nightmare from here on out.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Dear So and So,
Dear Little A,
4:00 a.m. is not play time, it is also not time to go outside and run around like a crazy child. I hope you learn this and soon...I'm not so sure I can go through another night like last night. Mommy and Daddy love our sleep....you should too!
Needs Her Beauty Sleep,
Mama
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Dear Hubs,
Thanks for trying to get Little A back to sleep...even though I know you did it for your own selfish reason. You know I can be the queen of bitchy on only 3 hours of sleep.
The Queen Bee,
Your Wife
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Dear In-Laws,
I am not your personal slave. I do not do things to meet your every whim. If you want to come visit I will pretend it is all good. But call the hotel and make your own reservations with your own credit card instead of mine.
The Pissy Pants,
You DIL
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Dear Brain,
Please start functioning, I have thing to do today that require you to work a little.
Still Sleeping,
The Rest Of My Body
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Dear USAF Finance Department,
Thank You. Yes, you heard me....I said thank you. After 3 and a half months you have FINALLY figured everything out and we received our first "normal paycheck" today. Thank You also for admitting that your group is possibly the stupidest the Air Force has and it would be better if it went to all civilians (I'm not kidding the Chief said this). Whatever you managed to do finally worked and I am very appreciative and will now stop calling and harassing you.
I Got My Money,
The Dependant
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Dear Readers,
Go check out Kat. She is sure to give you a huge smile!
Forever Your Blogger Friend,
a.l.b.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
My Perfect Child...Revised....
OK, you guys may remember a few weeks ago my post about Little A...so sweet, and loving, and perfect.
Right...I was drugged by some mysterious person when I wrote that apparently.
Last night I amrunning around like a chicken with my head cut off being the perfect housewife I know I am. I have dinner cooking and Little A almost ready for bed. She has been fed, bathed, and we are about to get in a diaper and some PJ's.
She HATES her diaper, I get this, I would hate something that bulky and crunchy on my butt too. But she isn't potty trained and is no where near ready for it yet, so she is stuck with it for awhile longer.
I went into her room and got everything we needed to get ready to go to bed. I was just missing ONE thing....Little A. I found her hiding behind the clothes hamper in my closet...butt naked just as I had left her.
I walked into the living room and she followed me in very slowly. I finally get her layed down to put her diaper on and as fast as I could blink she was up and gone. We did this for about 10 minutes before my eyes started bulging out of my pretty little head.
So what do I do to get her attention and make her behave you ask? Well that's simple...the fool proof method of using her full name...she knows she is in trouble and usually cries. It has the same affect on her that spanking does most children. That is until last night......
Me: "A.N.B."
Little A: With the whip of her head and a crooked smile with a handful of attitude, "Yes."
Hubs: *Laughing so hard I'm sure he is about to pee his pants*
Me: *At a loss for words with Little A* "Hubs, shut up and don't encourage her"
Hubs: *Still laughing so hard he can't stand up*
Little A: *Throws the clean diaper in the trash can and goes outside...butt naked*
Me: *Throws in the towel*
Hubs: *Still laughing, takes over*
45 minutes later Little A has a diaper on. Her little attitude came about 10 years earlier than I had prepared myself for. I could have sworn the full name method was a fool proof method. I was proven wrong by me beautiful 15-month-old little girl.
Right...I was drugged by some mysterious person when I wrote that apparently.
Last night I am
She HATES her diaper, I get this, I would hate something that bulky and crunchy on my butt too. But she isn't potty trained and is no where near ready for it yet, so she is stuck with it for awhile longer.
I went into her room and got everything we needed to get ready to go to bed. I was just missing ONE thing....Little A. I found her hiding behind the clothes hamper in my closet...butt naked just as I had left her.
I walked into the living room and she followed me in very slowly. I finally get her layed down to put her diaper on and as fast as I could blink she was up and gone. We did this for about 10 minutes before my eyes started bulging out of my pretty little head.
So what do I do to get her attention and make her behave you ask? Well that's simple...the fool proof method of using her full name...she knows she is in trouble and usually cries. It has the same affect on her that spanking does most children. That is until last night......
Me: "A.N.B."
Little A: With the whip of her head and a crooked smile with a handful of attitude, "Yes."
Hubs: *Laughing so hard I'm sure he is about to pee his pants*
Me: *At a loss for words with Little A* "Hubs, shut up and don't encourage her"
Hubs: *Still laughing so hard he can't stand up*
Little A: *Throws the clean diaper in the trash can and goes outside...butt naked*
Me: *Throws in the towel*
Hubs: *Still laughing, takes over*
45 minutes later Little A has a diaper on. Her little attitude came about 10 years earlier than I had prepared myself for. I could have sworn the full name method was a fool proof method. I was proven wrong by me beautiful 15-month-old little girl.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Annual Base Picnics and a date all in one weekend!
Friday we had the Annual Base Picnic and had a blast. Not only because we won a few things from the raffle, but because Hubs didn't have to go to work and we got to spend the day as a family at the park! That NEVER happens!!
Aside from that one of Hubs's friends wanted to come over and watch the UFC fight on Pay Per View on Saturday and offered to watch Little A while we went on a date. Now, Hubs and I haven't been on a date with no baby or other people tagging along for at least a year. Part of that is because I am overly picky about who I let watch Little A and it doesn't even include most of our family. Oh well, I GOT A DATE WITH HUBS! We went and had sushi and steak and then went to see The Proposal!
And Hubs and I had a heart to heart about another baby while on our date. We have both decided we are ready....we are going to start trying for another one! We both also agree that after 2 we will be done though.
Well, I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend, it's time for a crappy Monday and a long rest of the week.
Aside from that one of Hubs's friends wanted to come over and watch the UFC fight on Pay Per View on Saturday and offered to watch Little A while we went on a date. Now, Hubs and I haven't been on a date with no baby or other people tagging along for at least a year. Part of that is because I am overly picky about who I let watch Little A and it doesn't even include most of our family. Oh well, I GOT A DATE WITH HUBS! We went and had sushi and steak and then went to see The Proposal!
And Hubs and I had a heart to heart about another baby while on our date. We have both decided we are ready....we are going to start trying for another one! We both also agree that after 2 we will be done though.
Well, I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend, it's time for a crappy Monday and a long rest of the week.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Holy Cows!
I love the rain. Little A loves the rain. Hubs loves the rain. I hate cows who smell really bad when it rains. Lately it has been raining every morning in this tiny little Podunk town we live in. It's wonderful really, until you have to walk outside. The smell of wet cow is something no one should ever have to experience more than once in there lives. Yet I have had to smell it every morning for the last 2 weeks. I'd love nothing more than to go Febreeze their asses.
OK...other than that little rant I started and finished Nights In Rodanthe yesterday. Cried just a little, but over all I really liked it. Hubs actually laughed at me because I was finishing up my book while cooking dinner last night. He walked into the kitchen to find me sitting on the counter with my feet against the wall, crying, an stirring the pasta. He looked, laughed, and walked away. He's a smart man for turning around.
Is it weird that Little A will lay on the couch with me all day and listen to me read one of my books but she can't sit through one of her five page cardboard books? She's a goofy kid I tell you.
Oh well, I need to go pick out another book to read today.
OK...other than that little rant I started and finished Nights In Rodanthe yesterday. Cried just a little, but over all I really liked it. Hubs actually laughed at me because I was finishing up my book while cooking dinner last night. He walked into the kitchen to find me sitting on the counter with my feet against the wall, crying, an stirring the pasta. He looked, laughed, and walked away. He's a smart man for turning around.
Is it weird that Little A will lay on the couch with me all day and listen to me read one of my books but she can't sit through one of her five page cardboard books? She's a goofy kid I tell you.
Oh well, I need to go pick out another book to read today.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Wow...I Need HBO
But since I don't have it I thank God for Netflix! Like I said in an earlier post I am way behin on movies and such. Well that and uch would be TV shows, and last night I got to sit down and watch the first 2 episodes of True Blood from Season 1 (see I told you I was behind!). AMAZING!!!! I was hooked within the first 5 minutes...and I look over at Hubs who was supposed to be playing a computer game but was glued to the TV as much as I was. I told him he could come sit on the couch with me and we could watch it together. He laughed and came over to watch it with me! Now we just have to sit and wait patiently for the next disc to get here with Episodes 3 and 4.
I finally found the time this weekend to finish "My Sister's Keeper" and cried my eyes out for most of the book. It was very much so worth the read. Now I just need to go find another book to sit down and read.
This weekend I decided to go for a run. Bad plan. When it is 97 degrees at 7:00 am you should probably just go to the gym and run on a machine there. Ya know the one's with the fans the keep you cool. I made it about 20 minutes before I thought I was going to die so I have to cut my run short...but at least I got out there and did it, right??
Little A is learning to sleep in. And that makes a mommy VERY happy!! Now, for a bit of a background. She normally gets up by 5:45 every morning and she never missed a beat. It makes you want to jump off a bridge. But this weekend and into today she has slept in until at least 7:30. I am doing a secret happy dance that only she and I get! Not that I get to sleep that late, but I don't have to drag my ass out of bed at 5:45 in the morning now! If she would just keep this up I may start doing flips!
Any other good TV shows or movies I should see since I am so behind and stuff?!?! I need to make my Netflix list longer.
I finally found the time this weekend to finish "My Sister's Keeper" and cried my eyes out for most of the book. It was very much so worth the read. Now I just need to go find another book to sit down and read.
This weekend I decided to go for a run. Bad plan. When it is 97 degrees at 7:00 am you should probably just go to the gym and run on a machine there. Ya know the one's with the fans the keep you cool. I made it about 20 minutes before I thought I was going to die so I have to cut my run short...but at least I got out there and did it, right??
Little A is learning to sleep in. And that makes a mommy VERY happy!! Now, for a bit of a background. She normally gets up by 5:45 every morning and she never missed a beat. It makes you want to jump off a bridge. But this weekend and into today she has slept in until at least 7:30. I am doing a secret happy dance that only she and I get! Not that I get to sleep that late, but I don't have to drag my ass out of bed at 5:45 in the morning now! If she would just keep this up I may start doing flips!
Any other good TV shows or movies I should see since I am so behind and stuff?!?! I need to make my Netflix list longer.
Monday, July 20, 2009
The Perfect Child
I like to think I have her. Little A is WONDERFUL! She is now 14 months old and walking and talking like a champ! We can go anywhere and she is so well behaved! Going out to eat is so easy for us because she sits in a highchair and plays with the crayons they bring and the loads and loads of toys I bring for her. She eats everything that is put on her plate. She is not a picky eater at all...we are talking Little A ate a raw onion at Red Lobster yesterday. She isn't scared of anything! She loves playing in the dirt and loving on her baby doll. She gives hugs and kisses like they are going out of style! She doesn't say "no"...yet. It is always "yes mom" or "yes dada" and she says it with a smile on her face. Though she is always into something she is very OCD (she got it honestly really) and puts everything back where she found it.
This child is my entire world. The problem...I am no longer hers!! She use to need me for everything. Now she needs me to change her diaper and get her milk. Now she takes care of 'Baby'...her oh so creative name for her baby doll. She feeds it her left overs, makes sure it has plenty of juice splashed on her face and loves it like she will never see it again! Last night Little A decided baby needed a bath after she got done with hers. She ran into her room and got baby out of her stroller and drug her into the bathroom where she would proceed to give Baby a bath...in the toilet. I guess it made since, because it was the only water left in the bathroom (except the river she made on the floor during her bath). Thank GOD the company this doll is made by makes them completely machine washable!!! (If you have a girl or ever have a girl check out these Corolle dolls...they are WONDERFUL...they have all different ages and cool stuff like that)
Anyways...I'm going to go back to my happy blissful world with Little A and avoid the real world of doing laundry, dishes, and the ever so dreaded Commissary. I will leave you with a picture of my life!
This child is my entire world. The problem...I am no longer hers!! She use to need me for everything. Now she needs me to change her diaper and get her milk. Now she takes care of 'Baby'...her oh so creative name for her baby doll. She feeds it her left overs, makes sure it has plenty of juice splashed on her face and loves it like she will never see it again! Last night Little A decided baby needed a bath after she got done with hers. She ran into her room and got baby out of her stroller and drug her into the bathroom where she would proceed to give Baby a bath...in the toilet. I guess it made since, because it was the only water left in the bathroom (except the river she made on the floor during her bath). Thank GOD the company this doll is made by makes them completely machine washable!!! (If you have a girl or ever have a girl check out these Corolle dolls...they are WONDERFUL...they have all different ages and cool stuff like that)
Anyways...I'm going to go back to my happy blissful world with Little A and avoid the real world of doing laundry, dishes, and the ever so dreaded Commissary. I will leave you with a picture of my life!
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