In case Santa and his helpers are lurking here......
I'm not really a sewer (is that the correct term for one who sews?), but I can make baby blankets. I just need the fabric. (I'd also be thrilled with a Target gift card.) (In case you were wondering.)
My current soup pot is on its last legs. I need one teflon-free.
Yeah......pretty sure this one needs no explanation.
I have one apron, and it is so sad. Old, ugly, dirty.....I need a cute new one.
Along with a name, this baby's gonna need clothes!
And accessories!!! GAH! I am so excited!!
Also, if Santa has any of the following in his bag, I'd appreciate a small portion of:
~ extra hours in the day ~ ~ extra money at the end of the pay period ~ ~ desire to clean house/magical ability to keep it clean ~
I'm so excited I just have to blog this. I was too tired to go to Toys R Us at midnight, or Target at 5 am, but I still got everything I wanted!! I found the Batman toys (buy one get TWO free) online! Then I went to Target at about 11, expecting them to be sold out of the camera I wanted. They weren't!! They still had a ton left! I got a 10 MP Nikon camera for $88, when they're regularly $150.
I AM SO HAPPY!!!!
Now we can take a family picture and make Christmas cards with that gift certificate I won forever ago on MMB from Sugarhouse Ink.
YAY! YAY! YAY!
Did you do any Black Friday shopping? Did you get up early and wait in line? Go online? Did you get what you wanted?
I'm feeling the need to repent after my last post. Even though it's what I was really thinking and feeling, it was exceptionally whiny and a bit indulgent. (Thank you, Simon Cowell.) Since I am on life's billows, feeling tempest tossed, and discouraged, like all is lost, I've decided a little counting of my blessings is in order.
1. As cliche as it is, I'm thankful for my health. Especially right now. The more of life I experience, the more I realize that I'm truly blessed with my health as a woman. I've never had difficulty getting pregnant. I have very little morning sickness, minimal weight gain, and have never retained water. I've never had gestational diabetes, or preeclampsia, or have needed bedrest, and all of my children have been born without complication. That really doesn't happen for a lot of people. It's not something I take for granted anymore.
(This is not a current picture of me. This was the day before I had Spiderman. See the moms in the background? I'd post a pic of pregnant me, but I still am without a camera.)
2. Right along with that, I'm thankful for my kids. I'm thankful for my beautiful, healthy children. They are so sweet, and make me so unbelievably happy. (They also drive me batty at times, but I'm accentuating the positive right now.) Spiderman sings all the time, and as a singer, that brings me great joy. The Hulk loves to help everyone, and as a caretaker, that brings me great joy. They both love to feel the baby move and talk about their little sister all the time, and as a mother, that brings me great joy.
3. Of course, I wouldn't have my kids if I didn't have my husband. Not only is Superman a fantastic father, but he's my best friend. He's been my best friend for 10 years. He gets me. He knows my flaws and loves me anyway. The "even though" kind of love, as we say. He works hard to provide for our family and allow me to stay home with our children, which is harder and harder these days. (Not the staying home with the kids. The sole-provider thing.) And that man makes me laugh. Not just smile, or softly giggle, but laugh. And it takes a lot for me to laugh out loud. (Yes, I typed out the whole thing. I hate "LOL." Anyway.)
I love my Superman.
4. I'm grateful for my extended family, too. (I just realized that I'm grouping my own parents in that phrase. Weird. When did they go from being my "immediate" family to my "extended" family?) As indicated by my last post, I miss them all like crazy. We're going home for Christmas, and I CAN NOT WAIT. My mom and I have always had a great relationship -- she's one of my best friends. My dad and I have always had a great relationship, too -- one that has only improved since I became a parent. And as an added bonus, I absolutely adore my in-laws. My mom and my MIL are best friends, and she's been like a mother to me since before I was married. My FIL is great, too. And Superman's sisters are like the sisters I never had. We even get along smashingly.
(This is from last Thanksgiving. It's not at all an inclusive picture, but it's the most recent one I have. A technicality which will shortly be remedied, come Christmas.)
4. Of course, without the gospel in my life, all of these relationships would be pointless. I'm so grateful for the opportunity I have to be with them eternally. I'm thankful for the sealing power that has been restored to the earth, and for my Savior, who sacrificed that I might be worthy to live my family forever someday. Without the Atonement, none of it would be possible.
(I believe this is called, I feel my Savior's love, by Greg Olsen.)
And so, my friends, I hope that this holiday finds you happy, no matter what you're doing. I hope amidst the stuffing yourself with food, watching football, and just enjoying time with family, you can find a moment to count your blessings, too.
Thanksgiving was nearly perfect for me growing up. My mom's mom hosted Thanksgiving dinner the Saturday after Thanksgiving, so everyone was sure to be there. With at least 30 people in attendance each year, one turkey was never enough. She had turkey, ham, and her mouth-watering roast beef. I could never pass up the roast, so I didn't eat a lot of turkey on Thanksgiving.
The most prominent tradition I remember from my dad's side of the family is getting together for dessert on Thanksgiving night. I always had my dad's chocolate dream pie. It was a beautiful thing.
That left Thanksgiving day open for our small family most of the time. But instead of having the traditional dishes, my parents did something else. We had sandwiches. Not just any old sandwich, though. We'd toast french bread, fry up some bacon, and have gourmet club sandwiches. We also got lots of unhealthy snack foods -- the kind we didn't normally have in the house. We had Doritos, M&Ms, buttery popcorn, nachos with cheese.......the works. We'd snack and play all day.
This year, we won't be spending the holiday with any family. (They're all at least 16 hours away.) I'm mildly depressed about it. We'll be spending the day with some friends, but........it's different. We were going to spend it just with our small family, but that was kind of depressing, too. So we decided to take our friends up on the invites. I just know that if we weren't going to be with friends, it would end up being a lazy day with grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch and a pizza for dinner. Which is no kind of Thanksgiving.
It's probably because I never developed a taste for all the traditional Thanksgiving foods. Not a big fan of turkey or ham. I prefer mashed potatoes to yams and strawberry/banana jello to cranberry sauce. Not a big fan of pumpkin pie, either. (I know. How un-American am I?) So I see NO POINT in cooking all the food I don't want to eat. Now, I'd cook a pot roast, complete with roasted potatoes and homemade gravy and a yummy salad if I could, but Superman has this silly idea that because it's Thanksgiving, you have to have the traditional meal. Which rules out the roast beef or even sandwiches and snack foods.
It seems we are at an impasse when it comes to Thanksgiving.
So tomorrow, we'll join some friends for a casual lunch, then have a formal dinner with some other friends. It'll be fun, but it's honestly not the kind of Thanksgiving I would pick if I had my way. In my perfect world, we'd be spending it with family. Or friends that are like family. (I like the people we'll be with, but I wouldn't call them family.)
I know the holidays are stressful for a lot of people because of the family togetherness. If I had problems with my family, or my in-laws, I probably wouldn't be so bummed about not being with them for Thanksgiving. But I don't have problems with any of them. (Of course, that may be because we live so far away.) So if you're one of those people who just grins and bears it to get through the holidays with your family, take a second to be thankful for the fact that you have family to spend it with. Don't take it for granted.
~~ I didn't expect this post to go this direction. Now I'm all weepy and sentimental. ~~
I went to New Moon last night. 24 hours ago, I didn't even realize it was opening day. Last year, I was totally obsessed with Twilight. This year.......notsomuch. But at 8:30 last night I got a text from a friend saying she had seen it and I would love it. So I decided to get a ticket to one of the midnight showings at the local theater.
It was so good!! GREAT effects. Fantastic editing of the story without leaving anything out. Well-directed. Better acting than the first one. And Jacob was freakin' HOTT. Holy CRAP boy's got muscles.
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Our computer died on Saturday. A friend fixed it for us and I got it back Wednesday morning, but the speakers won't work now. It's like the system doesn't realize their plugged in.
It means I can't listen to my music! And I was going to try Pandora the other day, but that's out. And I missed Flash Forward, Grey's, the Office, Private Practice, and Project Runway last night. Normally I'd just watch them on Hulu, but it's kind of hard to do that without sound!!
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So what was I doing that made me miss all my Thursday shows? We had a Relief Society activity at my house last night. I spent all day cleaning in preparation. (That's what you have to do when you ignore your house for 4 days straight -- spend an entire day cleaning to make up for it. )
I did the stuff I don't regularly do, too. I mopped. I washed the baseboards. I moved the couches to vacuum. I organized the computer desk. I scrubbed soap scum off the faucets.
2 people showed up. One is a good friend who's seen my house messy. TWO.
Oh, well. At least it's clean today.
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I'm listening to Christmas music on the radio right now. Nat King Cole's Christmas Song just came on. Nat King Cole's Christmas album is one that we listened to growing up, and therefore a favorite. This is one of my favorite Christmas songs, too.
Some other Christmas albums I remember: Neil Diamond's. Trisha Yearwood's. Some choir singing popular songs from Handel's Messiah. (It doesn't get better than "For Unto Us a Child is Born!!) And Mannheim Steamroller.
I heart Christmas music.
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I haven't started Christmas shopping yet. I want to make sure I get the best deals, but I don't really want to go out on black friday.
I think that Santa is going to bring us RockBand and a camera this year. I'm so excited!! As part of that "get the best deal" thing, Santa's considering Craiglist and KSL.com. But is that a good idea? I know I can get stuff significantly cheaper there, but I'm a little apprehensive about buying electronics used. Should I just hunt for deals on new ones online?
I want a smaller camera. One that stores flat in a case and is easy for me to just keep in my purse. What brands are best? Nikon? Canon? Kodak? Would you risk buying a used one?
Cynthia of Creative Chaos just did a post about her bucket list. A different kind of bucket list. It's a great post that made me think about my own list.
I don't have one.
I've never been a list-maker. Ever. Well, about 2 months ago I was a list-maker for a week. I was highly productive. Then.......I stopped. Don't even know why. Probably because it was a Saturday or something and I didn't have a whole lot that needed to be accomplished.
Anyway.
Don't have a bucket list. I mentioned in my comment on her post that I was still making my bucket, and not thinking too much about what I was going to fill it with before I kicked it.
But that's not exactly true. While I don't think about specific things I want to do, I think about the kind of person I want to be. The kind of mom, specifically.
I want to be the kind of mom who's not afraid to be silly. I'll do anything to get a laugh out of my kids. At 3 and 5, it's not too hard to get them laughing, but I know that'll change as they grow.
I want to be the kind of mom that hugs and says "I love you" frequently. So far, I think I've got a solid check mark there.
I want to be the kind of mom that my kids feel like they can talk to. This is harder, because I can't make them talk. Getting details out of Spiderman about his Sunday school class is H A R D. He tells me the things he wants to talk about, but if it wasn't fun or interesting to him, forgedaboudit. I think it's part of being a boy. Which makes me kind of nervous for him (and the Hulk) growing up. I want to have solid relationships with my daughter(s) AND my sons. I want to be the kind of mom whose kids know she loves them no matter what, but isn't a push-over. It seems to me that there's a fine line to walk. On one side of the line, there's loving your children no matter the choices they make. 100% acceptance in the name of "unconditional" love. And on the other side of the line, showing disapproval and instituting consequences for poor choices. The line I see myself walking has me expressing disappointment and instituting consequences but still letting the love show. I'll have to make sure my kids know I love them even if they lose privileges. I've seen what can happen when the balance isn't there, and it scares me.
I want to be the kind of mom that makes my daughters want to be like me, and my sons marry someone like me. (How vain is that?! But it's true.) I want to be worthy of emulating. I want to be the kind of my that my kids want to be around, and have their friends know. I want my kids to want to hang out at our house.
I want to be the kind of mom who has answers. Answers to school questions, church questions, girl questions, boy questions.........I want to have the answers. Or at least have the opportunity to search for the answers with/for my kids.
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I guess that's it's for now. I'm sure as my children grow and I recognize their needs, I'll need to change or add to this list.
What about you? Do you have a traditional bucket list? What's on it? Have you ever made a "to be" list, as compared to a to do list? What kind of mom, wife, woman, or human being do you want to be?
Thanks for all of your comments on cell phone usage. Superman and I have decided that I do in fact need more minutes, and we've made the changes to our plan.
Before, we had 700 minutes to share. (We have no land line.) I could've made due with this, except that neither of our parents are on Verizon with us. My mom is one of my best friends, and I'd talk to her at least 3 times a week if I could. She lives 16 hours away, so it's not like I could just go and see when I wanted to talk. Superman's parents are even farther away. And my boys love talking to their grandparents on the phone. But even 3 hours a week of talking to them would be 720 minutes a month.
And then there's all the phone calls I make just to take care of things -- check refills, schedule appointments, arrange play dates, question bills, discuss details for my callings, discuss details for other projects I'm involved in.........and heaven forbid I want to just chat with someone while I fold laundry!
Unfortunately, the next available plan upgrade will give us FAR more minutes than we need. We went from having 700 minutes and free mobile-to-mobile to having 1400 minutes, mobile-to-mobile, and TEN family and friends numbers with unlimited minutes. It's only $20 more a month, but I wish we were able to just add family and friends without adding minutes. But that's not something Verizon offers.
Anyway.........it's been resolved. And now I can talk to my momma and mother-in-law (whom I adore) without worrying about minutes!
- I'm not sure if I can wait an entire week for the Project Runway finale.
- I'm loving being pregnant. Love feeling her move, love that it's easy for me to see the size of my tummy as beautiful.
- I can't believe Superman's going to be out of town for pack night next week. Not quite sure how I'm going to handle that.
- I'm writing some narratives from the points of view of women who interacted with Christ. (For our December Relief Society activity.) It's a LOT harder than I thought it would be. I don't want to fictionalize anything, but I also have very little info to go from. I'm going to have to do some research.
- It's payday! Yay!
- This baby might get to choose her own name. Her dad and I can't find one we both love!
- I read a book last week in hopes of being able to discuss it at a book review with other women from church. But it turns out the book isn't one I feel comfortable recommending in a church setting. That's what I get for trying to look smart I guess. (It was Pillars of Earth by Ken Follet, if you've read it. It was good, but was more explicit than I expected.)
- I woke up with a sore throat this morning. NOT excited about that.
- I got a coupon for $10 off any purchase of $10 or more at Kohl's the other day. So I went to Kohl's and got 2 little girl's shirts on clearance and a 3-piece layette set for $3.80!!! I heart bargain shopping.
- I'm TOTALLY bummed that ABC is canceling Eastwick! (doesn't canceling have 2 L's?) And I'm kind of surprised, because I know quite a few people who watch it. I wonder if DVRs throw off veiwership numbers. I also feel bad because I almost always watched it on Hulu. Do they not look at those numbers, either? In any case......totally bummed.
- Spiderman L O V E S RockBand. We have some friends who own it and he loves to go to their house and play it. (As do I!) He can actually do pretty well on the drums, and knows a lot of songs. He and I like to sing "Bring me to life." This morning when I asked him to go make sure Superman was awake, he started singing, "Wake me up inside! I can't wake up!" And the last time we played we sang "Linger," so all week I've heard, "Do you have to? Do you have to? Do you have to let it linger? I've got something wrapped on my finger uh ah oh uh ah oh....." It's hilarious.
A few people I know are doing some giveaways right now.
And because I'd like a better shot at winning either of these prizes, I'm passing along the info to y'all.
Annette is giving away this fantastic footrest. I need it because (1) I spend way too much time at the computer, (2) I am short and it's not comfortable to have my feet on the floor, and (3) my glider does not have an ottoman. So in a few months when I'm sitting in that chair all the time, I'm gonna need something to prop my feet up on.
Which reminds me of some fun holiday traditions I want to tell you about.
But that's a post for another day.
Ashley's got some HOT handmade jewelry that I love. Well, it's not actually hers, it's from someone's etsy shop, but she's still giving some away. And I love jewelry. Earrings in particular. I can't leave the house without earrings. Seriously. (Is that weird?) And these are really cute.
Lastly, the famous Sue (the navel-gazing one) is trying to get the word out about a winter clothing drive she's doing for refugees who have recently relocated to SLC. People from Africa and Asia who've never even heard of snow, let along lived through a Wasatch winter. If you can donate a new coat for a kid, she's got an address and everything on her blog.
You should go read some Sue, even if you don't plan on donating a coat. She's so stinkin' funny and kind of a big deal around here.
For part of our ward Christmas party, we are having a talent show. And I'm not sure what to do. At the risk of sounding.......whiny, I don't want to do something that's obvious -- namely, singing or playing the piano. The ward already knows I do both. I'd rather do something funny.
About4 years ago, our old ward had a talent show where a few friends and I put a number together. We did a lip-synch to "If you wanna be happy," by Jimmy Soul. (# 84 on my playlist over there -->) If you don't know it, it's on the "My Best Friend's Wedding" soundtrack, and the main lyrics are:
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life, Never make a pretty woman your wife. So from my personal point of view, Get an ugly girl to marry you.
We wore big, frumpy clothes padded with pillows. We did really crazy makeup with bad hairdos. Then we danced all crazy-like around the stage, doing little bits of choreography. (I actually got the idea from a friend who did the same thing to "Matchmaker, matchmaker" for a college ward talent show.)
It was hilarious!!! I want to do it again, but Superman's not a fan of the idea. I was trying to think of women in the ward who would be willing to do it with me, and couldn't come up with very many. I thought of one girl, then realized her husband would probably do it, too. He has no problem making a fool of himself. Then I thought it would be even more hilarious if our husbands did it with us, since the song is from a guy's perspective. We could make them look fat and funny, and it could be really great.
But Superman is NOT fan of the idea!! I can't convince him to do it. Honestly, I haven't even talked to the other couple, either, so I don't know for sure that they'd be willing to do it.
So.......what do you guys think? Funny, or just making a fool of myself? Can you think of another fun parody-type song? Or another funny talent? Do you participate in ward talent shows? What are some interesting/funny things you've seen done?
In response to Superman's mildly-inappropriate post about the hottest Disney princess, I've decided to share my thoughts on the Disney princes.
First of all, this guy isn't even a prince. He's not even rich.And honestly, liars and wannabe pedophiles have never really been my cup of tea. John Smith definitely at the bottom of my totem pole. I think I saw his picture here.
Ah, Prince Charming #1. What do we know about this man? Not much. Not even his real name. He serenades squeaky-voiced wash maids and kisses random women while they're sleeping. He'd better watch out -- Ross did that once and ended up kissing his sister. It's just not a good idea, my friend.
And seriously? Simba? The hottest part about Simba is Jonathan Taylor Thomas. (You know you had a crush on him.) It's definitely not the Matthew Broderick aspect. (I think I just threw up a bit it my mouth.) Not to mention the fact that Simba has serious confidence issues for most of the movie. And we all know that confidence is one of the hottest things about a guy.
Now, here's a man not lacking in confidence. Not only Li-Shang exceptionally confident with a golden-boy voice, but he's shirtless for half the movie! And that man is built. I wouldn't mind defeating some of his honey buns!
Prince Charming #2. What can I even say about the guy? He didn't want to get married, sees some hot chick while he's dancing with someone else, and is immediately in love with her? Riiiiight. I'm pretty sure "So this is love" was originally "So this is lust," but old Walt wasn't terribly fond of that and made the song-writers change it. I mean, what kind of guy is in love with a girl and doesn't know her name? What did they talk about? The fact that they both knew the same song and could harmonize? I suppose the guy's attractive, but he seems kinda dumb to me.
Now, if we were only talking about fairy tales, and not Disney movies specifically, my opinion would be entirely different. Dougray Scott's Prince Henry in Ever After would be the clear winner in my book. I L O V E D that movie when it came out. Still love it. And I'm not a Drew Barrymore fan. But that movie makes the Cinderella story a completely believeable one. Not to mention the hilarious wailing Spanish princess.
But I digress.
The point is, Cinderella's prince also falls short.
The Beast is a difficult one for me. Am I supposed to look past his gruff and exceptionally hairy exterior like Belle did? I'm just not sure I can do that. It's true that women aren't physiologically stimulated by outward appearance, but it sure doesn't hurt to have a man you like to look at. And even when love transforms him back into a human......... uhh, he's gross. I've honestly always thought the human beast was intensely unattractive.
This one's for you, Aubrey. I really tried to like him. It was while watching Anastasia that Superman and I held hands for the first time, so I have a special place in my heart for the movie. But while Dimiti is attractive, he's just a con-artist. He finds some girl who looks like the lost princess and teaches her how to be a princess for a cut of the crown jewels. Sorry, Aubrey, but this Commie ain't the hottest.
Prince Ali. We're getting a little warmer here. Aladdin's got the tall, dark and handsome thing going for him, but once again, not a real prince. And I don't care if he's a diamond in the rough, I just want diamonds. Some of my best friends are diamonds. And now that the Genie's free, he's just the loser friend that won't get a job, sleeping on your couch.
Eric is nice but he looks kinda hairy and slobbery to me. "Kiss the Girl" almost makes up for it, but he was just too slow making his move.
Zero to hero, this buff dude has got quite a bit going for him. Son of the king of the gods, strong as an immortal, and he's even an action figure! You all know what I sucker I am for a guy like that. HE'S AN ACTION FIGURE. Of course I'm talking the pre-Meg Herc, because I'm sure the post-Meg Herc has herpes.
And so without further ado, I give you my winner:
Prince Phillip is the ultimate for me. He was drawn in not by Briar Rose's looks, but by her voice. (Of course, the looks didn't hurt.) Then he begins to sing and dance with her throughout the forest...........oh I SWOON!!! They take a leisurely and romantic stroll through the woods, and when Phillip leads her to the lookout point, he doesn't even try to kiss her!! The ultimate gentleman.
By this point he's so in love that he's willing to embrace the spirit of the 14th century and go against his pre-arranged marriage to wed a peasant girl. Forget his father's plans -- he's a man who knows what he wants. And when the going gets tough, did this tough guy get going? NO!! He breaks out of jail, and rides through rainbows to fight a dragon for his woman. Did you hear me? He fought a dragon. How many overweight fantasy football dead-end job husbands fight dragons? HE FIGHTS DRAGONS. DRAGONS. And evil twisting thorn branches. Then delivers the most perfect kiss EVER to the most doll-like looking princess EVER then dances into the clouds.........
Talk about sweeping a girl off her feet. I swoon again.
So there you have it, ladies. My pick for ultimate prince is Phillip, but who's yours?
I'm hilarious. Its a common known fact among all my friends and the masses of people who have heard of me. With that in mind, I feel I must follow up the princess post with a discussion of the princesses that were forgotten in the previous post.
There are ranks of lesser known princesses -- the Junior Varsity of cartoon women.
Oww! I wish I could say all Gypsy girls are like Esmeralda, but usually they are fat and with a mustache and bad temper. But we'll forget all that because it's fantasy. If there is a girl dirtier than Meg it's Es. I heard her crabs were tested and they have herpes. I mean check the picture...thats a pole.
Though there is someone out there for the two of them. I hear Bret Michaels is still looking for an STD partner, this time on a bus. Good luck with your new reality show career, girl, and don't forget your pole. If you're on VH1 you'll need it.
Jane, the girl who could tame the wild man. She looks pretty nice huh, and the ability to understand and respond only to grunts and gestures I find a very desirable quality in a wife. However, as with Cinderella the real test of a babe is how she looks with being done up...
The picture speaks for itself... stringy hair, 12-year-old boyish figure. Hot, and by that I mean the opposite... she's gross.
In the words of Garth, "FOXY, FOXY lady"
That clip includes some free advice on women at no extra charge. If you hurl and she comes back...
While Julia Roberts doesn't really do it for me, this little pixie can sprinkle her dust on me anytime. Bright eyes, nice curves and she can't talk. Oh what I wouldn't give to have a women that couldn't talk. Man, if only. But talk ABOUT DRAMA. She has more jealousy and revenge than an episode of Grey's Anatomy.
So the winner of the JV hotties is...
I bet you forgot all about her, didn't you? I make it a point to forget about the Atlantis movie every day. Marty McFly should go back in time and stop himself from being in this movie. It's one of those things the world would be better if it just didn't happen -- like disco or Tom Bergeron. The one shinning light of this movie is the hottie with great eyes and magical powers.
Who am I kidding. Of course Esmerelda wins. She has a pole.
p.s. Today, Wonder Woman's grateful for a husband who makes her laugh everyday.
Yesterday morning, Spiderman crawled into bed and cuddled up to me. (It's something he never does, so I rather enjoyed it.) I decided to tell him about the day he was born. I told him about going to the doctor and the doctor saying my tunny was pretty big and it was time to get that baby out. He giggled. I told him about going to the hospital and having all kinds of things put in and on my to help get that baby out. I told him that it hurt, and it took kind of a long time. (I still can't believe they let me be induced without an epidural.) But when it was time to push him out, he came pretty fast.
"Push me OUT?!" he asked, flabbergasted.
"Yeah! I had to push you out of my tummy. Kind of like poop," I replied, not really thinking before I spoke. (It was really early!) (And I have a bad habit of not thinking before I speak. anyway.)
"Like poooOOOP?! Babies aren't poop!" he giggled.
"Yes......You're right. Babies aren't poop." Then realizing I'd better get on with it, I said, "So I pushed you out of my tummy and then I got to hold you and you were the cutest baby ever."
He took a moment to think about that then asked, "Can I open my presents now?"
I love my five-year-old.
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I can't believe I've been doing this mom-thing for five years now. I mean, that's longer than high school! But it's something I always knew I'd do, and that I looked forward to. With a brother 10 years younger than me, I grew up taking care of a little kid. I always loved babysitting. I've never been scared of babies, and have always got along really well with little kids.
I really love being a mom. I love making my kids laugh. And cuddling up with them. And teaching them all the little things they need to know. (Now if only I could love being a housekeeper just as much!!!) There are times when I'm completely infatuated with my kids. They get along great and it's much more common to hear them laughing and playing together than fighting. I love hearing all the funny things they say and songs they make up. I love the way they want to feel the baby move and talk about their little sister. I love the sheer volume of their imaginations. I love the spontaneous "I love you's!" and hugs I get. I love that they are the ultimate "little boys."
I don't love that I don't have a camera right now to remember Spiderman on his birthday. It's in the works for Christmas (thank you, refinancing!) but until then, we've got camera phones. And of course the Hulk had to be in on the picture-taking action.
Happy Birthday, Spiderman. You are my favorite five-year-old.
My current soup pot is on its last legs. I need one teflon-free.
I have one apron, and it is so sad. Old, ugly, dirty.....I need a cute new one.
Along with a name, this baby's gonna need clothes!
And accessories!!! GAH! I am so excited!!
My current soup pot is on its last legs. I need one teflon-free.
I have one apron, and it is so sad. Old, ugly, dirty.....I need a cute new one.
Along with a name, this baby's gonna need clothes!
And accessories!!! GAH! I am so excited!!
