Funny Stuff

So this morning driving J-Bird to school he's playing with his laptop and apparently it wasn't working like he thought it should. So I did some IT work at the stoplight and I thought I got it working but I guess not because the next thing I heard was "this laptop is driving me crazy". I almost drove off the rode I was laughing so hard. I was also thinking to myself I don't think I use that phrase very often. I kid you not before we had reach school I said another car was "driving me crazy" I guess I use it more than I thought.

Palmy is fully sitting up on his own and it's WONDERFUL!! He and J-Bird are having fun playing but I don't have worry about him moving yet. J-Bird is playing so nicely and even sharing his prized possession his Monster Trucks.

Thank you for your service!

So I'm too lazy at the moment to take a picture and post but I borrowed Zach's backpack for the weekend and it garnered a lot of attention. It's a military backpack that he took to the Middle East and it holds a lot. I didn't want to check my bag on my flight this weekend so I thought this was a great solution. Well, it wasn't a big deal on the way to Philly but coming home was another story. It really started with me breaking out into a patriotic song every time I picked it over the weekend which was a lot. Then when my friend Jami dropped me off at the airport we were laughing about how it would be funny if someone stopped me and thanked me for my service. (Let me note at this point that we had A LOT of fun on Sat. night so the stuff coming out of our mouths on Sun. morning was hilarious. ) Ok so she drops me off and I go into the airport and it's crawling with military and we all have matching backpacks. All of them are nodding at me like we're brother and sisters in arms. Airport personnel kept asking if I needed to be in the military lines. It's was hilarious and mortifying at the same time, such a fraud.

Needless to say we had a great weekend and I think Jamie was surprised to see us. It's always good to together with my friends from college, we practically grew-up together so it's always interesting to see how far we've come and how much we're still the same. We laughed more then I thought possible and we can always pick up where we left off.

Zach seemed to have things under control on the home front and I loved coming home and seeing the boys. Although my hubby was flying across the country when I got home so I feel like I haven't seem him in weeks. The boys are great, Palmy is sitting up on his own for the most part and has his 2 bottom teeth and looking more like his brother every day. J-bird is hilarious and is very in touch with his feelings. This week he told me not to be grouchy when I apparently made a grouchy face. Then he was having a meltdown the other morning and I told him I had had enough of that behavior and he stomped his feet and told me not to be frustrated. It's interesting to have your every emotion up for discussion with your 3 year old. I was looking at pictures in Facebook the other day of him and it's amazing how much he's changed in the last couple of months. He's really a little boy now and my other baby is growing fast too. They melt my heart. I was trying to tell my girlfriends over the weekend, that it's hard to imagine before you have kids how much you can love somebody. Some days my heart just feels like it could explode I love them so much. This weekend just solidified that I really am truly blessed. I have a great husband, kids, and friends. How did I get so lucky??

Boogers Back!

So I'm leaving for 2 nights this weekend and I have mixed feelings (my 1st time away from Palmy) and here's why; my boys make me laugh...hard. The episode this morning demonstrates why part of me is singing "Leaving on a Jet Plane" and part of me wants to fake an illness tomorrow. Here's how it went down:

Me: (wrestling J-Bird to get some boogies out before school) Come on Buddy, you don't want to go to school with boogies in your nose. You'll be the boogie boy.

J: Yes, I want to be boogie boy.

Me:(In a moment of parental immaturity) Fine then! Be boogie boy. Here are your boogers back!

J: EEEWWWW, no!

Me:(smiling to myself as I throw wipe away) Good, get your jacket on.

J:(realizing that mom got what she wanted, starting to cry and scream) I WANT MY BOOGERS BACK!!!!

Me:(losing smile) Are you serious? Really? You're serious?

J: (Now in full screaming mode, opening cabinet door to trashcan) I WANT THEM BACK! IN MY NOSE!!

At this point I just start laughing which happens to be a response I have a lot because really what are my other options? I laughed the hardest the other day when J. told me he really needed to go #2, I asked him several times if he already had because it smelt like it but he assured me that he didn't. So in a moment of terror because I wanted him to make it to the potty, I yank down his pants only to cause a big piece of poo to come flying out and land on my big toe. I howled I was laughing so hard because really sometimes life seems like a sitcom, a really funny one. (I just re-read that and almost deleted because it sounds more gross than funny but I'll remember it as funny so I'm keeping it :)

So back to the booger situation. My laughing usually has the opposite effect on those around me which held true this morning because it made J. scream louder and Zach shoot me a dirty look because he was the one trying to get out the door. Then Z. decided to play along and we both offered J. some of our boogers which he refused. Needless to say, I ended up wrestling a jacket on a very angry 3 year old and shooing them both out the door.

It's not to say that I'm always laughing at my kids most of the time it's with them but sometimes they are the funniest when they are trying to be serious. So that's why I'm torn about leaving this weekend, I can't imagine missing the booger episode because even though I'm trying to document it here it's was really something better experienced in person. Now that I think about it though my girlfriends are pretty funny (and rational)too maybe I will catch that flight!

This was a red letter week. We had a#2 in the potty and a tooth. Now thinking of those two things together isn't all that exciting but both were high-pitched voice inducing. Only a mom could get that pumped about these things. J-Bird is getting there with the potty training and I couldn't be happier. Palmy got his 1st tooth and I felt like it was worth covering all his cute clothes with bibs for that toothy grin. Here's the rub, they are growing up and I love/hate it at the same time. I'm excited about all the things we get to do as they grow up but time is moving very fast these days.

Speaking of moving fast I did a 10 miler this weekend and felt great. I'm looking forward to the Cherry Blossom 10 miler and the very hilly C-ville 1/2 marathon.

My brain is fried but I'm happy!

No really! When I get stressed/overwhelmed/ nervous even if it's good stuff my brain goes into overload and I get a horrible headache. Then I don't want to do anything but lay down. I know I'm a big baby. My last post was about all the things I want to do and I'm doing them or at least thinking about doing them which has sent my poor little brain into a tailspin. Honestly though, I'm really excited about all the things I'm trying to accomplish I think I may just need to relax a bit and enjoy the process.

I'll start with my kids, I adore them but raising adults is hard. I say adults because really that's what I'm trying to accomplish. I want them to first off make it into adulthood(this could be questionable in my house these days since I'm in the middle of potty training) and hopefully happy, productive, well-adjusted adults. I decided for week 2 of potty training to take the more laid-back approach because honestly I had no control anyway so why not acknowledge that and move on. We've had some successes and some failures but J-bird is becoming more his own person every day and I'm REALLY enjoying getting to know him. Palmy is my little snuggle bug, I love to cuddle him and he lets me and I appreciate that more than I'll ever be able to explain to him. With your second you know how fast it goes so being able to smush you face into those little fat rolls and smell that sweet baby smell just makes my heart swell. The hard part comes in because it's difficult to stay in the moment when you feel like you're always thinking ahead for them. My goal with my kids is to stay in the moment and enjoy them where there at now because there in no "easy" stage when it comes to raising these little adults.

My house, I go back and forth each day about how long I want to be here therefore my ideas about what I want to do with the house goes back and forth. Do I think I'm a decorator? No. But am I enjoying decorating my house? Yes. With that being said decorating blogs are taking over my life. I've gotten so many ideas it's overwhelming(i.e. the headache) but this is our 3rd home but it's the 1st I'm really made "ours" and I'm testing out my skills. Before I finish one project I see another blog and I get another idea for a different room. I just need to remember that making a house a home is a process and I just need to it one step at a time. Baby steps!

As for marking things off my "I wish I could" list, I'm enrolling in a sewing, I'm lined up with some friends for a photography class and the list is growing and shrinking at the same time. It's a good feeling!

I'm in a good spot now. I was trying to tell a friend that the other day and I don't know why it was so hard to say. It's almost feels like if I acknowledge that I'm happy (even on my bad days I'm really happy) that something bad is going to happen or that I'm bragging that my life is perfect. It's not perfect but it's good and I'm happy with that. No knocking on wood and following this up with a "but", I'll just leave it at that.

This post was all over the place, sorry it's that fried brain thing! :)

I'm Baaack!

Ok, so I love that I started this blog by saying something along the lines of I have HORRIBLE follow through and here I am writing my first post after a year + hiatus. I have no excuse except for the fact that I got pregnant and tired, then when I got some energy I decided to NEST. You would think that my house would be completely done but it's not which in a backwards way is why I'm back writing this blog. I was looking at a designing blog to get some inspiration and stumbled onto this other blog and I spent a long weekend at the computer reading this blog about a family of 5 and I was completely inspired. Not to decorate but to start this blog up (again) not for myself but to document our life for my boys. Along with no follow through I have no memory. J-Bird is at this hilarious age and he says the funniest things. Last week he said the funniest thing at school and I was so sad because I knew a day would come that I would forget what he said and why it was so funny and it made me just want to cry. Then I spent the weekend reading this family's blog and among other things I was inspired to write this. I can't go back and rehash the last year and I can only hope that I'll remember all the wonderful things that happened. Hopefully this blog will help me remember things from here on out.

So I had a baby, a precious baby boy. He's wonderful and I'm in LOVE!. He's a sweet baby although he had similar issues as his brother with reflux and suspected milk allergies so sleep was non-existant for the first couple of months. We just hit the 6 month mark and although he's still not sleeping through the night, it's getting better. He's seems very laid-back and happy. His brother seems to enjoy his presence most of the time until he starts reaching for his toys. A crawling baby will be fun.

Other then having a baby I turned the big 3-0. So this very inspiring blog I read, yes I'm referencing it a lot because it made me think. It made me think about what kind of woman, wife, and mother I want to be. I think sometimes that I'm waiting for things to happen instead of taking it into my own hands. For example, I always wanted to learn how to sew, apparently I thought that just wanting it to happen was enough. Now I'm looking into taking a sewing class. It's just an example but I feeling like sometimes I'm letting time pass me by and I'm not taking an active role in my own life. Yes I do the things I need to do to keep my house and family running but if there are things I want to do, learn, be then I need to start making it happen. Don't get me wrong, I love my life but I want to be the best ME possible. It's not going to happen with me on auto-pilot. It wasn't just "the BLOG" that spurned this revelation, my mom and I are taking an class which is a lot of fun and it's good to create something (other then kids) with my hands.

I think I'm going to wrap this post up, don't want to burn myself out! ;) It feels good to be back!

My little Reindeer!

So despite not feeling so well (list of illnesses so far this winter: cold, sinus infection, roseola, hacking cough) J. Bird decided to spread some Christmas cheer as we went to get some cough medicine (per Dr.'s orders) this morning. The parade must have had quite the effect on him as he waved to passing cars.

Then if that wasn't enough he decided to take it a bit further and spread the cheer around PetSmart.

He refused to take any of it off until I started worrying the nose was going to leave permanent marks on his face and it must have been bothering him too. He certainly spread some Christmas joy around Richmond this morning and definitely brought a smile to my face!