Toddler (and preschool) Rambling

Toddler Ramblings
Yesterday the boys were playing nicely and quietly in the family room as Hubby and I were sitting in the living room/toy room. All of a sudden without any yells/bellers/screams or any other noises we've come accustomed to hearing when they are playing the same thing #2 came walking past us from the family room mubeling. All we caught was Time Out and Share. He proceeded to go directly to his room flop on his bed, Get up come back out and say Play nice now. He went back to the family room and played trains with his brother. Almost gives me hope they actually do learn something.

Last night #2 was up and down from 12:00 till 4:00. There is one nice thing to having daddy's boys. He wanted NOTHING to do with me after 1:00. Meaning it was poor hubby (who came home early from work yesterday not feeling well) who got puked on at 4:00. Note the time of the puking and the time he finally went back to sleep are the same. I must remember this next time I'm feeling hurt that my boys don't want me to hold them or kiss their boo boo's away if daddy (or anyone else for that matter) is nearby.

When I was holding #2 last night, before the daddy mode set in, I was looking at how sweet he was thinking this is probably one of the last time's I'll be able to snuggle him to sleep. Had trouble not crying at that one. I need to go visit my sister and get a baby fix again I think.

Preschool Ramblings
This morning #1 was upset that #2 and Daddy (who stayed home today) were still sleeping and he wanted to wake them up. When I told him they had to sleep because Timothy's tummy and nose were sick he said " That's ok mommy, I will give his tummy a kiss and he will be ALL better"

I took #1 for a haircut this afternoon when he got off the school bus so Hubby and #1 could go back to sleep. He walked in, went right to the toys (it's a kid's place). When the lady called his name he walked right up to her and said "I want to watch veggie tales, and have spikey hair, and sit on the horse". Guess the days of it not mattering what I want have truly come.

Hubby looked at #1 today in his new "big boy" shoes (i.e. basic tennis shoes on clearance without any pictures) getting his own drink by himself and said wow he looks like a real boy. I made that realization a while ago he's not a baby or even a toddler anymore. I felt sorry for Hubby. At least for me those realizations are always bittersweet.

I'm weak, I give in!

It's only October, but it's time to turn on the heat. I tried I really did, I wanted to make November, but it just didn't happen. We turned it on a while ago, but set the thermostat at 50 in case we had a surprise cold snap at night, but today I had to turn it up to 62. I've given in slightly, but I'm hoping to hold my own and not turn it up anymore.

Guess it's time to get off my rear and get moving...Yes my house needs cleaning, but more importantly, I need to warm up.

Vacation Pics

See I promised them. Although Hubby's still hoarding one of the memory cards images on his laptop. I have a few of the drive home.

We are SO uncool

I've been hearing the buzz about Napoleon Dynamite for a while. I've seen all the shirts, figured there had to be meaning behind them, and so Hubby and I (in our always a moment too late fashion) decided to rent it this weekend. I don't get it. Neither does hubby. Sure there was a moment or two where we laughed, like seeing Deb's hairdo (that I remember proudly having), but other then that I just didn't get it. Oh well I guess once again I'm showing how uncool I am.

Happy Birthday To Me, Happy Birthday To Me

Yup it's offical I'm an adult. For some reason I always belived that 29 was the age where you finally become a real adult. Funny I really don't feel like one, but mabey it's because it's just my first 29th B-day. Ask me again next year on my 2nd 29th B-day. Honestly I doubt I'll be one of those people who keeps turning 29 year after year but I might be wrong.

So my exciting plans for the day were suppose to include bringing the boys to get their haircut. #2 is starting to look like a girl again. But he also has a touch of croup, so we stayed home and vaccumed instead. I also was able to do 1 load of laundry, dishes, plunger the toilet after #1, and the biggie, I cleared off the clutter spot on the shelf above my sink. I'm slowly trying to clear clutter from my house, one spot at a time. As soon as the boys stop fussing that they don't want to take a nap I'm going to go take mine, so I can be awake tonight as I have an exciting night out preforming as Retail extrodenaire, at the bullseye. Let's hope they at least have enough decency to put me in a good department tonight.

I guess I am an adult as I think about the ideas I gave of gifts I want and wonder what I'll get (we're having cake/presents tomarrow, since there will not be time with tonights entertainment). My list, although no longer written down, at least till now, Includes: New PJ's that actually match and are warm (think flannel, not lace), Fuzzy cushiony slippers to match said PJ's, A swifter wet jet, a new vaccum cleaner, wich is WAY outside the budget I put Hubby on. Sad when you actually start wanting appliances as gifts, and get butterflies of anticipation on which one you might get.

Well the noise from down the hall has subsided, and so it's time for me to cut short my philisophical ramblings on ageing and go take a nap.

P.S. Spell checker is for some odd reason not working so you get my work of literary art in it's fullest charm. Mis-spelled, and made up words.

It always takes longer to get home

Last weekend we ventured on an 7ish hour (driving time) trip to visit my sister in Atlanta. The trip down was great. The kiddo's did great, despite our dvd setup not working. We only made 2 stops of any length (and 1 quick potty stop for mommy) and still got there by 6:00....Even with Atlanta rush hour traffic.

The way home however was a different story. We left about the same time. The first half of the trip took about 3 1/2 hours. Right on schedule. We then decided, since we were making such good time to take a detour off the Hwy to a nearby state park and have a picnic with the boys, let them play, check out the campground for future reference, just have fun on the drive. We were there for about 2 hours and then took off for the last 3-4 hours of the trip. It took us 6. We get back on the freeway, drove for a little while and get stuck in traffic. As we are 1 mile before a rest area in the middle of a construction zone where we are topping out at 10 miles an hour I ask #1, do you need to use the potty? No.....2miles and 20 minutes later MOMMY I have to go poopy....>GREAT< We told him to try to hold and we stop as soon as we can. Half hour later we go rushing into a Walmart, but guess what no poop...ok we walk around a while to see if that will get things moving for him. Nope. So back in the car we go, another 1/2 down the road....Mommy I'm really hungry for supper. Hubby was also echoing this thought. Ok, let's pull over, we get off at the next exit as we are in the middle of no where...or so we thought, and have our choice Pizza hut or two sit down places. Pizza hut it is. Even that's a gamble after a day of driving. Kids were actually suprisingly good, and #1 finally went poopy, and off we go again. We did make that final 1 1/2 hours without a stop, #1 fell asleep and #2 watched his movies the whole way. We got home at 9:00. Had to get the kids in, and in bed for school on Tues.

We did have a really nice time in Atlanta. The highlight of the trip for the kids was riding MARTA (the public transportation system and rail train) into downtown to play in the Centenial Park sprinklers. It was put in for the olympics. The highlight of the trip for me was our trip to Ikea :-)

I promise Pictures of the trip will follow as soon as I get them all downloaded and sorted.

Ah yes, on the scale of comfort I rate on the bottom

If #2 falls down he prefers to be comforted first by Grandma or Grandpa, then by Daddy, then #1, Then the dog, and if no one else is around well I guess mommy will do.

At least this is his current attitude. Grandma and Grandpa just left after spending 2 weeks living in our driveway in their motorhome. Really the thing is nicer then our house and cost almost as much. I think #2 blames me for their leaving. It was nice having built in babysitters during that time, but it did get to be a very long two weeks.

The first week I spent in a normal battle of wills with my mother as she continually told me that I am either a) too hard on #1, or in the next second b) I'm too soft on #1, and let him get by with too much. About a week into the trip she blew up at hubby (luckily I was at work). After that she was fine. Unfortunately Hubby really doesn't handle conflict well and was shaking when I got home an hour later. However my father did tell him he did a great job of backing her into a corner and telling her things everyone else wants, but is unable too.

The only problem we had the second week was that the longer they stayed the worse #1's behavior got. I have several theory's on this, but really can't figure it out. He would throw tantrums, steal toys from #2, just be out of control in general. From the moment they left he's been almost perfect, better then normal. Any Psyc 101 groupies out there wanting to take a shot at this one? I'm usually fairly good at figuring these things out, but I can't this time.

Well while this is in fact the first post I've done in over two weeks I will warn you I won't probably be posting much in the next week as we are on our way to Atlanta to see more family over #2's long weekend from school.