Monthly Archives: July 2011

So blessed.


Today was a good day. I was a little worried how it was going to go, I had an IEP meeting for Ethan’s speech at the local elementary school and I hadn’t found a sitter for him. The last time I took him to the school for one of these meetings, he was, to say the least, unpleasant.


Let me also share the “behavior observation” from that visit….

“cooperation was limited…” have you met a 3 year old before? Duh!

Alas, we made it out the door on time, snacks, juice and Leapster2 in hand and a big pep talk all the way there.

We get there and he was an angel. He played and was quiet and


Not mine, surely.

I was so proud, I asked him where he wanted to go to eat.

Target. For “Target pizza” was his matter-of-fact answer. Well, okay!


What can I say? The boy loves some Target pizza.

We get home and play, take naps and he is all around pleasant and nice. No tantrums, no whining. HE USED THE POTTY.

Oh wait, did I say no tantrums? I totally lied. He threw a 15 minute massive fit because “I’m not tired!” that ended like this…


Mm hmmm.

When Daddy got home, he wanted to go out for wing night so he took his favorite little buddy.


Followed by mama taking him for ice cream. (hey now, I can’t be one-upped by some stupid wings. I was número uno for getting him the Target pizza like 5 hours ago.)


He declared his “chocolate ice cream with gummy bears inside” the “best ice cream in the whole world, thank you Mommy for buying me dis!!!”


Don’t judge, I need points right now.

As I put him to bed, he says, “mommy sleep in my bed, for a little bit.” (um ok!!) “hold me” (nooo problem)

I said to him, “are you my boy forever?” he said, “mm hmmm and Daddy’s boy too forever”
I replied, “that makes me happy. You are the best boy in the world.”

He said, “you the best mommy in the world.” (At this moment, my heart melted.)

I thought he was asleep until 5 or so minutes later, he says, “mommy? I love you. You a good mommy. You my best friend. We go to the jump jump place tomorrow?” (bounce house)

You betcha, buddy.



Mommy sucks!!!


During summer break, I get to pretend I’m a SAHM for 2 months. Each day I try to do something fun with Ethan, if it be building a huge train track, riding bikes at the park, pool time, or going to find a new playground.

This morning, I said “what do you want to do today, Ethan? I was thinking we could go swimming.”

His response-“no. I want to go to a big castle, on a train that crosses a big bridge over water. I want to climb up in the tower and save the princess. I want to take her Target pizza.”

Me-“well, I think that might be hard to do, and it’s really hot outside, let’s just go swimming ok? Then maybe we can go get Target pizza for ourselves.”

Ethan-“Nooooooo! You a bad mommy!”


Sad faces, all around. I suck.

Cue Daddy


Potty training sucks. I mean really sucks, I know he knows what to do, he just doesn’t care. At all.

I’ve tried everything. Positive reinforcement, ignoring, negative reinforcement, everything. Candy, tattoos, praise, sad faces, dancing… I could go on and on.

The kid just doesn’t care. He goes more often than he has accidents, but FREAKS THE HELL out if I take him against his will-even when he needs to go.

Right now we are in a “mommy sucks stage” only Daddy can take him to the potty, just like only Daddy can do most things. While this provides a nice break for me, sometimes Daddy is unavailable.

Prime example-the other day, I take him to pee in a public place, against his will (no! Daddy take me! Nooooooo!) and he proceeds to scream as if I am branding him with a hot iron in the public stall.


Then he gets pissed. Literally. He grabs his penis, pulls it up to aim it at my face in the stall and half growls/half laughs and says “take me to daddy now, or I pee on your FACE”.

Cue Daddy.


A throwback…



2 years old is a trip

So my son is now 2 years old and it’s in full force. He walks, talks, screams, plays, uses the potty(sometimes) and laughs nonstop. I am loving it. I really like this age. I feel much more comfortable now with him than I did awhile back. I love the infant stage, but the constantly worried about him getting into things stage is not my cup of tea. Now he knows what is ok, not ok and asks permission for most things he is uncertain of- or at least stops if you say no. He’s a good boy. I am enjoying every bit of this age.

I like to think I was a good kid, easy going, not ornery, etc. The stories I hear about my husband are quite the same. My child, however…
not so much

I honestly don’t know where it comes from. This kid is so freakin’ funny. I am going to get so many notes/phone calls/comments on report cards from teachers because he is going to constantly be teasing or cutting up in class.
For example:
He is a back seat driver now. He also knows his colors and some of the road signs. He will yell, “mommy stop!” when he sees a stop sign. He will yell, “go faster! woo!” and “GO!”. He knows his colors, so he tells you what color the lights are:
red: “wed, mommy. STOP!”
green:”geen, mommy, GO!”
yellow: “well-wo. GO FASTER!”
But he also likes to eff with you and tell you the light is a different color. He’ll know the light is red and he’ll yell ‘geen, mommy, GO! hee hee hee’ and the like.
He thinks he is hilarious, especially if I let off the brake a second and hit it again. (Then he’ll go ‘wooo! hee hee hee’)
Guess I should just let him drive, eh?
Also, he tells jokes now too. We made a quick stop at the grocery store to pick something up for dinner and while daddy was in the store, Ethan announces that he is ‘hungee mommy!‘. I tell him that daddy is getting something in the store and that we will go home and eat dinner in a few minutes. He starts to cry and says “noooooo! I hungee now!” and I tell him that Im sorry and to please be patient. He pouts a bit, then giggles and says “mommy? I hungee. I eat a truck. hee hee hee hee hee
apparently, this is really funny stuff, ya’ll

He also thinks it is beyond hilarious to scream in a sleeping person’s face “WAKE UP! RAWR!”. To which he laughs uncontrollably and falls to the ground. It is especially hilarious now that he sleeps in a ‘big boy bed’ and gets out on his own and comes in our room at 8am on Saturday morning.
insane giggling

But it’s not so funny when you do it back to him…
“hee hee hee”

He is learning to use the potty now and doing pretty well for being 2 years 2 months old. This morning, while Hercules (the cat) is sunbathing, minding his own business, E decides to go up and pet him in the sun. Herc is a gentle (and fast) cat, so I don’t worry too much and I go back to what I am doing. Next thing you know, my child pulls his pants down, whips out his boy parts and begins to pee on the cat. All the while yelling “MOMMY! I pee on kittycat! HEE HEE HEE!”
Now I am bleeding from bathing a cat.
2 years old is fun.

Start here


I’m telling everyone to start here with this blog, because if you’re on my FB all the posts below are repeats. (I made most of the posts private, so as not to bug you with a jumbled mess.) I just wanted a safe place to keep everything I had posted on there. It’s kind of a jumbled mess before today’s post, but I wanted to keep the memories somewhere safe for Ethan to read someday when he’s older.
I really enjoyed reading all the things that I wrote about him from the day I announced my pregnancy to the day he learned to crawl, walk and talk. It was like a perfect baby book with dates and times for events.
My intention for this blog is to be about him and stuff he does and says. I hope he enjoys it when he’s older.
I love being a mommy and this boy has brought me more joy and love than I ever knew existed.

Tonight I had to give Hercules (the cat) a bath because Ethan decided to pull his pants down and pee on him. I discovered this bc he started yelling “mommy! I pee on kitty-cat! hee hee hee” OMG. September 11, 2010 at 10:19 pm

Sweetie, don’t pee on the cat.


sleeping woes…


just told Ethan to lay down and take a nap and he stuck his tongue out at her and blew a raspberry. If that wasn’t enough, when I walked away he threw a stuffed toy at me. Oh boy I’m in trouble when this kid is a teenager.

May 25, 2009 at 2:13 pm
knows a little boy that NEEDS a nap.
June 6, 2009 at 10:33 am
where did the baby that slept until 8am go? I don’t know this child that keeps getting me up at 5.
June 20, 2009 at 7:36 am