Baby Boy's 1st Christmas Haul

I've switched!

Ok, I got sick and tired of not being able to comment, so I have switched. So now I am half expecting to not have any comments on this blog anymore! So it's ok, don't feel bad if you can't comment, I will just be over here sulking in my corner, crying my eyes out. But don't be upset, I'll be fine. I wont jump off any cliffs, or stab myself with my butter knife or anything drastic like that. I might gouge my eyes out with a candy cane or something, but it will be ok, I'll just do one of them and I'll still be able to see. All will be fine on this end!

Ok, besides for that, we are busy busy busy over here. I have tree up, house decorated, cards sent, cookies baked, and presents wrapped. We even went down to the homeless shelter and dropped off a couple garbage bags full of clothes. Now it's just waiting for actual Christmas Day. All this work for 1 day. Good Grief! lol

Crazy Boy got his first pair of big boy underwear the other day! I must say he makes Lightning McQueen look pretty spiffy! Today I told him if he pees on Lightning McQueen that all of Radiator Springs will come and hunt him down. He says "No poopoo on Lightning McQueen?" and I say "That's right, you can't crap on Lightning McQueen, that would make him upset, and then Mama will have to clean it up, and Mama doesn't like to clean up crap off the floor!" He says "Me peepee in the potty?" and I say "Yes, yes, yes, that's right, you go peepee in the big potty, not in your drawers!" and he says "No mama, me no peepee in the potty!" and then proceeds to run away. I hope those damn cars haunt him in his dreams!! I think I will be cleaning this kid's ass till he's 20!

Baby Boy is a low crawling fool. That's right, he prefers to keep his belly low to the floor when moving. He says "screw all you babies that get up on your knees and hands, I am gonna let this belly slide." So that is what he is doing. I am happy he isn't just a slug laying there anymore, he is now mobile. But dammit, now I have to keep a watchful eye out because he likes to go under the tree and grab the branches. I can just see the stupid thing falling down on him. That would really suck!

Girly is still dealing with the Santa thing. I keep catching her trying to look around my bedroom for the presents. What a sneak. She is still asking things like "So you guys lied to me the whole time?" She's trying to make us feel guilty is what she is doing. Damn she is good. I finally got so sick of the questions the other night that I just said "Yes, Girly, we lied to you. And you know what? We will still lie to you. Well about certain things anyways. And yes, as parents that is our right. " and she proceeds to say "Uh well lying is wrong, it's a sin!" And I just say "For parents it's not!!! So shut up and go to bed!"

I'm Good!!

Just so you all know...

I have been reading everyone's blogs, but some of them wont let me comment. I try over and over again, but it says it cannot log into my account. It is the blogs that have the google/blogger acct. logins. I don't know if that is the new beta blogs or what, but it's really pissen me off!! LOL So just to let you all know, I am reading and trying to comment, but blogger is being a bitch!

Visit with Santa

I am good!

Today has proven to be quite productive. I got some good pictures of the kids next to the tree, and Girly and I baked and baked and baked some more! We started at 9:30 this morning and just now finished at 2:00. Geesh. We made 4 different kinds of cookies. Chocolate chip, chocolate chip orange shortbread, chocolate cherry cordial cookies, and toffee crisps. And I SWEAR, I only ate 2. Now the kids... that's a different story LOL. And surprisingly they all turned out good. So now we are going to make rock candy tomorrow, and get some yummy packages out to the families. I really don't need all these treats sitting around my house! LOL

So I leave you with cookies!

The Secret is Out!

Well, I knew eventually Girly would find out, but I still wasn't prepared for the questions. Tonight she was watching a show on t.v. and it was about the toothfairy and how there really wasn't one. After the show, she came up and asked me straight out if the Toothfairy was real. Yikes. Hmmmm, how do I answer this. "Go ask your dad!" Yep, that's what came out. She then went to Daddy and he avoided the question at all costs. "What were you watching?", "What station was it on?" "Who were the characters?" etc, etc. She huffed and puffed and came back at me. "Mom, so is it true or not? Is the Toothfairy real, or do the parents put the money under the pillow?" Crap. By the look on my face, she knew. "So You really are the Toothfairy?. You and Daddy put the money under my pillow??" Shit. How do I say it? Shit, Shit, Shit. After a minute or two of contemplating how to say it, I finally came straight out and said "Yes, that's right, there really isn't a Toothfairy." She then shot back, "So does that mean Santa isn't real too?" Shit, Shit, Shit again. No avoiding her now. She was on to us. "Yes, honey, that is also true." Her response was a spew of questions, and words we could barely understand. "So You and Daddy are Santa? You and Daddy put the presents under the tree? It was you guys that took bites out of the cookies on Christmas Eve? Where did all my Christmas letters go if you didn't send them really to Santa? Where are all my teeth? Why did you lie to me? Why do all the Christmas songs sing about Santa if he isn't real?" and so on and so on. We tried to tell her about our experiences with finding out about Santa, and how it happened. We tried to explain to her that it's a part of growing older. It's a tradition. It's something that we do because it is fun and how she now has to keep it a secret so her brother's can have fun with Christmas and Santa. Man, it was rough. Especially since she cried and cried. I don't ever recall taking it so badly, but I remember being disappointed. I also tried to reassure her that Christmas isn't just about Santa. That we are celebrating the birth of Jesus. That Christmas isn't just about presents. It's about family and traditions, and joy and fun. But damnitt it all, it still sucks. Now we really have to watch our backs on Christmas Eve, cause I have a feeling she's gonna stay up as long as possible just to see for herself that we really do bring out the presents. And I also have to find a better hiding spot for them because I opened my big mouth and told her about how Aunty Beth and I use to go snooping for our presents in Grammy's closets. I am SO stupid!!! LOL

Thanksgiving Vacation Recap

Wow, we are finally home. I can say I am glad to be back in my own home, in my own bed, but I can also say I loved being home close to all my family. We had a blast! We stayed for 2 weeks and it went non-stop. The first 5 days were at my family's house, then the following 5 days were at Chris' family's place up North, then we spent the remaining couple days back at my family's house again. I can't say we did allot of partying. Like Beth mentioned, the night before T-day we all went out and had soooo much fun. But after that, it was kind of lounging around, hanging out with family and catching up. We saw so many people that we haven't seen in a while, and also encountered our long awaited snow storm. Not just a small snow storm. This was a massive white out. And as our luck would have it, it was as we were driving back down from the U.P. Whoever has seen the Mackinaw Bridge would know that you can see it from miles away. We couldn't even see it while we were on it. No kidding. It was that bad. We couldn't see the huge towers until we were underneath them. It took us almost 14 hours to get home when usually it only takes about 10. Nuts. While we were up North, we also got our tattoos. I have been waiting a while to get Baby Boy's name tattooed on me along with Girly's and Crazy's. I would show you the pic, but then it would be pointless not to use their real names wouldn't it?? LOL Here are a few pics of our lovely vaca home!
Beth and I having a couple drinks

A little dark, but here is one of our family pictures!

Here's the white-out!

Hubs getting his tattoo. He is now and forever marked as married!! (He got a tattoo of a ring on his finger!! lol)

Catching snowflakes

Girly and Crazy Boy in the snow. This was Crazy's first snowfall!

Baby Boy's first snowfall too!

Crazy Boy and Cousin Gracie

Baby Boy's first Thanksgiving. He loved the mashed potatoes.

Home Sweet Home

1 more day! That's all, and then we will be flying home to Michigan. I am soooo excited. We have a whole list of things we plan on doing while at home, but I just know half of it wont get done because of the running around and spending time with the family. I do know though, that on our way up to the U.P.(to see Hubs side of the family) we will be stopping to get some Pasties, smoked fish, salt water taffy and yummy Mackinac fudge. All the wonderful things I used to get when I was a kid going on summer vacations up to the U.P. It's the off season though, so allot of places will be closed, but just driving up there and seeing all the familiar sights and sharing them with my kids will be good enough for me. I would love to stop at the Mystery Spot, and have the kids experience that like I did, but it wont be open. Then there is Sea Shell City and The Cross in the Woods. And of course, seeing the Mighty Mac. Seeing the bridge brings back so many memories (like Hubs being a wiener, and asking the toll booth guy where the U.P. was just to be a jackass LOL). It's an awesome sight. The best thing by far though, will be seeing our families. It's a bit depressing living all the way out here in Cali. Especially in the middle of the desert. But, I guess that makes trips like these all the more special. I CAN'T WAIT!!! :)

Holy Crap

Do you know what I just realized?? My 2nd kid, aka Crazy Boy has never played in the snow before. He was born in sunny Hawaii, and then we moved from there to this rat hole called Southern California. Yah it gets cold here in the desert, but rarely does it snow. So now, we are headed to Michigan next week in the dead of winter. Not only the lower part of Michigan though, we will also be making a trip to the tippy tippy top of the U.P.. That is where 300 inches of snow is a light winter. We are gonna have so much fun. Yes, we will freeze our asses off, but at least we will have fun doing it. I will have to take lots and lots of pictures of the kids playing in the wet, cold stuff. Would it be mean of me to push Crazy head first into a 4 foot snow drift? Because everytime I think about doing such a thing, I crack up.

Happy Veterans Day

Happy Veterans Day Everyone! I can't express how much appreciation I have for all our Veterans! It makes me sad to think that before I got married, this day was just another day for me. We were just a couple teenagers doing our thing. Then hubs went to bootcamp, then we got married. The Marine Corps became our focus and our whole life. At that point Veterans Day became a day that we put out our flag, and watched old war movies (well Hubs anyways, I just can't get into The Halls of Montezuma LOL). Now that Hubs is out, and is a Veteran, it carries even more significance. He put 8 years of his life in the Corps. WE put 8 years of our lives into the Corps. And we think of all the men and women that served our country, that are still serving our country and those who made the ultimate sacrifice for our country. These are the people that put their lives on the line for us. These are the people that save the very freedom that most of us take for granted. So Thank You Hubs, and Thank you Veterans!

Okay, enough of that. Here is a picture of MY Veteran! MY Marine. Happy Birthday Marine Corps. You did more for me and my family then anyone will ever know!

I'm so Excited...And I just can't Hide it....

In a little less then 2 weeks, and we head home to Michigan! I am sooo excited! All I have been hearing is...

"Go on plane, high in sky, Papa GG???"

That is Crazy asking when we are going on a plane to Papa's and Grammy's. Stupid me told him a couple days ago that in 2 weeks we'd be going to Grammy and Papa's house and we'd be flying on a plane. Now I wish I had never opened my big mouth. We tried to explain to him that we have to wait a couple weeks. So now at the end of his question he adds..

"Two weeps??"

And now I am listening to him say "Papa GG, Papa GG, Papa GG" as he twirls in circles around the livingroom. Then I occasionally hear an "Ouch, that hurt" as he gets dizzy and runs into the furniture head first.

Ahh, that's my boy!

Happy Halloween

As said in the last post, our trick-or-treating was the night before Halloween. The kids had allot of fun and got a good amount of cavity producing crap. I couldn't believe how grown up Girly Girl looked with all that makeup on. Daddy's gonna have to get out the shotgun once she actually starts really wearing makeup and gets older.

Mama and Girly Girl

Punk Rocker Girly Girl

Crazy Dino Boy

Superbaby!

Not so exciting weekend

This weekend was even more uneventful that the last! lol

All day long on Saturday Hubs worked. I mowed, weedwacked, and picked up dog shit. Fun. Oh and we also walked around the neighborhood scoping out the garage sales. Nadda. But I did spot a couple houses up for sale that looked very nice. But probably out of our price range (which isn't hard to do here in Cali!).

Sunday was another fun filled day. Hubs washed the cars, I trimmed the hedges and the kids played outside with friends. Later on after dinner, we carved our pumpkins.

It's really hard for me to grasp the concept that this town celebrates Halloween the night before Halloween. So on the 30th is trick-or-treating and on the 31st they have what they call the Mardi Gras parade of this town. Mardi Gras? What the hell is that? Come on. The local govs say that the parade keeps kids from getting into trouble on Halloween night. Uh, don't you think they will just cause havoc the night before then? Does it really seem to do any good? No! I even heard on the radio that the local highschool marching band is contemplating not marching in the parade this year. You wanna know why? Because every year they get pelted with fresh fruit. That's right. Fresh fruit. Some town spirit huh? So instead of letting the kids go out trick-or-treating on Halloween night, they tell us to go the night before so we can stand on the side of the road on the actual Halloween night and pelt the local band kids with fruit. I bet those hell raising teens are loving that. It's their chance to get out their produce and throw it at people. This town is brain dead!

I leave you with our oh so exciting pumpkin carving fiesta from last night!

Can somebody help me PLEASSSE!

Ok, here are a few questions that I really, really, really would like answered.

1. Why is it that it takes Girly 30 minutes to make her lunch? Is it that hard to figure out which kind of chips to take, where the juice boxes are, or find the bologna?

2. And why is that when the bologna or peanut butter are starring right at her, she insists on dragging me away from my blogging duties to tell me there is none (No really she looked hard), only for me to walk over there and grab it from right under her nose?

3. Is it wrong to think of your kid as a ditz?

4. Is it really that hard to turn a light switch off?

5. Why is it that every morning I have to turn 50 million lights off when I come out into the livingroom?

6. How hard is it to put your dishes in the sink or God forbid, the empty dishwasher?

7. Why is it that every morning I have to pick up numerous drinking glasses from coffee tables or bedside tables?

8. Why do the stupid dogs insist on going out, only to turn around 2 seconds later and bark like fricken crazy to be let in? Did you even take a leak?

9. Why is it that as soon as I sell a bunch of crap from my house, I have seemed to acquire more?

10. Why can't Baby Boy sleep through the night?

11. Why can't Crazy crap on the pot?

12. Why can't Girly walk without running into something?

13. Why can't Hubs wake up to his own damn alarm?

14. Why is it that if I am just sitting around the boys will sleep for hours. But as soon as I get in the shower or start a load of laundry they are up?

15. Is it hard to remember to put on a coat in the morning before you walk out the door?

16. Why is it that Aunt Flo waited 6 damn months to show her face?

17. Why do dogs fart then look around and sniff their butts like they are wondering where the noise came from?

Weekend Recap

This weekend was quite the busy one.

First off, we finally had our garage sale on Saturday. Veeeerrry Slow! I guess since it's winter time, and not summer, not many people are out garage sailing. We only made about 55 bucks. We got rid of quite a bit of stuff, but still have to much laying around yet. I am going to be calling The Good Will, or Big Brother's Big Sister's to see if I can donate the rest of this junk. It is NOT coming back in my house!!

Then today we went to the pumpkin patch. It was allot of fun. The kids got to pick out their own pumpkins and Seth had a good time munching on his. This is his first Halloween, so it was a pretty special occasion for him to go to the pumpkin patch for the first time.

The kids having fun with all the pumpkins!

Baby Boy and his very first pumpkin

Hubs and I doing our traditional self portrait at the patch!

Ridiculous

Only a short while after reading The Kept Woman's blog about lazy, overweight kids and how it's not like it was when we were kids, I see this.




Can you believe it? A blowup fricken snow fort. What the hell? Growing up in Michigan we had numerous snowball fights and built numerous snow forts to block the incoming, massive balls of ice that hurt like hell when you get hit in the face. But to buy a blowup fort??? What kind of fun is that? Half the fun is dodging and weaving to avoid the balls being thrown while you try to put up your awesome looking snow fort. But that's not all I saw.....you'll love this.




Need I say more. A mold that makes the perfect snowball. Who the hell is to lazy to pick up some damn snow in their hand and mold it into a ball. Granted this little gadget would be quite fun if you added a little water and made a nice size ice ball to throw at your worst enemy. But come on. Pick up the snow in your gosh damn hand and make it into a ball for crying out loud.

Kids just have it to damn easy these days. Makes me wanna puke. If my kids ever live somewhere where there is snow (fingers crossed), and they ask for these items I do believe I will slap them upside the head. Then for good measure I will force them to go outside in the cold and build a damn fort. And a bucket full of snowballs. Then I will proceed to take their snowballs and throw them at their heads. Good grief. Blowup snowfort and snowball mold. What's next?

And just because I can. Here is a pic of Baby Boy finally doing his thing. That's right. He decided he wanted to sit on his chubby butt for once. Granted, after sitting for about 35 mins. he did a hard right and smacked his head on the chair, but he's fine. It's all good!

Wishing for Fall

I have Fall envy. That's right ya'll, I am sitting here reading blog after blog about the beautiful changing leaves, and the fall smell in the air. Makes me wanna puke. This west coast version of Fall sucks ass! You know what it has done here to give me the impression that it is Fall? The temp has dropped. Yah, it is now only mid 80's during the day. Great? Yes. It's not 100 anymore. But it still sucks. The trees here in the good ol' desert don't change color. Probably because we don't have any gosh damn trees. We have 1. Yes 1. It's in our back yard. But it still doesn't change color. It doesn't even lose all it's leaves till December. But then they just brown and fall off. Sickening. I want to drive down the road again and see the beautiful yellow, orange, and red leaves on the trees. I want to walk out and smell burning leaves and the chill in the air. I want to make a huge pile of leaves and let my kids jump in them. But no.. that's not possible. Although, I could make a huge pile of dirt and tell them to pretend. But then they might get bitten up by ants, spiders, or the stray snake. I think I will pass on that idea.

But in the distance I see a light. And that light is called Michigan. It is calling us.

WE WILL SEE YOU SOON, MY BELOVED MICHGAN.

(In case you didn't know, we are going home for Thanksgiving! LOL)

But you know what? As soon as we get home, Fall will already be done with. We will probably get a shitload of snow, or some sort of blizzard and then get trapped there! But that's fine by me. Snow is great! We love the snow.

Damn, now I have Snow Envy.

No News is.....

Boring. Yes. Boring. Not a darn thing going on here.

Still working on the nuk thing. Nuk is completely gone during the day, and only given at night. Although now our new problem is Crazy getting out of his bed at night and bunking with Sissy. Yes, she woke up to her alarm this morning only to find Crazy laying in bed with her. He has had this thing lately with getting up and trying to wake everyone up. I think maybe he got used to Sissy sleeping with him when Grammy was here.

And today, well Crazy is running around buck naked. Well not completely, it's to cold for that. He has a shirt on. Other then that, he is nekkid! We are going to get this kid potty trained if it kills us! I have the carpet cleaner on standby, and the potty is ready and waiting. As I speak, he has decided to show off his birthday suit by standing in the front window, waving to the neighbors. Nice! But I do have to say, he is not allowed on my furniture. He will be subjected to sitting only on the floor because I refuse to try to clean pee out of my furniture!!!

Oh and can someone answer this question for me? Can you tell me why kids enjoy sitting in their own dung all day? Why on earth would you not want to crap in the jon? Why do you insist on holding in your pee all day long when you are naked and then as soon as I put that stupid diaper back on you, you immediately take a leak? Can anyone also tell me why it was sooooo easy to train my girl, yet this boy insists on making me lose all my hair? Isn't it a well known fact that all a boy has to do is stand up and take a leak? So why is it so hard to do that? Good grief. Can anyone else sympathize with me? I think I am going to go on a complete diaper strike. It will drive me insane, but by golly, he will start crapping in the pot.

Other then that, nope. Not a damn thing. Girly has another soccer game tonight. So far they have won 1 game. But hey, they are having fun. She has been removed from position of Goalie to forward. She enjoys being able to run instead of just sitting in the goal. Now if she could just kick the ball into the other teams net instead of our own! LOL (It only happened once, but if it happens again, I'll have to kick her butt! Come on now, you all know you have done it! LOL)

Baby Boy is saying Mama, Dadda, Buba (brother) and all sorts of other gibberish we don't understand. He is the typical Mama's boy. Cries when anyone other then me is holding him, and screams the moment I leave the room. I am getting ready to start the weaning process. I would like him weaned by the time he is a year. He drinks juice from his sippy cup, but still nurses from me every other time. He loves his food. I think I will start pumping and putting into his sippy cup to get him used to the fact that he will start drinking his milk from that. The hard part will be nighttime. He gets up at least twice a night to nurse. I don't think he's even hungry. It's just his comfort thing. What a terd. He's a typical man already. Loves his boobs!

Since the beginning of time...

Or at least from the beginning of Crazy Boy's time, the beloved Nuk has played a crucial role. Here is a Nuk in Review through pictures.

Here is Crazy at 1 month old. Just getting to know Nuk.



At 8 months it was his naptime companion.



And Nuk even celebrated his 1st year of life with him.



And his 2nd.



Nuk even celebrated the holidays with him.





Nuk was there for him at the good times (watching tv with Sissy in a laundry basket).



And Nuk was there for him at the bad times (cutting teeth and barfing).



Nuk was there comforting him at the Rainforest Cafe when those bad elephants were scaring him.



And Nuk even reproduced so that Crazy Boy's baby brother could have a companion too!



And at the end...this is what the Nuk gets for all the months of fun and laughter he has provided.


In case you can't tell, the nipple is gone. I think it's time we put Nuk to rest. He lived a good long life, and put up a good long fight. But in the end, the teeth always win.

So this is for you Dear Nuk. May you rest in peace.

Once Bitten, Twice Shy

The biting has begun! He seems to think it is pretty funny! I have been expecting it for some time now, but today was the day. He now has a top tooth to go along with his two bottom teeth and MAN can he bite! The little booger gets a good laugh at my expense. I think I will invest in some metal nipples!! lol
look at those teeth!

Vegas, Showgirls and Birthdays OH MY!

We left for Vegas last Thursday and returned on Sunday. Hub's mom is in for a visit and we decided to make a mini Vegas vacation out of it. Girly Girl turned 9 over the weekend. It's crazy how time flies. She's such a big girl. As you can see with the picture, she LOVES Highschool Musical. She now plays that cd over and over and we hear nothing else but that. Thanks allot Aunty Beth!! ;) lol


Rubba, Dub, Dub, My 3 men in the tub. Yes, the boys enjoyed the jacuzzi style bathtub at the hotel.


Crazy Boy couldn't leave Vegas without getting his hands on one of those Showgirls!


Girly could be a Showgirl. Don't ya think?


And here is Baby Boy on his first boat ride at Lake Mead.