I love my boy..

My son loves me... you can see it in his smile...

In the way he hugs me...

In the way he screams in terror when I take him places where I might leave him ...

He loves me more than anything on the planet... and he especially loves bathtimes with mama!!

Before bathtime we get out our bathtoys...

See him here? Getting his bath letters ready for bath time? We like to learn our ABC's and spell out names and other fun things in the tub together...

Baby Boy is all smiles when I play with him during bathtime, he knows that this is his time to have fun and splash as much as he can before bathtime is over...

Here he is... proud as he can be that we have been learning our ABC's.. he is smiling so big, because he wrote a special message on the tub wall for his mama... he wanted me to know just how much he loved me...

Isn't he amazing??

Innocent

Would you ever expect a dog this sweet to do anything NOT innocent?

A dog who can play with my son so well shouldn't have it in her to be anything but angelic... right?

A dog who loves water and chases the hose around like its the most fun she has ever had in her life would never do anything to make mommy mad ... right?

WRONG.

Baby Boy and I got home from dinner with the In Laws and I remembered I had to pick something up from the store... So I asked the In Laws to watch Baby Boy for me while I ran to the store really quick.

As I was getting ready to go out the door, Bentley followed me to the door, I figured that since I was just heading to a drive through window, he could go with me.. so I told him "OK" and he ran out the door towards the car (in the garage).

However, after chasing him around the car three times and him failing to get INTO the car.. I told him to go inside... and took Sofie instead.

Sofie was SO excited to get to go with mamma in the cart that she ran back and forth from the from to the back seat several times. I pulled out of the drive way and told her to get up front.

As I was driving down the road she jumped back in to the back and after a minute I told her to get back up to the passenger seat... she obliged after a minute or so.

We were getting close to our destination when I smelled a foul stench in the air. I rolled the window down and said "Eeeewe Sissy! you stink! Did you fart??"

But as we pulled into the drive through I realized that the smell was not a fart smell... as I put the car into park... I looked back into the back seat... and I was horrified to find a PILE OF POOP ON THE BACK SEAT!!! Oh My Lord, I have poop in my car!!!

As we waited to be the next in line, I took out my trusty baby wipes and baggies that I keep in the car and cleaned it up as best that I could until I got home.. I was horrified that my dog had pooped in the car!

Who could have known that this precious dog:

Could turn into:

Blah.

I just had one of those weekends where nothing significant happens.... whatsoever.

It was very....

You know the feeling ? Where everything is just kinda.. "Whatever.."

Kinda like this:

Yea.. just Blah.

Dont get me wrong.. I had a GREAT time playing with Baby Boy this weekend, but when he was napping.. I was SOOOOO Bored...

What does that say about me?

Bug.

About a week ago, DH started showing signs of "allergies", coughing, itchy eyes, runny nose, etc. He kept complaining about it and I was surprised because he hadn't done anything that would have made his allergies flare up, such as, mowing the lawn. I told him that I thought he had a cold, but he told me that I Was wrong, and it was just allergies and that I didn't know what I was talking about.

Three days later... Baby Boy starts showing signs of "allergies".. coughing, red, itchy eyes, runny nose.. etc. Now, things look a little suspicious. But DH is SURE that he doesn't have a cold, just allergies.. even though his "allergies" seem to be getting better while Baby Boy is having trouble sleeping because he can't breath out of his nose.

Three days after that... *I* start showing signs of "allergies". The funny thing is... I dont HAVE allergies. At least not allergies like those that flare up every year due to grass and pollen. Thus, I must not have "allergies".. and I must have a COLD!! Just like I told DH!!

So, this is how I felt yesterday:

All I wanted was sleep and water. I didn't even care if I ate anything.. my head hurt, my nose was stuffed and I felt like poo. I just wanted someone to take care of me! Thank Goodness DH Was home and his "allergies" were gone so that he could take care of Baby Boy, whose "allergies" are almost gone as well.

Today, I am back at work, but tonite, when I get home, I will be having some of this:

Nothing cures a cold like a nice bowl of Chicken Noodle Soup!!

Yea, and DH still claims that HE never had a cold.. HE had "allergies"... Baby Boy and I are apparently the only sick ones..

Pfft.

PopEye without his Spinach

Remember when we were little and we watched Pop Eye?

We always knew that without eating his spinach, Pop Eye wouldn't have the strength to beat up Bruno and save Olive Oil!

Spinach was the force behind Pop Eyes Super POWERS!

Without it.. he was just a regular guy...

Well, my son has super powers. He probably sleeps better than most kids, and I never have any trouble putting him to bed at night or at nap times...

He is SUPER BABY!!

However... Baby Boy has his own form of Spinach....

These babies have saved me from MANY a sleepless night..

I have loved Avent pacifiers since Baby Boy was actually a Baby.


Here he is just a couple months old...




A Few months after that...

Nearing one year....

16 months or so...

and just under 2 years...

I realize that now is the time to take the pacifier AWAY completely... but I am just at a loss at how to do it..

I have had several people give me hints..

"Go cold turkey"... Yea... NO.

"Cut off the end of it and he wont want it"...

Yea, he wont want THAT one, but he cries for HOURS (literally) until I bring him one that isn't cut, and it takes another 30 minutes to get him to calm down.

"Explain to him that another baby needs the paci and then pretend to give the pacifier to another kid"...

Yea, if I could explain that to him, don't you think I would have him potty trained and making his own breakfast by now??

Come on people!!!

I am trying my best, but at some point, I have to get some sleep too!!

I am working on it.. but give us some more time..

Spinach is really hard to give up.. especially when it gives you SUPERPOWERS!!

Tubing the Salt

After 7 years of living here, my sister decided that it was high time that I take my virgin trip down the Salt River. She was also a Salt River Virgin..... Until Saturday!

Hello Salt River... Cheers to you!!

Here is my sis on her maiden voyage down the Salt... the first beer gets it started!

Of course, we couldn't go without DH, what would that say about us? He is always ready for a party!!

Our Tubes were all roped together and we were waiting for the sun.... brrrrr that first step into the water was a cold one!

Yo Ash!

Sumz and I were ready for a grand old time, hard to get a good pic together when the tubes were so large, but we made it happen!



Here COMES THE SUN!! Here's to you!!

Lindz is all smiles now that we have had a couple brews and gotten over the chills!

I'm all smiles while letting Sumz do all of the work behind me!

Do you see the wild Horses? Now that was something you dont see everyday! I loved it!

Someones havin' some fun!!

OK.. maybe MORE than just ONE someone!!

The BUS ride back was a BLAST..

My crew...

The whole GROUP.. ain't we a sight?

Talk about some cool chicas!

All the Sistas!!

Dh and I saying goodbye to a FUN day full of Laughs and good peeps!

We will DEFINITELY be doing THAT again!

Success!!

A week ago, I thought it was time to buy THIS:

Last night, we have our FIRST SUCCESS!!

Baby Boy peed in the potty for the VERY FIRST TIME!!

Mommy and Daddy couldn't have been more proud...

Congrats Baby Boy!! Your first step towards becoming an unruly teenager and telling us that we are the worst parents EVER!!!

We will never forget this moment!

What a BIG BOY!!

Family Visit!

Two years ago, my little sister was there when my son was born..

A year after that, she visited and got to know Baby Boy as a toddler...

A year after that (yesterday) she showed up as a surprise for me and woke my son up from a peaceful nap by showing up with out my knowing...

So.. here is a picture of her to get back at her.. :)

Glad to have you here, although I wish you would have told me so that I could have changed around my work schedule and asked for some time off...

"Sisters... Sisters, there were never such devoted sisters..."

Weekend Lost

Have you ever had one of those weekends go by and you can't really figure out what happened to it?
For me, this weekend was one of those.

Saturday flew by quickly, mainly because I stood by on wait for DH to get home. Spent the morning playing in the pool with Baby Boy and hanging out watching Elmo for a bit.. playing in the ball pit and what not.. and then it wa naptime for him, so I worked out...

Dinner was supposed to be at 5... but DH didn't even get home until 5:30.. and I hadn't eaten much all day, waiting for the Cheesecake Factory.. so I was starving by the time we got to the restaurant. Luckily, MIL and SFIL already had a table (and two drinks down) by the time we got there, so we could order fast.

It was a good night, DH was asleep within an hour of getting home and I fell asleep watching Friends..

Sunday was an interesting day.. and definitely not "my day"..

I got up and we walked the dogs, it was already almost too warm to take them out for a walk at 7:30 am.. but we did it anyhow!

Then I went to the gym, because we were headed to the mall after this to try and find some new work clothes for myself..

Four stores and a LOT of disappointment later, we found nothing.. I mean.. NOTHING! All of the cute clothes are not work appropriate, and the things that WERE work appropriate, they were like $100 a piece.. definitely not a price I am willing to spend for work clothes.

When I got home, I was SERIOUSLY looking forward to eating the remaining Chipotle chicken pasta that I got at the Cheesecake factory...

I opened the box.. and was disappointed to find that the stupid waiter dude handed me the wrong box... and for ME.. that is HUGE.. I ALWAYS ALWAYS look in the box JUST to make sure that the food in it is mine.. but I thought.. NAH.. this time, I will trust the waiter, because it has ALWAYS been the right food before...
Alas... this was not the case.
I had plain old spaghetti marinara... not something I am a fan of...
So, instead, I just had some leftovers from earlier in the week for lunch...
*sigh*

Not my day.

Happy Birthday Taner!

Happy
BIRTHDAY
TANER!!

Keep it real!