Airplane chit chat

So I'm on the plane, on my way to California and start to engage in small talk with the woman next to me. Inevitably she asks, "are you going home or just visiting?"

I pause and respond, "Both".

Strange feeling...

My son pulled one over on me

This happened last Friday...

Mr. OCD called on his way home from work to say that he wanted us all to go out and see the Kung Fu Panda movie. Great! I made a quick dinner for the boys and sat them down to eat. Now it was leftovers, but something they love... chicken enchiladas. J comes in the kitchen with an empty plate after a few minutes and says "Mom, I ate it really fast cuz I love chicken enchiladas!" And that's true so I say "great job!".

But B is just refusing to eat. And he's not your typical 3 year old with the "this is yucky" comments. Oh no! My sophisticated boy is saying things like "I'm not eating this! This is garbage!" Nice. I tell him he can sit there until he eats it or Daddy gets home.

So he sits.....

And sits....

And sits.

Then I get up for 72 seconds to pee and when I come back and find him feeding the dog is dinner!!!! That's it! I tell him he is NOT going to the movie. When Daddy gets home we decide that I will take J and he will stay home with B.

So J and I have a great time. I keep looking over at him, stuffing his face with popcorn, and watching him laugh at the funny parts. It was such a great "mom" time. Then we went home...

After baths and pj's, I was talking to B and telling him how much we missed having him at the movie and if he would have just ate his dinner, and not fed it to the dog he could have went with us and had fun, blah blah blah. Then I look over at J and he's totally got tears in his eyes. I'm shocked and ask what's wrong. Here's how it goes...

J: I have to tell you something.
T: Okay, what is it?
J: I'm sooooooooo sorry that I fed the dog my dinner.

OH.
MY.
GOD.

Sex and the City

Went with a friend to see the movie last night. Yeah yeah... I don't want to hear it. I liked the show and I wanted to see it so hush up.

Anyway, the storyline was so good. I wanted to cry at a couple of points in the movie, and I had to laugh at myself about that. The only thing was that I felt like I should have worn cuter shoes... like the movie deserved that or something.

Today I turned off my heater.

Don't laugh! It's a BIG deal!

Pictures!!! (finally)

Without further ado.....

Big J with his treats on the last day of school


Giving his teacher flowers (or should I say 5 seconds after! Stupid camera delay!)


Our newest addition!


All tuckered out


My boys

Toy GPS

Why is it that I am supposed to know the exact location of every single toy in our vast inventory? Seriously, it cannot be as general as "it's in the toybox". Oh no! That would not suffice. I have to practically provide the latitude and longitude of any given toy at any given time within seconds of hearing the request! Maybe I should adopt my Mother's old saying... "well, last time I played with it, I put it away where it belongs". Ugh... I can't do that... I swore I'd never say that!

Friday was Big J's last day of school. Kind of a weird one for me. I was totally excited to see him so proud of himself, but it's so odd that I'm this "mom" with a "kid" doing the things I remember my mom doing (or wishing my mom would do).

Anyway... I made treats for his class. I wanted to do something that was pretty simple (no need to kill myself over it, right?) but sort of special. So I made rice krispy treats, then topped with sprinkles, and used decorating frosting to write each child's name on their own treat. Then I got flowers for the teacher and the teacher's helper.

J was just beaming when he walked into his class carrying two bouquets of flowers and me in tow with platters of treats. I just loved seeing him so happy. I have to charge my camera batteries. So very soon I'll load some pics from Friday as well as finally get some up of our new puppy.