Tuesday, July 28, 2009

tummy overflow

Mom was fitting me with some jeans so she can have them hemmed up. She looked up at me baffled and then laughed. She wasked me why my stomach was hanging over my pants. I guess I knew that it did but I didn't think anyone else noticed. Besides, doesn't everyone's stomach hand over their pants at this age? Anyway, when a mother who very much loves you and can see no wrong sees some wrong, you know it's high time you get your arse in gear and burn it off.

Went jogging last night and this morning...it's still there. I got a new jogging partner though, Max. He is much more calm now. Gotta lose that tummy so gonna keep keeping on.

Monday, July 27, 2009

potty training progress

I was so discouraged on Friday with potty training. I think we went through 9 clothes changes and by the end of the night I was at my wits end. It seemed that Punky was taking a step backwards. He had being doing so good, although poop has always been and continues to be a challenge.

This was also the day that I had spoken with Melissa Rodriquez (yes-that fabulous photographer) who has a child about the same age as Cole. We were talking potty training and I was amazed to find that her daughter was no longer wearing diapers at night. My sister was doing that with Kani but he's gifted and surely I can't expect that from Cole, who truly doesn't mind walking around with a load in his pants. I was inspired by Melissa.

I called Will after I left Melissa's office and of course I posted it to the world on Facebook that I was tossing the diapers. Little did I know what the day had in store for me. Like I mentioned before, lots of clothes changes and some refrain on my part.

Though I was tempted to throw a diaper on him for the night and just start the following day, I took a deep breath, said a little prayer, and put him in his chones (spanish slang for underwear). He went more than 24 hours without an accident! My faith in potty training Punky was restored!

I am looking forward to another week full of itty bitty little laundry loads!

Friday, July 24, 2009

a well balanced diet

Have you seen that commercial for PediaSure? "It provides Complete, Balanced Nutrition so it helps fill the hole."
Well, Cole's diet has a lot of holes. His diet consists of cheese, milk, juice, and apple sauce. I sneak a pancake in (loaded with syrup) or an egg and he never says no to Chick Fil A nuggets (seriously, can anyone say no?). But still, I am well aware that my child, whose growth has been stunted by yours truly, needs a more,..well, balanced diet.
So I saw the commercial and thought it was genius. One a day, I think we can afford. Because hubby is not as easily convinced as I am, I thought that I would just read him the label instead of try to re-enact the commercial. He complained as we went down the aisle that we didn't need it. I, being the all-knowing mother that I am, insisted we did, and that in a minute-he too would see things from my point of view!
At $9.99 for a package of 6, it appeared that my point of view was not so well balanced after all! It was decided then that I would just have to work a little harder at providing a well balanced diet for my child. Go figure!
Six words Dear: You were right, I was wrong."

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Dear Heart,

It is my duty to inform you that our nervous system becomes overwrought when you allow yourself to feel hurt by every small thing that happens.

Stop it. Now.

Your brain

(I just had to post this. I read it in a Newsletter I get daily and I loved it loved it loved it. Had to share. In other words, it is not original!)

Friday, July 17, 2009

Take this quiz for fun!

It has been a long-running joke between Will and I that I have ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder). So I goggled it today finally and found a quiz. My results were as thebutton above states. To be exact:

"It is highly likely that you are presently suffering from adult attention deficit disorder, according to your responses on this self-report questionnaire. You should not take this as a diagnosis of any sort, or a recommendation for treatment. However, it would be advisable and likely beneficial for you to seek further diagnosis from a trained mental health professional immediately."

Imagine how boring I would be if I was able to focus. Then you'd know what I was likely to say or do and we just can't have that now can we?

I am curious what it says others have. Take the quiz and comment on this post with your results.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Wanna win a Motorcycle?

Wanna win a super duper cool motorcycle for your toddler? Check out Lana's blog at “ilovemy5kids. She is hosting a great giveaway sponsored by All Children's Furniture, who sales everything from toys to toddler beds. The winner will be getting a Step 2 Red Ride on Motorcycle.
This giveaway ends July 24, 2009 so don’t miss out on your opportunity for a chance to win a smashing cool ride."

Honey, you better get on her blog and post a comment. I want this thing!

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

"I am not your friend"

My 16 year old niece spent the night this past Saturday. That sweet little girl is not so little anymore, or sweet. She's a big girl now,...that sneaks out!

That is right! She wasn't gone more than 30 minutes before I realized and had to go get her. My friend kindly informed me that we are the adults kids sneak out from. What? I thought I had at least 10 more years before I was that person!

Well, Saturday was the day I had to tell a child I loved that "I am not your friend"....I am your aunt, I am an adult. That sounds horrible right? But it was the truth. I wasn't trying to win her love, I needed to win her respect. So after much much much thought, I told her parents.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

"mommy always comes back"

I picked up Cole from school and then we went to pick up Lala (Cole's cousin). Lala asked him if he liked school and Cole replied "Yes, mommy always comes back". I smiled all the way home, comforted by the fact that #1 Cole was happy going to school now and #2, that Cole was so secure in knowing that I would always be there.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

saying no to mommy

Cole is most definitely in his defiant stage but with some discipline we have managed to keep it under control, er manageable.

Me: "Cole, stop hitting Bailey!"

Cole: "No!"

Me: "Excuse me?"

Cole: "I don't wanna say no to Mommy."

Me: "Then stop hitting Bailey."

Cole: "ok ok ok"
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