Preeeecious, my precious

January 31st, 2006

After agonizing over versatility, longevity and utility, I threw those aside and decided to go with kicking ass instead:


What? You want a piece of me? Bring it OONNNNN!

1st crush?

January 30th, 2006

As CT and I walked across the Community Center parking lot on our way to a classmate’s birthday party, we had this conversation.

Mom, I hope Lily is there.

Who is Lily? I have never heard you talk about a Lily before.

She’s new…she’s sooo cute.

Really? (Thinking to myself, oh my god is it starting already? You are only in Kindergarten, please give me more time…I’m so not ready for crushes.) What makes her so cute?

Well, she has black hair and dark eyes and brown skin.

Is she nice?

And, as we walked through the door, my question was totally ignored. There she was. Miss lovely Lily, standing right in the entrance way, she took even my breath away, a most delicate child of Asian mix, all wrapped-up in a beautiful yellow butterfly print, Chinese style, fur-trimmed dress.

And there CT stood, holding onto my leg and hiding.

Like I said I’m not ready for this and either is he. But it’s good to know he has good taste in the ladies.

Life with my 20 month old – Thursday’s Update

January 26th, 2006

7:57 am
Fell right off the top of this here stool onto his extra large cranium, with Adam and I both in arms reach!

9:05 am
Unsure what I was thinking when I set a Port Meirion bowl filled with oatmeal on his tray. I totally deserve that one.

Life with my 20 month old

January 25th, 2006

Monday, 7:21 am

Tuesday, 11:59 am

Wednesday, 9:46 am
No time for a photo. Too busy digging out the one lost piece of shattered glass that I thought I vacuumed up yesterday out of KP’s foot as he leaves a trail of blood around the house because he won’t leave a Band-Aid on his foot.

Thursday…anyone’s guess.

I so have a hard-on…

January 23rd, 2006

For my new dust buster that is mounted on the garage wall, fully devoted to cleaning only the mini-van. Whenever the kids spill, drop or throw something in the car, I can clean it up right when we pull into the garage.

Oh, it is so OCD, but I love it.

Me thinks it needs a name, thoughts?

Frozen waffle love

January 19th, 2006

After I set a plate full of waffles drenched in syrup in front of CT this morning, he looked up at me and said, “Mom, I love you infinity, up to the moon and back!”

For that, he can have frozen waffles anyday.

Chink in the armor

January 18th, 2006

Today at playgroup PJ tapped me on the shoulder a few times to tell me she saw a mouse run across the floor in the basement. I chose to think she was telling tall tales and quickly became engrossed in snacks, making sure KP didn’t throw the vase across the floor and other “mom” discussions that were going on at the time.

The woman who hosted the play group is that one individual in the group who really has it all together, or at least that is how everyone in the group feels about her. She is that woman who can happily keep hold of four kids, numerous house remodeling projects, and her job as an ER doctor. She not only is a doctor, but she chooses to do the night shift so she can be with her children and volunteer at school during the day. She will never complain, nor does she let out too much information. To boot, she is the most organized human being I have ever seen. She even makes dry erase boards look sexy.

As everyone in play group was heading for the door, PJ brought up the mouse again. I looked at our host and said, “PJ keeps saying she saw a mouse run across the floor downstairs.” The shear look of horror and panic that crossed over her face was something I couldn’t believe. Then the pacing started and the switching the baby from one arm to the next and then the rambling of how could she have forgotten to tell us about the gerbil. And in no uncertain terms, with tears in her eyes, we were told that we ladies were not allowed to leave until that rodent was found and put back in its cage by someone else other than her.

And until this day, I could have sworn she was an unbreakable rock. It’s so nice to know she too is human, even if it is only rodents.


January 17th, 2006

As I sat in a steam room dripping with moist eucalyptus saturated air, I daydreamed I was vacationing on a luscious tropical island and then my mind wandered even farther and I wondered…what would happen if I peed in here?

20 months…yesterday

January 16th, 2006

There are some moments in your life KP, that as the third child, you may find I might just forget, or I might just run out of time, or I might just run out of energy or patience or maybe I’ll just be a day late.

You may also find that all those things I just mentioned may turn into positives instead of negatives. You will and do get away with things that I would have never allowed CT or PJ to do.

How peculiar birth order is and how it molds so much more than I ever thought possible.

The past few weeks you have started calling me “mommy” (like the other kids), not mama. You have wanted to sit in PJ’s booster seat, instead of your highchair. You want to go to bed and read stories with the big kids, not by yourself. You want gum when the big kids get it. You want to watch Star Wars and Madagascar and Cinderella. You want nothing to do with baby toys and everything to do with toys well beyond your age range, especially things that are sure to kill you if you put them in your mouth.

All at once, you are becoming easier and harder to handle. You are my baby who is becoming a big boy.

I love you little big boy. Happy 20 months.


I will teach them to lie if they keep talking to me this way

January 11th, 2006

As the kids and I were driving to playgroup this morning, CT looked at my reflection in the rearview mirror and said, “Mom, you look like General Grievous.”

Wondering, I asked, “Is that a complement?”

“Aaaaahh, NO!”