Conversations I Never Thought I'd Have (Vol 1)

Hubby: Do you know where the toilet training seat is?

Me: No the boys haven't used it for a while, why?

Hubby: I don't know, Sean just doesn't look very comfortable perched up there like a gargoyle.

And just to add to that visual... if you walk by at the wrong moment, that particular pooping position allows you to see.... uhhh... droppage?

Yup... that image is yours now... treasure it :)

Does This Still Count?

So in my last post I mentioned that I had an announcement I wanted to make. Well I still want to make that announcement even though it's not entirely valid. Ok... ready for it!?! I.... AM... ER WAS..... PREGNANT!!!!

This will be SHOCKING to the 4 people that read this, that include family and friends that have seen and met the result of this pregnancy. Regardless I am not going to let this deter me from documenting as much as I can remember from this pregnancy as possible. So here goes...

I have to say I was sooooooooo excited to find out the gender of this baby. Now I know that typically gender can be determined at around 18 weeks so when my OB gave me my paperwork and told me to call and book my ultrasound around 21, 22 weeks to give baby time to get a little bigger, I was all like, "LISTEN YOU.... wise and talented doctor. I will do just that. Thank you for your educated and insightful input." Which is not EXACTLY what I wanted to say but I figured if you should be polite to a waitress so you don't get spit in your food, you should maybe take it easy on the woman who's going to remove a person from your vajayjay. Thoughts?

Somehow I managed to wait for that day and exploited my boys' cuteness to announce our pregnancy to some family, friends and co-workers and to reveal the gender to our immediate families, in the below manner..

Scratch that... in a manner that you will NEVER be able to see as I can't figure out how to get videos from my phone to here. Just imagine my handsome little men opening little treat bags to reveal PINK cakes... and being completely unimpressed.

IT'S A GIRL <3

The Post Where I Return and Make TWO Poop References

 I still think about this little corner of the internet. Much more than you would think for someone who hasn't posted in almost 2 years. Lately I've been thinking about it a lot. Maybe because I may actually have something relatively interesting to write about, instead of post after post about how disappointed I am that the Pinterest app on my phone never works, and I am forced to bring the whole laptop to pin from the crapper.

 Maybe.

 The reason is not really important, what's important is that right in the midst of my internal 'to blog or not to blog' struggle I received a sign. Just the other day while enjoying a beautiful day out in the sun with my in-laws, my Father-in-law mentioned that he had checked this blog the other day and since I hadn't updated in so long he had deleted the bookmark on his laptop. The apparent high demand for bookmark space on his laptop has inspired me and I am back. Hopefully he's complimented by that and not extremely offended. Or if he is offended hopefully it turns into a really great story to blog about. Either way.

 So for anyone who was not forced to choose between this site and bookmarking a website on proper manure application (I'm assuming that's what he replaced me with), I hope to have lots of updates shortly including a big (to me) announcement :)

Digging for Treasure

Worried about us?

Want an update?

I just saw Sawyer pick his nose, study his findings and place them safely in his pocket.

This is my life...I'm learning to choose my battles.

Happy Kind Of Birthday Hunny

Today is my dear husband's birthday. Kind of.

I say that because he was born this day in 1981, making him 29 this year. So while today is technically the anniversary of his birth, it seems that this specific birthday's only purpose is to remind his family and friends that his youth is behind him.

Today, and in the days leading up to today my husband's life has been filled with such witty and thought provoking remarks as...

'29 eh? Next year's the BIG ONE'

'Big 3-0 next year, man! It's all down hill from there.'

'29 is really just a place holder for 30 so I'm not getting you anything.'

That last one was me, but if more of you say it to him it might actually fly. And if you're not willing to do that and insist on getting him something... can I sign your card?

So while everyone else is looking towards the saggy future, I want to take a minute to acknowledge what a great, good looking, funny and sweet, YOUNGER wife you have. And I'll still be all those things next year so I guess you're not doing too bad for yourself!

Oh yeah and your kind of the greatest husband and father EVER!! So you've got that going for you too!

HAPPY ALMOST 30TH BIRTHDAY KEV!!! 

At Least I Won't Have to Worry About Him Being a Teenage Father...

Sometimes I think back to my highschool days, when I used to sit around with my girlfriends and list off the many, MANY features our dream men should have. The top of my list then, and to this day is a sense of humour. I think back to those days and those conversations and I think... SHIT.

Here is a conversation I had earlier with my almost 3 year old son.

3 year old: 'Mommy say knock-knock'

Me: 'Knock-knock'

3YO: 'Who's there?'

(alright I'm with you kid)

Me: 'Boo'

3YO: 'Boo WHAT?'

(really?!?!?!)

Me:'Nevermind... why don't you tell me a knock-knock joke?'

3YO:'Ok... Knock-knock'

Me:'Who's there?'

3YO:'Apple'

(ahhh a classic)

Me:'Apple who'

3YO:'Woof woof I'm a puppy'

Maybe it's me? Maybe his sense of humour is just too sophisticated? But I just can not find the co-relation between that apple and the dog.

But maybe that's the joke?

Maybe... but more likely??? It's lucky he's so ridiculasly good looking.

It's My Anniversary and I'll be Snotty If I Want To

As of July 1st 2010 I have been married 4 years. I celebrated this milestone by waking up in an empty house. My husband choose that day and the one before out of all the 365 days in the year to go on a kayaking trip with his father. His logic was that, since I had to work, we wouldn't get to see each other anyway. Plus he would be home in time to take me to dinner and a movie. Sound logic, sir.

But there's one little detail you did not take into consideration.

It's our anniversary so I don't have to succumb to logic. Let the guilt trips begin.

You like apples?

My kids also choose that evening to have a sleepover at Grandma's. Which brings me back to waking up in an empty house.

I spent the entire previous evening curled up in the fetal position, baseball bat in hand, because OBVIOUSLY burglars were going to choose that night to come after my wealth of broken toys and dirty laundry (the only things I have a wealth of). When I finally realized that, that would actually be a good thing (better they pick them up then I) I was able to fall asleep.

The next morning I woke up to lots of blankets, extra pillows and room to sleep in whatever position I so desired. Which I did. Through SEVERAL snooze cycles.

Then I woke up and got ONLY myself ready, just to get in the car and drive straight to work... not 20 mins out of the way (to the sitter's)  and then to work.

So I was going to make Kevin make up for this in a big way on our next anniversary, but instead I think I'll just book him another kayaking trip.

Happy Anniversary Hunny! You look as handsome now as you did on our wedding day! You totally can't even tell you have 2 kids! <3