Really??!?! Does this sound like it will help him sleep?

Really??!?! Does this sound like it will help him sleep?


I hear the boys going wild and not settling down at all. I head down to sort them out.
Logan runs out of his bedroom when I open the door, to tell them to quiet down. Rob chases him down the hall.

I pull all of the 25 stuffed animals thrown into the little guys crib out and tuck him in then come down the hall trying to figure out why Rob and Logan never came back.

There in the TV room is Rob holding Logan, smiling, letting him stay up to watch the show Wipe Out.
You know that show where peole compete in these insane obsticles and it appears that they break parts of their bodies in each obsticals like the piston punch, Big balls and the sucker punch.

I am a little pissy thinking - do you really think this is going to be helpful in getting and out of control 3 year old to settle down? I say something to that effect too.

Rob brings him to bed and has to continuously now raise his voice to get him into his bed - wonder why?? Coming back to the TV room he says - Are you crabby again tonight? Honey? Are you in a bad mood again tonight?

I am thinking, yes you boob! Now I am!

Really men are so dumb sometimes.

So he says this to me
Logan asked what it was so I said "Ok, if I show you, then will you go to bed?"


Now it is after 9:00 pm and do you think the boys are sleeping?

I Do NOT Understand How You Can Have More..

Seriously!!! I dread errand with the boys because it is a mad dash of flinging lower shelved items, head butting glass windows and doors, jumping off steps and ledges, hiding, pushing and running from me.

Food shopping is impossible with out 15 extra items, squished bread and broken eggs.

Clothes shopping is embarrassing. The number of times I lose a child under a rack or they have found their way back to the toy section without me is ridiculous.

Going anywhere that might involved a trip to the public rest room is depressing. Inevitably I have one unlocking the door while the other has his head under the next stall over looking directly up at my neighbors business.

Dinner time is madness. One throwing food, the other dumping milk. One rubbing ranch dressing in his face and the other using chocolate milk as shampoo.

Even play time is tough. Someone always takes it too far. Coloring is going great till one decides to draw them selves a tattoo or spruce up the walls, while I am looking right at them!!! Play dough is always a good time but they both end up eating it before we are done. Buckets of beans are a hit but they spill them after 10 min. Water gets dumped, paint is used as body soap, trains become weapons, planes are meant to be launched, balls break things, books get ripped.

Oiy!!! Maybe 3 and 2 are just tough ages but I find it tough to make it sanely through till bed time.

Quitting - take 301

Seriously I teeter between being dragged down by a suffering pair of lungs that require 2 inhalers multiple times per day to being pissed off and angry at the world because it is so hard to quit smoking.

We have been back at it at least part time for just about a year now. It is way past time to be done with them. Timing is awful with all the Drinks and BBQ's but it HAS got to happen. We had our last smoke on Monday night (7/20) at about 8:30.

By 10:00 Rob was nagging me and I was snapping at him. He blamed withdrawals, I blamed his dumb ass for annoying me and sitting near me and trying to look at my boobs. (seriously that is that last thing I wanted at that moment in time)

24 hours later Rob had just gotten home from work I was tired, wanted my wild kids to go to bed and again annoyed he was getting them all fired up again!
That night we fought about time-outs, dinner being left out and who was right.

Tonight will be 48 hours and I foresee more arguments. The first 2 weeks are the worst!!!

New retail packaging for BePe Baby!

Love these adorable boxes!! Had to share with you all!

REGISTRATION IS UNDERWAY!

Registration is underway for Stroller Strides of Wilmington. These classes offer both fitness and support for new moms.

Stroller Strides offers a great combination of getting fit after the baby while enjoying the support of other moms experiencing the newness, joys and challenges of motherhood.

Stroller Strides is a fitness program that enables new moms to incorporate their baby and their stroller. In a 60-minute workout, moms improve their cardiovascular endurance, strength and flexibility. Classes are arranged according to members’ ability and needs.

Having a group of parents who are going through the same amazing and exhausting experience of living with a baby is so important. If you have a great support system, everything else, including fitness, is so much easier.

Stroller Strides of Wilmington also offers a running club, weekly playgroups and monthly mom’s nights out.

Visit StrollerStrides.net/northwilmington to sign up or contact Christina Bentley at christinabentley@strollerstrides.net.

I Hear Me a Plane!

One of my favorites from tot 1 right now.

"Tywere, Look! I hear me a plane!" Talking to his buddy at Stroller Strides, Tyler.

"No Mommy! Not that nice!" I never thought hearing that's not nice could be so cute.


Tot 2 has taken to beating on his older brother and then placing himself in a time out. Come on now! He is not ever a year and a half yet. Uh Oh here come trouble.

All About a Boogie

I am folding laundry, a chore I could really do without, and my toddler comes walking up to me with his pointer finger high in the air, staring intently at it. He gets close to me and points higher saying "Look! It's a boogie!" I could do nothing but laugh hysterically.

Here is how the conversation plays out:

Toddler Man: Look! It's a boogie!
Me: (Laughing)
Toddler Man: Mama! Look! It's a boogie
Me: I see.
Toddler Man: It's a boogie! (moving closer)
Me: That's gross.
Toddler Man: Boogie, that's gross.
Me: Yes, that is gross ewwww.
Toddler Man: Boogie gross, no want it boogie.
Me: Ok.
Toddler Man: No want it boogie gross! No want it boogie gross!
Me: (wipes it on his shirt.. laughing louder)
Toddler Man: Boogie gross! No want it boogie! That's gross!
Me: So, don't pick it.
Toddler Man: (finger back up his nose) No want it boogie! No want it!
Me: Then stop picking boogies out of your nose.
Toddler Man: Ok mama.

No time for blogging since Facebook

I have moved beyond addicted to FB. I was completely against it until I tried it. Now I can't stop checking in. How about you?

I will post more in a few. Just need to digest my week :P