365 project: day 5

Ok, I've already stuck with the 365 project about 3 days longer than I thought I would. Only 360 more to go! We had "family night" at preschool tonight. Adam and my mom came and I think they were glad that they aren't the one's taking her on a weekly basis. She is deciding in this photo if she is going to eat the play dough. I will leave it up to your imagination if she did or not. It was blue with glitter in it....yummm. 

365 project: day 4

Other blog worthy photos for today. Timeout.

365 project: day 3

365 project: day 2

I came home after working 12 hours to my husband barfing into an IKEA bin I had planned on returning. I think we should probably keep it and make it the official puke bucket. He's the last of us to get the flu or whatever it is (we got flu shots) and he's the hardest hit. Poor baby.

365 project: Costco baby wipes, a household staple.

365 project: day 1

friday morning breakfast





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Kaylen said her first phrases this week. They include "more milk", "hi mommy", "hi daddy" and are you ready for this one....."I KNOOOOOOW!". Shocking huh? Who would expect that to come out of her mouth. She's not bossy or anything. I won't tell you the phrase where she copied what I said in the Walmart parking lot. We will say I learned a lesson. OK, since you are dieing to know, she said "douche bag" but it was more like "dooo bag" so if she repeated it in public sometime nobody would know. I have little patience in parking lots. Especially ones full of clueless people. I'm sure that's what people say when they see me driving my minivan with my one kid. I bet they don't know that it can haul 4'x8' sheets of plywood inside.


I really dislike this time of year. There is nothing to look forward to for months but gross, cold, rainy, wet weather. Some may say "but what about Valentines day?". I say Valentines day is for 2nd graders who construct mailboxes out of cardboard and make their parents fill out 28 tear on the dotted line pre-printed cards with Big Bird and hearts all over them. OK maybe by 2nd grade Sesame Street is no longer cool but you get what I'm saying.


I let Kaylen watch TV now. Because of the weather. Not all the time but a little bit. I can't find enough things to keep her occupied and I can't spend my life driving her to indoor mall play areas. Who would do the laundry and stuff? She likes Yo Gabba Gabba, which by preschool age TV show standards is fairly tolerable. I kinda like looking at the  guy with the afro and tight orange suit do the daily "dancy dance" and they have cool guest stars like Jack Black. That way when she sees Nacho Libre one day she will say hey, I know that guy! He was on Yo Gabba Gabba! I should sign us back up for swim lessons. It's just a lot of work for 30 minutes of swimming. When I say 30 minutes I mean 15 minutes of happy swimming and 15 minutes of unhappy swimming. I will do it though if it makes winter go by faster. By the way, summer of 2011, please don't wait till July to show up. I think I might die.

The following is the result of Kaylen picking out her own outfit and better yet I think she walked around the house modeling it for about an hour. I told her there isn't a modeling agency out there that will sign her with a pacifier in her mouth. She said "I KNOOOOOW!"



nice booty



Not So Merry Christmas

I can't say how many times I heard this come out of someones mouth. "Children are what bring magic to Christmas" and "Once you have a child Christmas will be special again". I think they forgot the disclaimer: "Once you have a child, Christmas will be special again, when the child is _______ years old.(fill in appropriate age).

I knew last Christmas was going to be nothing special seeing that Kaylen was only 6 months old. The only thing she cared about was being fed and entertained constantly. She didn't even care if she sat in her own shit for hours on end. This year I was hoping for a little more. Some excitement, gift opening, spending time with family and showing off how she has grown. I was hoping everyone would get some enjoyment out of having a small child around again. Especially me.

Wrong.

Worst. Christmas. Ever. She strong armed anyone who tried to hold her. She screamed "no no" at me constantly. She stayed awake almost an entire night at the in laws, screams and cries echoed the entire laminate floored house, which meant everyone stayed awake almost an entire night. She was so cranky she almost had us convinced something was wrong with her and she needed to go to the ER. She HATED opening presents. You couldn't bribe her into opening a present. In fact I finally finished up opening her presents on December 27th. Yup. I wrapped them, I opened them.

My messy haired, sticky handed, "no no" screaming, nap denying, car ride hating, mommy stressor outer, gift non-opener, family & relative ignorer, horrible traveling, sleep deprived toddler ruined Christmas. Yes I actually said it. She ruined my Christmas. Don't get me wrong, it doesn't mean I don't love her. She gives me more joy than any one Christmas could.

Bottom line, next year there are no expectations. I will let you know when that magical age happens. I suspect with Kaylen it might be when she's moved out, grown up and had a kid of her own. Maybe then she will finally get it.

Merry Christmas. Looking forward to the new year. Maybe next Christmas I will get to eat a friggin sugar cookie in peace.

Sweet Nini, thanks for being our first. We love you and miss you. It's empty here without you.

She doesn't get the eyelashes from me. Or the blue eyes. Damn.

One and a Half

It always takes me a week or two to get the courage to try to do some semi decent photos with Kaylen. I'm not really that good at it and practicing on a toddler usually yields some not so fantastic results. It's easier to take photos of subjects that hold still, not one's that look like they are going to lunge to their death off a chair at any moment. She's not one for cooperating and most photos I take of her these days are of her walking, I mean bolting away from me. Below is the outcome...not too shabby. Adam was behind me making every obnoxious noise and silly face he could think of. She was like "whatever, let me eat this pine cone please". It lasted about 8 minutes and I took 197 photos. Phew.

Just 4 days shy of 1 1/2 years old.

Likes: Her "beebee" doll, rearranging my stuff, going "bye bye", cookies, wearing my shoes, baths, Christmas "yights", french fries, green beans, eating candle wax, eating whatever I'm eating, reading books over and over and over and over again.

Dislikes: Having her diaper changed, having her face and hands wiped, brushing her hair, brushing her teeth, getting dressed, getting undressed, putting on her own shoes, getting told "no more cookies", time-out.

Peace out big people.