HA so there - I'm not the only parent who jokes about selling my kids on E-bay.... I keep telling them they better smarten up because, hey - I have a seller account and some pretty darn cute pictures. Plus now that Mr. Stinkey is finally potty trained day and night, it's a much easier sell.
Of course I've never gone as far as the German couple in the CNN article did - placing an actual ad. I reserve my lapses in good judgement for more benign things, like letting my son run free in the store (and may I take this opportunity to yet again apologize to Wal-Mart and their customers). My sell-my-kids-on-eBay endeavours at this point remain nothing more than dreams oops I mean "parental motivational tools" (yeah, that's it...) !!
5.24.2008
5.16.2008
I'm baaaaack!!!
I was back a week ago, actually. Too busy licking my "they didn't even miss Mommy" wounds to blog, ha ha.
The Boy responded to my return by nearly poking me in the face with his index finger:
"Look at my finnn-go, Mommy! I have owie!!" (No hugs, no "Mommy!! Mommy!!! Yay!!! You're back!!! I love you!! You're the best!!!")
Nope.
The Girl, meanwhile, sat beside me, endured my hug, and started to cry. I finally pried out of her that the tears were because now that I was back, her grandparents would be returning to their house.
I console myself with the idea that their lack of joy upon my return was because they have been raised in a stable and secure environment, and they have inner peace (Sounds good, doesn't it!!).
We'll just go with that ;-)
The Boy responded to my return by nearly poking me in the face with his index finger:
"Look at my finnn-go, Mommy! I have owie!!" (No hugs, no "Mommy!! Mommy!!! Yay!!! You're back!!! I love you!! You're the best!!!")
Nope.
The Girl, meanwhile, sat beside me, endured my hug, and started to cry. I finally pried out of her that the tears were because now that I was back, her grandparents would be returning to their house.
I console myself with the idea that their lack of joy upon my return was because they have been raised in a stable and secure environment, and they have inner peace (Sounds good, doesn't it!!).
We'll just go with that ;-)
5.03.2008
Vacationing Without Kids
We leave on Sunday for an out of town family wedding, and we're leaving the kids with my husband's parents. To say we're stressed about being away from them is an understatement! We'll only be gone four days, but that's long enough.
Everyone I've talked to has assured me it'll be fine. I'm going to do my very best to not blog daily about how much I miss them ;-) Maybe they'll miss me enough that when I return, they'll be so happy to see me that they'll actually eat the broccoli that I serve!! No? Hey, I can dream...
Everyone I've talked to has assured me it'll be fine. I'm going to do my very best to not blog daily about how much I miss them ;-) Maybe they'll miss me enough that when I return, they'll be so happy to see me that they'll actually eat the broccoli that I serve!! No? Hey, I can dream...
5.01.2008
How Big Is He
Me: "Buuuddy!!! Hey Mister!!!"
The Boy: "What?"
Me again: "Whatchya doin'?"
Silence.
"Joseph!!"
"Nuuuffiiing...."
This is never a good sign, and requires immediate investigation. In this case, he had a spray bottle (filled with water) and was "washing" things. I can only hope he has the same interests when he's old enough to know what's actually dirty.
Speaking of mess, this morning I was washing the latest off his hands (finger paint) and it occurred to me that he could reach the stream of water without standing on his toes. When did that happen?
He finally outweighs his sister, which did not go over well because she's been desperate to move into a booster seat since Kindergarten began in September. She now weighs 37 1/2 pounds, and he's at 39.
("I'll always be older than him, though, right Mommy?")
I can't believe that in just 60 days he'll be four. FOUR!
Aw, now he's turned on the water to the bathtub... that's never good either. Gotta run!!
The Boy: "What?"
Me again: "Whatchya doin'?"
Silence.
"Joseph!!"
"Nuuuffiiing...."
This is never a good sign, and requires immediate investigation. In this case, he had a spray bottle (filled with water) and was "washing" things. I can only hope he has the same interests when he's old enough to know what's actually dirty.
Speaking of mess, this morning I was washing the latest off his hands (finger paint) and it occurred to me that he could reach the stream of water without standing on his toes. When did that happen?
He finally outweighs his sister, which did not go over well because she's been desperate to move into a booster seat since Kindergarten began in September. She now weighs 37 1/2 pounds, and he's at 39.
("I'll always be older than him, though, right Mommy?")
I can't believe that in just 60 days he'll be four. FOUR!
Aw, now he's turned on the water to the bathtub... that's never good either. Gotta run!!
4.30.2008
Yet Another Use For Duct Tape
Curing warts!!! Oh my goodness I had no idea.
My daughter has a big one on her foot. At first I thought it was a blister... I even tried to lance it (poor kid) with the aid of some hydrogen peroxide and a very clean needle, but in spite of the fact that it appeared to have a symmetrical fluid filled centre, nothing drained. Confused and annoyed, I took her to our Doc, who told me that duct tape would more than likely do the trick.
Reeeally??? Ohhhhkay.
Then a friend and fellow Mom said "oh yeah, uh huh" when I mentioned it to her, like it was something that everyone and anyone had heard of. In my defense my husband was just as out of the loop as I was.
The nice thing, is that after the attempted lancing episode, Alyssa was thrilled with the tape idea. She even started talking about drawing pictures on it, and cutting it into fun shapes. (Apparently she's never tried to cut duct tape). Still, the creative art instructor child was far preferable to the screaming thrashing kicking one, so I tried for a heart shape wart cover. No such luck - the tape won as the scissors struggled, so she ended up with the basic stock rectangle model.
The net result is that she's tucked into bed, sound asleep, with the tape on her foot. She has swimming lessons tomorrow so we'll see how that goes. Hopefully duct tape sticks to child heels as well as it does to scissor blades...
My daughter has a big one on her foot. At first I thought it was a blister... I even tried to lance it (poor kid) with the aid of some hydrogen peroxide and a very clean needle, but in spite of the fact that it appeared to have a symmetrical fluid filled centre, nothing drained. Confused and annoyed, I took her to our Doc, who told me that duct tape would more than likely do the trick.
Reeeally??? Ohhhhkay.
Then a friend and fellow Mom said "oh yeah, uh huh" when I mentioned it to her, like it was something that everyone and anyone had heard of. In my defense my husband was just as out of the loop as I was.
The nice thing, is that after the attempted lancing episode, Alyssa was thrilled with the tape idea. She even started talking about drawing pictures on it, and cutting it into fun shapes. (Apparently she's never tried to cut duct tape). Still, the creative art instructor child was far preferable to the screaming thrashing kicking one, so I tried for a heart shape wart cover. No such luck - the tape won as the scissors struggled, so she ended up with the basic stock rectangle model.
The net result is that she's tucked into bed, sound asleep, with the tape on her foot. She has swimming lessons tomorrow so we'll see how that goes. Hopefully duct tape sticks to child heels as well as it does to scissor blades...
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