Awesome

Said by the Monster Todder, "Monster Toddler awesome, momma not awesome"

Good Girl

The other day the Monster Toddler was sitting at the table playing with play dough. She loves it. We just bought it for her. Anyways, I forgot she was in the dining room and when I walked through there I turned out the lights. She was sitting there for 10 minutes just playing happily in the dark before we noticed. I felt bad and told her mommy was a dork. For the rest of the evening she kept repeating, "Momma dork, Peas good girl."

Cookie

I took the Boy to cub scouts last week. Normally it's Ken's job to do that but he wasn't feeling well. He opted to stay home with the girls which I thought would be much harder. On the drive there the Boy and I got to do some thing we don't get to do a lot of and that is talk.

There are so many times as we're driving and the girls are screaming, that he's trying to talk to me. I can't take it because I'm stressed out about needing to go where ever it is we need to go, doing what ever it is with three kids, the crying girls, and trying to keep everyone safe while driving in So Cal. I can't have a conversation on top of that and use my brain for one more thing. I have limitations (many in fact).

We talked all the way to cub scouts. He had some great ideas on how to use our new white board. At scouts I sat back and watched. He had a lot of fun. It was great being able to focus on just him. At the end they had a snack for the kids. It was a cookie with frosting. Nehemiah had me keep an eye on his snack and he walked away. He went over and asked if he could get a cookie for his mom.

It was so neat that he thought of me. It brought me so much joy that he did that for me. I loved spending that time with him.

Big Baby

I weighed the Baby yesterday using Wii fit plus. She weighs 19 lbs. Monster Boy was 20 lbs at a year old. She is 5 months! I told our doctor that the Monster Baby was fat. She disagreed and said she wasn't fat, she was luscious.

Donut Adventure

I took the Monsters out for donuts today. I had thought about taking them to the park afterward and in a perfect world I would have, but I didn't. The thought of being there with sticky donut hands and faces with all the sand at the park... the thought makes me shiver.

Monster Boy runs in ahead of us so he can decide what he wants. When the Monster Toddler sees the glass case full of donuty goodness she starts laughing and squealing with glee. She runs over and puts both hands on the glass and starts yelling, "THIS ONE! THIS ONE!"

She was pointing to a pink frosted donut. There was also an orange frosted donut and a chocolate frosted donut. I gave her a choice between the three and she excitedly yells, "CHOCOLATE!! CHOCOLATE!!" Then she starts pointing back to the pink one and again yells, "THIS ONE!". I again give her a choice which ends in her yelling chocolate once more.

We pay and I try and head out to the car but she's sitting in a chair waiting to eat her donut. I tell her we are going but she insists on eating it there. I thought about it but just really wanted to get home. I persuaded her to leave the table so we could eat donuts at home. She just had to hold the donuts on the walk out to the car. The Monster Boy had a problem with that. He thought she'd eat them and started fighting with her.

Almost the whole way home was the Monster Boy yelling at her to leave the donuts alone and her screaming back at him and trying to fend him off. I finally yelled at them to knock it off and if they didn't they wouldn't get any donuts. They stopped real quick after that.

As soon as we walked through the door they ran to the table and got out their donuts. The Boy ate his in about a second. I'm not sure he even tasted it.

Monster Toddler took a bite or two then licked all the chocolate frosting off. When it was gone she started screaming and crying, then threw the donut on the floor, devastated.

Spit

Monster Toddler has learned to spit. She loves to spit. Yesterday she was spitting and I told her that we don't spit. So she puts her hand to her mouth and says, "spit hand?"

me: "No, we don't spit on our hand"

MT: "Spit arm?" (as she puts her arm up to her mouth)

me: "No, we don't spit on our arm"

MT: "Spit Weezee Beanz (the baby)"

me: "No, we don't spit on Weezee Beanz"

MT: "Spit Momma?"

me: "No, We don't spit on Momma"

MT: "Lick Momma?"

me: "No, we don't lick Momma"

MT: "Weezee Beanz lick Momma?"

me: "Yes, Weezee Beanz licks Momma"

She smiled and started playing.

My Multi Colored Couch

I was doing dishes and helping Monster Boy with school work. Monster Toddler was playing quietly in the living room. Monster Baby was napping. I was rejoicing in the beauty of the day. It's magical when I can get things done and the kids are keeping themselves entertained. I checked on the Monster Toddler and found what was keeping her so entertained. Markers...and my couch.