Kid for Rent

Smasher is being a MONSTER this evening! He was great all the rest of the day though. Maybe he's just super tired. I don't know, but it needs to end. NOW!

It's been a busy day around here. There is a six-feet deep trench that stretches the entire length of my front yard and driveway. Or there was until they hastily tried to fill it in so I could at least get over to the car parked across the street without having to drag Smash (who I have to carry for fear he'll run in to the trench) and a car seat down to my neighbors drive way to cross the street and walk back up again. It's an inconvenience but the plumbers (it's a sewer thing) are super nice and very considerate. They even offered to help me carry the kids but it was alright. Smasher is in heaven as there has been a John Deere back-hoe in my yard all day. He thinks it's a tractor, which he's obsessed with, and even said his first sentence today (that I've heard anyway.) He said, "Look, Mama. Tractor!!!" I was impressed and very proud of my little man.

I was trying to put Smasher's new toddler bed together when BG (Shy's new name - Baby Girl, thanks to her daddy) started screaming her lungs out! She screaming, not cried, for 45 minutes straight. It was horrible! Smasher would start crying when she did and then she's chill out and Smash would mess with her causing her to cry again and then for him to cry. Again. The toddler bed is still in pieces. I finally got them chilled except that Smash is being especially cranky. Early to bed for him tonight. Assuming I get the bed put together anyway. How is it that when you get a second hand bed, all the pieces are NEVER there? Oh well, grateful for it anyways!

Oh and the screaming ensues!

Ciao

Playing the waiting game...

The Hubster and I are sitting up at the hospital waiting on the arrival of our friends baby girl. The Hubster thinks he's ready for another. I told him that when he can carry and deliver said baby, I'm ready. Just kidding. I'm sure Smasher and Shy will have another sibling at some point. All I ask is that the other two be out of diapers first. I like babies, I just don't like having them. Especially after having this last one just about ruined my life for 9 months. The passing out all the time and then not healing properly was just about more than I could bear.

This particular friend has been friends with The Hubster for a long long time and I just adore him and his wife. We spent the better part of our pregnancies being pregnant at the same time. And really there is nothing that bonds two women together faster than being pregnant together. She's going to be a great mom and he's going to be a great dad. I'm really excited for them! They're also having a little girl and since Shy and she will be so close in age, I'm hoping that they will be good friends.

So, CONGRATS GUYS!!!

A hard week

It's been a hard week. I miss Smasher. He drives me crazy most of the time when he is here, but the silence of him not being here drives me even crazier. I know that it's good for him to spend time with his dad's side of the family. It's good for everyone. But it's so hard to be away from him. I've seen several pictures of him from them past week and he seems so much older and bigger than the last time I saw him, which was over a week ago. It seems like it's been a year since I have seen him though. I have this vision in my mind of getting him back tomorrow and he's all grown up. In fact, in one picture that his Uncle Scott took of him yesterday he looks like he is four years old and has the most mischievous look on his face while he's splashing through the puddles. He likes splashing through puddles.

Oh WoW!

That's right, folks. I play World of Warcraft. Not as frequently as I'd like, but I have have two kids so it's to be expected. I've been playing, off and on, for about four years now. I'll play for a while, become bored and ultimately, cancel my monthly subscription. I usually come back to it about three-six months later. My husband and several of my friends play as well.

Well, The Hubster got a new (to him) computer. We got a new computer back in February for both of us to use but the other day he found a great deal on a 17in HP with some pretty awesome specs, so he got it. We were planning on getting another computer when his Pell Grant money came in since we are both planning on returning to school sooner rather than later. We'll I guess he already is, but I am too.

So, what am I doing right now? Loading WoW onto his new laptop. Fun stuff, huh? But it should be fun as we will both be able to play at the same time now and maybe do some dungeons together. Am I a nerd? Yes. But I embrace it.

I just started a new pali so I'm going to go play it on my computer.

And she smiles!

My daughter has the most beautiful smile in the entire world!!! Okay, so does my son, but I'm used to his, even though I still comment about how much I love his smile. But Shy's is NEW! In the last week she's started to smile and I mean really smile! She never really smiled as a newborn even we she did have gas. But I even got a little laugh out of her yesterday. The Hubster got one the day before. I was explaining to him how strange a baby's laugh sounds at first. I assured him that one day it will turn into the laugh that he loves so much from Smasher.

She was laughing at me trying to give her her pacifier. I've been extremely lucky as both of my kids never really seemed to take to the pacifier. Shy will spit it out after about five minutes and so did Smash. I have a strict no pacifier policy after three months anyway. I just don't like them and don't want to have to break my kids of them. So, Shy has one more month to spit them out and then they're all going in the trash!

The weekend should be fun. I kind of wish I was staying in town, but alas, we're going to Muskogee to visit The Hubster's dad. Smash is going to my grandparent's yet again, but they're going to meet up with Smasher's Apple and he'll spend the week with her and his aunt. The Smash Dad will pick him up and then I'll finally get him back next Sunday. I think I may go crazy without my little crazy guy running around here but I know he'll have a good time. It will give me some time to get some serious house stuff done. Like painting. But the next July 4th, he is all mine!

Well, everyone have a safe and fun holiday weekend! Remember while you're at that cookout or drinking at the lake, that men and women have died for the freedom's that we enjoy so appreciate it!

Boys will be boys

I'm afraid people are going to start thinking I abuse my son. Last night he hit a concrete floor, face first and rather hard. He had a busted up lip and a bloody nose. He seems to fine this morning. The swelling in his lip has gone down quite a bit and he seems a little clingy still but not too bad. The clingyness could be because he has what I think is his final tooth coming in. He's only 18 months old. This can't possibly be it, but it appears so.

I have no idea why, but he plays HARD. He runs at full speed and is afraid of nothing. He's always falling and scraping knees or palms. He sprints up and down stairs like he's six-foot tall or something. It's ridiculous. Every time he goes somewhere I worry what people are going to think. I mean, anyone that knows him, knows that he plays really hard so I shouldn't worry about them. But the ones who don't know him are the ones I worry about.

Not a lot to report. Just hanging out. Shy turned 8 weeks old today. She's great! She didn't sleep too well last night and since The Hubster had to work at 4:50 this morning, I was up to bat all night long. Oh well. It's alright. Smash actually let me sleep until almost 9:00. I was astounded!

Well, time to play!

Hush-a-bye Mountain

Well, it's been a few days since I have posted. Not really a whole lot to report.

Smasher closed out the week wonderfully after a rough start. He and I were both sick with sore throats and headaches on Wednesday. But we're both awesome now!

Shy is doing great. She's been wanting to be held all day long so I strapped on my trusty Moby wrap and carried her around in that most of the time.

Our weekend was nice. Smash was at my grandparent's house again. I swear, we only get visitation, but he loves it so much down there that I don't have the heart to say no. The Hubby, Shy and I made a trip to the city to see his mom and my aunt. It was a good trip. Short, but good.

I don't know what has gotten into Smash this week but he has behaved beyond reproach (almost). He has listened when I said no or told him that something would hurt him and just walked away from things without throwing a fit. I'm more lenient with him lately though and I think that is helping both of us. He did kick Shy yesterday though and so he got in trouble for that, but all-in-all - I give his behavior this week a 10!

Shy is starting to hold up her head now! She's growing so fast!

We've been watching "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang" lately. And the lullaby that Dick Van Dyke sings to his kids has always been one of my favorites so I finally got all the words down. I sang it to Shy the other day and she conked out pretty fast. If you haven't heard it, go find it and listen to it.

A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain

Softly blows o'er Lullaby Bay

It fills the sails of boats that are waiting,

waiting to sail all your worries away.

It isn't far to Hushabye Mountain

And your boat wait down by the key.

The winds of night so softly are sighing

Soon they will fly your troubles to sea.

So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain.

Wave goodbye to cares of the day.

And watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain

Sail far away from Lullaby Bay.

Well, a hungry kid calls so I must attend to them!