S Club Mama

Until now, Moose has never shown an interest in clothes - at all. He wears whatever I put him in. Monday night, he was out of clean jammies so we put him in this Elmo PJ shirt I picked up at a garage sale (sans pants) and some shorts. Fine and dandy, right? Yeah, until I realized he was sweating his butt off in it. He was IN LOVE with this shirt from the time I showed him that Elmo and Dorothy (the goldfish) were on it. Well, when I realized he'd sweat too bad in it, I had Big A take it off him so I could cut the sleeves off. For those 2 minutes, you'd have thought the world ended. But I get the shirt back on him and he's happy as a clam. The next morning, I get him out of his crib, change his diaper, and proceed to dress him. Shorts on, time for the shirt....nope, can't get him to take off "Elmo." I figure, oh Luckily for me, Moose LOVES bathtime so Elmo came off at that time and disappeared down the stairs to be washed. So until the next installment of Elmo,...

Do you ever have days where it feels like you yell at your kids all day? Today ended up being one of those days for me. Big A came home to me crying and Moose just having been done crying. I can't seem to get Moose to really listen to me. He keeps doing stuff, like messing with the computer or turning the tv on and off, that I tell him not to do and it just ticks me off so bad. And I think maybe he feels I'm not spending enough (as much?) time with him. But I don't think I interact any less with him (I mean, Squirt sleeps all day so there's not a heck of a lot of interacting with him). And...maybe this is wrong, but I feel like I'm having a hard time bonding with Squirt. I love him, I really do. I just feel like it's really really different between us than it is between Moose & I. Did anyone else feel like this with their second? I feel bad about it but I just can't help it. Sorry if I've been a Debbie Downer lately. This is sometimes the only place ...

Today I was coming home from Wal-mart and came through some road work. The 60 mph speed limit sign had the "fines doubled" sign under it. I was on my phone, going about 58 (our spedometer's off and I drive like a grandma). This cop on the other side of the road (with a grass median) whips it around. I think, "hmm maybe you can't talk on your phone here," but he speeds on past me and SPEEDS on past me (seriously, I thought he was going somewhere like a drug bust) only to slam on the brakes behind this truck in front of me who's going the speed limit for about a 1/4 mile. All of a sudden a 50 mph sign pops up on the side of the road (usually this is 60 mph the whole way) and the cop flips on his cherries to pull the truck over . How rude! Right? I mean, the truck probably takes this road like I do and doesn't realize the speed limit is about to change. That could have been me because I certainly didn't slam on my brakes to make 50 mph because I d...

As I previously posted, Big A's party was a success....although I did spill the beans (and Emma, I laughed my butt off when he told me that he had to go put on underwear, too). About 15 of our friends came and our friends, the A-team, even brought friends for Moose & Squirt (their 3 kids). We decided to take a picture (by size, not age) of our children together. So...this is the only picture I took of the night...oops. From Left: Moose, Peach, Birdie, Mr. T, and Squirt The only difference had we taken the picture by age would be that Peach & Moose would be switched around. She's about 8 months older, Birdie is 8 months younger (or so...I may not have the exact range right), and Mr. T is almost 3 months older than Squirt. It was fun trying to get the kids to all stay down right where they were. Mostly Moose & Peach were hardest to keep down. Squirt and Birdie were perfectly content to lay there. Kids are fun. Enjoy the cheesy music and video and remember that there a...

Big A's surprise party cake! First attempt at a walk with the kiddos = failed. Squirt got hungry, Moose got hungry, and then it's too hot (at least for me and my readjusting hormones). Ugh. Tomorrow it will be cooler and hopefully my timing won't suck so much. But this little one...oh boy. If that pacifier drops out of his mouth, it's like the world ends. I hate pacifiers. Oh and any ideas on how I can teach Moose that kicking is not nice? He doesn't do it to hurt, but just flails his feet when he's angry. But he ends up kicking me and I don't know how to get him to stop. I've slapped his feet, put him in time out, spanked...I don't know. I don't like spanking him and that doesn't seem to help anyway, but I don't know what to do. We've even read "Feet Are Not For Kicking." No help. And watching tv from 8:30-now hasn't helped our tv addiction. Another one of those days. I'd like to say we won't watch for the rest ...

Two of a Kind, Working on a Full House is giving away a Bumbleride stroller...not just any stroller...a double stroller (details here )! A very cool double stroller that I could win. Big A would love the adjustable handles, Moose would love the adjustable feet rest, and Big A would also love the RED color. I would love it because it would get me out of the house with BOTH kids. I'm sure Squirt will appreciate it as he's awake more, too. Go visit Two of a Kind ...enter the giveaway...and send the stroller to me. :)

Quick update: Party went so well. I spilled the beans about a half an hour before everyone showed up (which...way to be on time everyone! Seriously, about 7pm sharp most everyone arrived!). Good thing, too - Big A goes, "thanks...I better go put some underwear on." OMG. That's my husband. But he was surprised (yay) and had NO clue. He didn't even blink an eye when I came home carrying a bucket of chocolate ice cream and had "something" (the cake) wrapped in tin foil in the fridge. So cute...clueless, but cute. Moose did entertain as planned. He shared fairly well all day (we had some friends stop by once and then stay for an extended visit - not planned and not a kid he knows well, so he did his best to share but he's 2 and hasn't really ever had to share). I did put up some toys that he wasn't sharing so well in our room before everyone showed up. And Big A got some much appreciated (but completely unnecessary) gift cards (thank you SO much to e...