The Joke

I dont really think my daughter is that funny but sometimes you cant help but laugh. Our coversation goes:
Me: come on booger lets go
Chatty: If I am a booger, than you are a nose

Now why I cracked up at that is beyond me. Maybe it was the fact that I had a fantastic Mother's Day weekend with my children. I woke up with both my kids crawling into my bed. Chatty brought me the envelope she made at school with a pin inside with her picture in it. And then she helped the Beast make me a card, before he could even get out of bed. (he also made me one at daycare w/handprints) Plus I got a jewelry holder from the kids (which my mom did an awesome job picking out) Between the swim lessons, the play and cookout I could not have asked for a better weeked.

Glitter

Sunday afternoon during the Beast's nap time. I spent it doing stuff with Chatty. Apparently me reading my book was out of the question. I opened up her makeup she recieved from her little boyfriend at school (so cute) so then I got my makeup out and i put it on her while she helped me put mine on. I put glitter on my eyes. After the whole day of being together I wipe hers off before bed and wipe mine off. Here is our conversation: Chatty: you look pretty with glitter Me: thank you Chatty: you should wear that everyday I bet boys will like it and you can get a boyfriend and we can get a house of our own. Me: okay (not even knowing what else to say)

Bouna Beef Part 2

Chatty's school had another fundraiser at Buona Beef this time around I made sure she would NOT have to wear her uniform (again). I leave work, grab the Beast and off we go. So happy we can eat at a restaurant with no melt down. Thinking my daughter would be in jeans and shirt. I wait for my parents and they pull up, I go help to get Chatty out and WTF????? Seriously?

The Vampire Bite

Most children bite, its when they are angry, frustrated, over tired, and many more reasons. I sent the Beast to daycare on Monday, I get a call at 10:30am. I need to go and pick him up. He bite 3 kids today and made one bleed. Oh, shit. I go and get him: he is happy as can be. Tuesday: another phone call: 2:10pm. He needs to be picked up again. This time he bite another kid while on top on her, holding her down. Well, now double shit. Wednesday: NO phone call :) YAY!!!!!! Thursday: he stayed home with my mom. 4 days down, one more to go. Lets pray I don't get another phone call on Friday.

Valentines Day

I come home from work with a surprise waiting for me. My daughter has planned a surprise for me. The kitchen table is moved into the family room w/a bouquet of flowers (which are not for me) a valentines table cloth and plates. Chatty tell me she is putting on a fashion show while the rest of us eat. After moving the table again, getting the Beast down off the same chair 5 times we finally sit down to eat. Chatty puts on her first dress: a pink sundress; second dress: Snow White; third dress: a red Christmas one (which is too short); fourth dress: a black witch and fifth and final dress: Belle. We all applaud and say what a wonderful job she did and vote which one was our favorite. Then she decides to play a game with her dresses. She lays them on the floor and then we close our eyes and she takes one away. We open our eyes and the pink one is missing. I call it out and my Dad goes: what pink one? So we have to play again and then again. Finally we let Reid loose and the game and fashion show ends. I think it was the best Valentine's Day surprise I ever got.

My Own Room

I live in a 3 bedroom house. 1 bedroom is my parents and me and my kids get divided into 2 rooms. Which actually doesn't work evenly. Here is why: #1) Chatty had her own room and me and Beast shared. #2) Chatty then realized she was ALONE (just in the next room) and she can't be alone #3) She started sleeping in the Beast's room and I got to sleep in her room, yet I would wake up and she would be will be since she still didn't want to completely sleep alone (yes, she would leave Beast to come in the bed w/me) makes no sense to me. Now this past weekend she has decided to hang up posters and sleep in her own room. Which now leaves me on the couch since the Beast will wake up to my alarm and I don't need him up at 530am. So last night I sleep on the couch again which is killing my back (But, I'm doing this so my kids have their own room) and I wake up TWICE and both times guess who is on the couch w/me. Seriously? WTF? Now 2 beds are empty and I get to sleep on the couch. This is just ridiculous. I need a bed to sleep in ALONE.

Daycare

Its 4:24pm. I leave work at 5, most people are frickin ecstatic to leave this place they call work and go home. I on the other hand I am afraid to leave. I'm afraid cuz I have to go pick up my son from daycare. Where I have been talked to about 5 or more times about his behavior. He bites and he hits and he scratches. I'm not exactly sure what they now mean by saying they are going to monitor him. Could they make him leave? I'm not sure and the "person in charge" did not answer my questions of what can happen. I like to know what can happen in advance so I don't walk in to daycare and they say: "bye, please don't bring him back" So now I don't even want to get him just because I am tired of being talked to. I can not talk to him about his issues since he is 18 months and usually agrees with what I say.... me: were you a good boy? the beast: "uh-huh. Which I now know is just a lie.