As I sit to write this Kate is sleeping peacefully and Kaden is playing with his trains while lacking clothing on the lower half of his body. It truly feels like it's gonna be a good day!
I'm hosting a baby shower at my church today. It's the first time I've ever hosted something like this without help. (cooking clubs certainly don't count). I am VERY excited because it's construction themed and I'm truly feeling inspired. I just hope we have a good turnout!!
and Luke just burst in and disturbed this peaceful household. grrrr. I guess I will try this blogging thing again later.
Showing posts with label Monday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Monday. Show all posts
Monday, July 25, 2011
Monday, November 15, 2010
Boot Shopping
I took Kaden boot shopping today.
Just me, Kaden, and Kate. Oh...and that's a "me-without-my-coffee" version of me. Let's just say that's the last time we go boot shopping without a back-up adult.
Also, I didn't even KNOW that Walmart workers knew how to offer help...until today. THEY WOULDN"T STOP. I mean, seriously, Lady...my kid is running through your store and you are talking my ear off trying to convince me to buy him a $30 pair of boots? Since when did you work on commission? First. I would like to catch my kid. Second. I'm sweating like a crazy mama cuz I wore my (apparently very WARM) snowboots and a coat (Why didn't I realize boot shopping requires shorts and tennis shoes, even on the coldest of days?) Third. You realizing my kid ran off and then trying to WOO him back is only making matters worse-he thinks it's a hilarious scene. Fourth. I AM NOT PAYING $30 TO WALMART FOR BOOTS FOR A 2 YEAR OLD!!!! If I wanted to pay that much I'd go to Payless and at least get a second pair half price just to make myself feel better.
Moving On. Dear Kmart. Your store associates were slightly better. At least they tried to convince my 2 year old BOY to want a BOY pair of boots. Unfortunately, your store training needs improvement in that area. I think it may have actually convinced him that the Tinkerbell boots were the only ones allowed to touch his toes. At least they are blue Tinkerbells. Also, your associate may be the only stranger EVER to actually calm down my screaming Kate. For that, I am forever thankful. Lastly, I'd have appreciated it if the boots could have been on sale the TEENIEST bit. I mean your winter coats were 40% off. Was that just to make me feel bad that the boots were NOT. If the boots go on sale this Sunday I swear....
All in all, I learned some very important lessons. 1. NEVER EVER FORGET YOU COFFEE ON A MONDAY MORNING. 2. Boot shopping for a 2 year old is never a good idea alone. 3. Boot shopping with a 2 year old and no coffee is nearly fatal. 4. Just stay home on Mondays. Just stay home.
I know you are all dying to see his new boots. Luke says they're "gross." I don't know if I've ever heard Luke use that word before. So, here they are. They aren't as bad as they could be-let's all just keep that in mind.
Since we are on the subject of boots- I was told once that if you go boot shopping with a guy, you are destined for marriage. That was about 3 weeks before Luke asked me to go shopping for boots with him. I knew we were meant to be. (Thankfully, I knew that before, so I will never question it..but still.) Whatever girl is destined to boot shop with my boy---I pray for patience and lots of love.
Just me, Kaden, and Kate. Oh...and that's a "me-without-my-coffee" version of me. Let's just say that's the last time we go boot shopping without a back-up adult.
Also, I didn't even KNOW that Walmart workers knew how to offer help...until today. THEY WOULDN"T STOP. I mean, seriously, Lady...my kid is running through your store and you are talking my ear off trying to convince me to buy him a $30 pair of boots? Since when did you work on commission? First. I would like to catch my kid. Second. I'm sweating like a crazy mama cuz I wore my (apparently very WARM) snowboots and a coat (Why didn't I realize boot shopping requires shorts and tennis shoes, even on the coldest of days?) Third. You realizing my kid ran off and then trying to WOO him back is only making matters worse-he thinks it's a hilarious scene. Fourth. I AM NOT PAYING $30 TO WALMART FOR BOOTS FOR A 2 YEAR OLD!!!! If I wanted to pay that much I'd go to Payless and at least get a second pair half price just to make myself feel better.
Moving On. Dear Kmart. Your store associates were slightly better. At least they tried to convince my 2 year old BOY to want a BOY pair of boots. Unfortunately, your store training needs improvement in that area. I think it may have actually convinced him that the Tinkerbell boots were the only ones allowed to touch his toes. At least they are blue Tinkerbells. Also, your associate may be the only stranger EVER to actually calm down my screaming Kate. For that, I am forever thankful. Lastly, I'd have appreciated it if the boots could have been on sale the TEENIEST bit. I mean your winter coats were 40% off. Was that just to make me feel bad that the boots were NOT. If the boots go on sale this Sunday I swear....
All in all, I learned some very important lessons. 1. NEVER EVER FORGET YOU COFFEE ON A MONDAY MORNING. 2. Boot shopping for a 2 year old is never a good idea alone. 3. Boot shopping with a 2 year old and no coffee is nearly fatal. 4. Just stay home on Mondays. Just stay home.
I know you are all dying to see his new boots. Luke says they're "gross." I don't know if I've ever heard Luke use that word before. So, here they are. They aren't as bad as they could be-let's all just keep that in mind.
Since we are on the subject of boots- I was told once that if you go boot shopping with a guy, you are destined for marriage. That was about 3 weeks before Luke asked me to go shopping for boots with him. I knew we were meant to be. (Thankfully, I knew that before, so I will never question it..but still.) Whatever girl is destined to boot shop with my boy---I pray for patience and lots of love.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
You Can't Trust Monday (or Tuesday apparently)
This week I feel like I've had two Mondays. And it's only Tuesday. I'm a little nervous to see what tomorrow brings.
Thinking back, I couldn't tell you specifically what was so bad. It was just a mix of a little bit of everything, and a bad mood.
Tomorrow WILL be a good day.
Thinking back, I couldn't tell you specifically what was so bad. It was just a mix of a little bit of everything, and a bad mood.
Tomorrow WILL be a good day.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Kids say the darndest things.
Monday (yesterday) I had to go in to the Dr. to talk to the nurse for a minute. Since it was nothing big, and I didn't have to see the doctor or do any tests I decided to just take the kids with me instead of finding a sitter and going through that rig-a-ma-role....I told Luke I was taking them and that I'd soon find out whether it was a bad idea (and would never do it again!)...
We walk in and there's this 18ish month old running, no RUNNING, around like a crazy kid. His parents were trying to stop him and it was just totally egging him on. Kaden was enthralled. Absolutely couldn't take his eyes of this wild boy, and when he did it was to look at me as if to plead with me "PLEASE, let me run?" So, the parents are acting like they can't figure out why he's being a terror and Kaden is pointing at him going "running!" "LOUD!" and all sorts of descriptions when the mom says to the boy "You are being so bad!" Well, that struck a chord in Kaden and suddenly as loud as he could he says "NOT OBEY! SPANKINGS!" and from then until we got called back he kept pointing and repeating..."spankings! not obey! loud! LOUD! NOT obey! Spankings!!!"
On one side, it was very cute and adorable and innocent, and hey, now I know he understands me when I tell him he's not obeying...
On the other hand, couldn't he have yelled "not obey! TIME OUT!" ???? I mean, he ALWAYS gets sent to time out first...always. Spankings are not his first punishment! Did he have to announce to the (full) office that he gets spankings for not obeying?
Then he saw the toilet as we were going back...and he decided to talk about poop, and things of that nature. It was awesome. His mouth literally never stops, and I think I'm in trouble...
I call him Oliver the Parrot. Oliver (as in Twist...) because he's always asking for more food as if he is absolutely STARVED. "Please, sir, may I have summore??" (Can't you see it?) And the parrot because he is constantly repeating everything I say. Constantly. Everything.
At least he mostly repeats after me in a very cheerful tone...
We walk in and there's this 18ish month old running, no RUNNING, around like a crazy kid. His parents were trying to stop him and it was just totally egging him on. Kaden was enthralled. Absolutely couldn't take his eyes of this wild boy, and when he did it was to look at me as if to plead with me "PLEASE, let me run?" So, the parents are acting like they can't figure out why he's being a terror and Kaden is pointing at him going "running!" "LOUD!" and all sorts of descriptions when the mom says to the boy "You are being so bad!" Well, that struck a chord in Kaden and suddenly as loud as he could he says "NOT OBEY! SPANKINGS!" and from then until we got called back he kept pointing and repeating..."spankings! not obey! loud! LOUD! NOT obey! Spankings!!!"
On one side, it was very cute and adorable and innocent, and hey, now I know he understands me when I tell him he's not obeying...
On the other hand, couldn't he have yelled "not obey! TIME OUT!" ???? I mean, he ALWAYS gets sent to time out first...always. Spankings are not his first punishment! Did he have to announce to the (full) office that he gets spankings for not obeying?
Then he saw the toilet as we were going back...and he decided to talk about poop, and things of that nature. It was awesome. His mouth literally never stops, and I think I'm in trouble...
I call him Oliver the Parrot. Oliver (as in Twist...) because he's always asking for more food as if he is absolutely STARVED. "Please, sir, may I have summore??" (Can't you see it?) And the parrot because he is constantly repeating everything I say. Constantly. Everything.
At least he mostly repeats after me in a very cheerful tone...
Monday, July 26, 2010
Movie Monday
Mondays around here are generally called "Movie Monday" because it's the day I put on a movie for Kaden (HOW is he not sick of "Clifford" yet???) and do laundry. I sort the laundry, I wash and dry the laundry (well, my machines do), and I fold the laundry...all without the help of my not-so-helpful 2 year old! I implemented Movie Monday one day when I decided I would do laundry on Mondays, and do it ALL (as opposed to having laundry going all week as I rememnbered). I tried that, and Kaden and I fought all day long. He wanted to resort my piles, unfold my laundry, get into my soap, and open the dryer while it was going. Now he gets to watch a movie, and I get to do laundry in peace. His movie generally lasts almost all day because we only turn it on while I'm sorting/loading/unloading/folding clothes.
I like Movie Monday.
...and if Monday is a holiday, and we don't get to have our movie, we still honor it on Tuesday.
I have a friend who has Mt Dew Monday. I think that would be a pretty good Monday thing too. I'm wondering how many names for Monday can I have?
I like Movie Monday.
...and if Monday is a holiday, and we don't get to have our movie, we still honor it on Tuesday.
I have a friend who has Mt Dew Monday. I think that would be a pretty good Monday thing too. I'm wondering how many names for Monday can I have?
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