Even waffle eating superman/Buzz light year gets tired

Taken last night

He is still half sick. Only with a sore throat but he is such a trooper no one would ever suspect a thing. I could have sworn he would be up all night, he was so worked up a short while ago. But I made my cup of tea, told him I would be back in few minutes and I went out back to enjoy the almost full moon. It was beautiful by the way. This was my relax time.

When I came back in I found my superhero fast asleep.

He has been a little sick for a little over a week. Earlier this week it was a fever no cough or runny nose, then the past 2 days it's a sore throat. I wonder what it is.

Taken tonight

And in case someone...ahem.... was wondering why pillows and blankets were on the sofa, hehehe...I've been camping out there for the past couple of days with him. He wants to sleep with mommy when he isn't 100%. I love these moments, too bad it's when he's not well.

I've been with a headache for days now and when I laid down last night I told him so. He rubbed my arm, made nice on my head and gave me a hug. Then he kissed me and said "night night, now mama feels all better". Times like these lets me know that I am doing something right. I love my kids.

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No it's not the playroom AGAIN. It's 1 of my desk drawers. I'm starting off small.

Didn't think all that mess could fit in there



I wonder how long it will stay like this?

I am so proud of me

I love perfume but I usually don't buy them for myself. That's the husband's job since I am Ms. Cheapo and these things aren't really cheap. I ran into Macy's and promised myself that I was not leaving this place empty handed. I won't even tell you how long I spent in there but boy am I glad I got it. This thing smells good and I got the body wash, cream, 1.7 oz bottle and a tiny one for my purse diaper bag.

So now mommy can smell really nice when she is cleaning the house and when she goes to the park for playdates. Hmmm...

I just love my husband to bits!

I was out of my happy juice and with his tired self, after slaving away in the garage for the greater protion of the evening, he hopped in his truck, went to the store and bought me a full bottle......hehehhe. My kind of man.

Hey, I've had a rough day.

The cleaning guy came and although he and his awesome machinery worked miracles upstairs, our living room rug stinks. I am thinking it has a lot to do with the kind of material. The upstairs is wool berber as I am told(I doubt it). The other stains and gatorade foot-prints came out like magic and so did the smell in the boy's room. However the wool-like rug(it feels and looks like it) and I say wool-like because I am too lazy to go lift the edge and look at the tag, still smells like a cat marked it!

My mom says wool stinks if it is not dried properly so maybe that's it. Surprisingly upstairs is dry, so fast! Come to think of it I remember the tag specifically said "Professional DRY Clean" Must be a reason.

The cleaner guy is my husband's friend and he didn't charge us for the rugs, we had 3. He recommended another company, who actually picks the rug up, completely submerge them in water for cleaning and brings it back dry. Right now it is damp in the garage, draped over the bed of Chris' truck. And let's just say we have to keep the garage door closed. YUCK!

More expense because if this last resort doesn't work, the rug must be thrown away. We're hoping when it finally dries the smell will go away....POOF...like magic

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Here we are another Tuesday. The same mess in the toy room AGAIN. I wonder if some of you ever thought that I keep using the same nasty, messy photos over and over again. Last night before big Chris went to bed, I told him to take Christopher to bed with him so that I could get some cleaning done and you'll see why.

That work bench will mysteriously disappear very, very soon!

I really don't know why I even bother

I am sure you see the stain on the carpet. The cleaners are coming tomorrow to "fix" it!

You all are not going to believe this..

Pictures from Mother's Day

This is rare ~ a photo with the husband
Someone needs a haircut

You know how I am always going on about these crazy drivers well I almost forgot to share this with you. A few weeks ago I was at a stop light. I had noticed the lady driver next to me doing something in the car.

My van is bit higher off the ground than her car so I could see what was going on. Do you know, she had a full plate of food, with knife and fork? The light changed, we pulled off and she moves also. She placed the plate in her lap and proceeded to use her fork to eat. What the hell is going on with these people? She must have been starving!

My 16 yr old nephew, he's at 6' 2" and still have 5 more yrs of growing. I'm amazed

A few days later I am at a stop light again, ofcourse. And I hear horns honking away. It jumped me and Christopher was asking what that was. I look over to the turning lane to see yet another lady squeezing pimples on her face. I guess she was so focussed that she didn't even hear the blazing set of horns the first time around. You should have seen the back-up she caused.

The husband and his tiny mommy.....and this is his big sister

(Hey I see that blogger now automatically saves our blogs once a minute. I guess it's gearing us up for more publishing issues...hehehe, this way atleast we won't loose the post)

What a horrible way to start of the day!

This is what I woke up to this morning. Why, people, why?

What in high-heavens was this boy thinking?

We have been trying to figure out what to do about my son's change of schedule here. We normally sleep in late but for a short while now it's 8 am and sometimes earlier. Last night, or I should say this morning before I went to bed, I set my alarm for 8 am thinking I would be safe. The problem is he wakes up before I do and helps himself to whatever he pleases resulting in such messes as these. Now this Gatorade was on the top shelf in the kitchen cabinet. I think he may have used the trash can to get on the counter.

My jaw dropped when I saw this. Notice the different rug. Well our nice green one is rolled up in the garage awaiting the professional cleaners next week Tuesday. They will also do all the rugs and the entire carpeting upstairs. You won't believe this but Mr. Potty trained Christopher peed on our nice green rug and now it stinks like hell. The husband wanted to just throw it away, his solution to many things, but I cannot allow it. It costed too much money.

Now I suspect he ate a little too much of the Gatorade powder because he was on a serious sugar rush for a few minutes then he crashed really hard. He's asleep now. Alyssa was a total witch this morning and she was put in her bed also.

Atleast he tried to clean it right? There were tiny footprints leading all over the place. Water thrown on the floor so that he could mop it up, I guess! But it's Gatorade and Gatorade is sticky. I have mopped the floor twice so far and my feet are still sticking to the floor.

His punishment, I called in to Gym class and told them we couldn't make it and today we have an afternoon playdate that I am not sure he will attend. I don't want to start locking his door because he needs to have access to the bathroom but what am I going to do? He keeps beating me to it every morning and is getting up earlier and earlier.

Tackle it Tuesday

For sure I thought it would be the boy's toy area AGAIN! And don't get me wrong it's a filthy mess AGAIN. But the kitchen needs my attention now. I wanted to have a cup of tea but it was just too messy even for me too boil some water.

Surprisingly it didn't take me that long. You know why? I threw everything out!



Until next week! Well let's get real here. It's...until tomorrow. Same mess, same place....

8 things about me

I've been tagged by Carolyn ~ the Scrapping Servant. I have to share 8 random facts/habits about myself. So here goes...

1. I used to be left-handed but my teachers in Primary School, back home, forced me to change.
2. I love smelling my husband's arm-pits, doesn't matter what time of the day
3. I talk to myself a little bit too much
4. My husband and I still play footsies
5. I can count the number of times on both hands of course that my husband has actually called me by my first name. The kids think my name is sweetie
   
6. I start many things that I cannot finish
7. I love complaining to companies about crappy service
8. I have a tea-cup addiction and now we have way too many

I am supposed to tag 8 people but I am way too shy to do that, plus I don't think I have that many readers so I'm cheating. Anybody who reads this, you've been tagged by me...haha

Here are the rules which I broke (did I mention I have a difficult time following rules and taking instructions?) :

1. When you are tagged you must write a blog post sharing 8 random facts/habits about yourself.
2. At the end of your post you need to tag 8 people and post their names with links.
3. Don’t forget to leave them a comment to tell them they’re tagged, and to read your blog for instructions.

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I just took the pictures quickly before the kids went down for their naps, so I'll be attempting to fix-up this mess a little later this evening.

Look at the dirty rug/Messy table and the floor of his closet. The mesh laundry bag is below the dirty clothes

Atleast the dirty laundry is in it's correct place

Destroyed books, their pages on the floor and just a messy bookshelf

I wonder how long it will stay like this, a couple minutes maybe?

I need a better way to organize the toys in this room. Actually I think I will take some of them away

This took me a very long time, I only threw a few broken things away

Full view of his filthy little toy & play cubbyhole

Full view or most of it anyway

Stories from the Potty # 2

When will I ever learn ~

• to check the toilet seat for drips of pee before sitting on it? (Dear son, please either move closer to the seat or wipe after you go)
• to remove the full roll of toilet paper from the kid's bathroom (Christopher, in case you haven't realized it, when you keep putting toilet paper in the toilet it clogs it honey)

It just may be time to head to the Dr

Photos from Thursday at the WAP

I've been keeping a close watch on my eyes, remember the allergy thing? Well this morning the right eye started swelling and tonight it's pretty bad. I am afraid of what it will look like in the morning. It was bad enough this morning that I couldn't wear my contacts today. Not that I was going anywhere. Did I mention I have the flu?

I still took the kids for a ride in the van tonight just to get them out of the house. I've been inside laying on the couch for most of the day. My body is aching so badly and I cannot stop sneezing. I was in tears because I couldn't have a day off. How I wish my mom was visiting so I could crawl upstairs and sleep. So today I blocked off as much as I could, plopped down on the couch and let the kids run wild. I ignored the screams and crying when Christopher snatched Alyssa's toys. I just figured they have to learn to share and they need to work it out.


Oh this really sucks. My eye hurts and everytime I blink it feels really weird. Thank goodness it's not itching too bad. I just need to close them and rest. But it's not going to happen as the husband has already announced that even though he has the day-off tomorrow he needs to go in at 7am.

How cool is this!

Jonathan Silky Dirt ~ Shine & define Creme

Last month over at 5minutesformom they shared information about a pretty neat site where you can sign up to receive, test and provide feedback for products, all for free. Well as you can see it's no hoax. So if you're like me and enjoy doing things like this, run on over to shespeaks and sign up. I received my first free product today and a full-sized sample tube at that. Now I wonder if it will work on my hair....hmmmm. Well see!

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Comfy Christopher
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I just don't know what to say with this child, but...

..I did think it was funny

I truly hope there are no pervs viewing this

In case you can't see it, he has on 3 underwears. I had no part in dressing him.

Sunday was another warm day and we went out back again. I finally got Alyssa to stay in the water for a little while. I guess it was too cold or something but once we added some hot water she seemed to tolerate it.

We, Christopher and I, just returned from our late night errands, Henry's then Ralphs. He was so good. We had another successful potty day by the way and yesterday we went to Walmart for the big boy flushable wet wipes. We're in trouble now as everytime he makes poop he asks for his prize.

Most people always tell me how polite Christopher is. I usually laugh because they won't believe how badly he can behave. But he really is a polite young man. I've made it my business to teach him to ALWAYS say Please and Thankyou for starters.

So we're at Ralphs and the guy is bagging my groceries. We had about 8 or 9 bags and after he placed each bag in the cart Christopher would say Thankyou. I was so proud. The guy was great about it and told him, "You're very welcome" after every thank you. Then he was finished and I told him thankyou also. He gave me such a surprised look I could tell he was impressed with Christopher. I just hope he never forgets the things I teach him.

Alyssa is still carrying on like a mad woman. I've ruled out teething as my mom suggested, since we all knew how easy going, pleasant and well behaved my baby girl used to be. There just had to be something wrong. Sadly I have narrowed it down to 2 things, ear infection which I highly doubt and her terrible 2 stage(I think this is it)

Today daddy came home and picked her up. Well apparently she had had enough time with me because he handed her to me so he could go take a shower and she grabbed on to him for dear life. I took her and she had an episode. You should have seen this child when I put her down. Pure madness.

In other news, this past weekend we had our weekly baby talk. Chris asks me, "so when do you want to have the other one?" I looked at him and laughed. He answers his own question, "finance before romance sweetie, we need a bigger house then I'll give you whatever you want, boy or girl" (Uhmm ok, I didn't know it was that simple!) That's my husband. Pure jokester. The thought never even passes his mind that it may not be as easy as the first 2 kids but I worry about it. He then asks me if I am going to want another one after the 3rd. I didn't lie to him, I said maybe. His response, "Oh no! Are you ever going to stop wanting more children? (I smiled) Him: You better get a job then"