Just Cking Things Out

MooMoo won't go to bed until someone is in bed. I think he is afraid to go to bed by himself. If I'm not in bed, he will crawl into bed with whoever is in bed first. Whether it is his brothers or sister, or me. Last night I was folding socks on my bedroom floor with the lights turned down low. So of course he came in, crawled into my bed and fell asleep.

I know...he is 8 years old. BAD HABIT for him to be into! BUT..he is my baby, and I don't fight him on it. I let him sleep with whoever he falls asleep with.

At 3am I hear a lil voice next to me, "Mommy...can you turn on the light?"

I replied groggily, "What for?"

He then said, "I just want to look at you". This is a weird request, but I obliged.
I turned on the light, he looked at me, and said, "OK Mommy...nite nite".

I giggled to myself. I have no idea what that was about, but I sure did think it was cute!!!!

Board Game

Girlfriend had a book report due this week. She's had the assignment for about 3 weeks. She was to make a board game out of a book report. She is a very good student so I didn't worry about her reading her book. Last week I asked her, "Did you finish your book yet?".

"Yes mommy". Cool. One of the things I love about her is how on top of her homework she is. Makes parenting SO MUCH easier!

So Monday I pick up her book off of my night stand. I look at it. It barely looks as if anyone has read it! Girlfriend is an avid reader and VERY hard on books when she does read them. So when she got home that day I asked, "Did you REALLY finish that book?"

"I read 2 chapters", she said. UGH! Now the board game is due on Wednesday, and it is Monday afternoon and she has only read 2 chapters! There are 66 chapters!!!! 377 Pages!!!!!

I told her to get her bum upstairs on my bed and start reading! I know she is capable of finishing the book, because she is a strong reader. Heck, she read the Twilight Series in a couple days!! And those are about 600 pages each!

Tuesday night at about 9pm girlfriend finished the book. We sat down on the living room floor decorating her board game, and going over what the instructions should be. As we are talking about the plot of the book Coy, her older brother says, "OH mom, I have that book on CD. She could have just listened to it."

Girlfriend said, "Really?"

I told her, "Don't listen to your brother. He is teasing you. Because you have sat here for a day reading that book."

Coy said, "No I'm not. I really have that book on CDs. Remember mom when you bought me some books on cds to make reading more interesting to me?" He then got up and got the cds out.

I couldn't believe it!! I know my daughter needed to read the book, but I was so exhausted! I didn't sleep at all the night before because I was too busy worrying about her finishing the book and making a board game our of it!!!

Ugh!!! These kids!!

Our trees are dying!!

The other day I picked up MooMoo from school. I asked my normal questions, "How was your day at school, Buddy? Do you have homework??"

He replied, "I have lots of homework!!! Do you know that homework is killing our trees?"

LOL!!! I giggled, and replied, "They are? How so?"

MooMoo replied, "When my teacher gives homework she's giving us a lot of papers. Papers come from trees, which have to be killed. If we don't have the trees, we can't get oxygen. We need the oxygen to breathe. Can you talk to my teacher about the homework, mom?"

LOL...Sure thing babe! I'll get right on it!!!

NO Pain...NO GAIN

This week my daughter turned 10, double digits. For over a year now she has been asking if she too can get her eyebrows waxed. I told her, "You aren't even double digits. I think we should wait until you are at LEAST 10." So as her bday was coming up this week. She gently reminded me of our trip to the nail shop, they do waxing there too.

MooMoo went with us, as his older brothers were at football and unable to watch him. He sat quietly in the chair as his sister and I got our pedicures. When girlfriend was done, the woman asked if she could take her into the room to wax her eyebrows. I agreed. MooMoo JUMPED out of his seat. He said, "MOM...I'm gonna go stand by the door to listen to Airnana (that's how he says her name) scream!!! Ok mom???" The women in the shop were laughing and telling the woman waxing Girlfriend that her brother wanted to go in and watch, so she opened the door and let her in.

I laid my head back imagining how my sweet lil daughter would look when she came out. Then I heard a little voice scream, "OUCH!" MooMoo came running out of the room over to me. He was covering his mouth while belting out a laugh!!! He snickered, "Mom her body jumped up!" I was a little concerned that my daughter was going to come storming out and demand that she was done! Then what would we do with one eyebrow waxed?? MooMoo ran back into the room. Then I heard another scream, "OUCH!!!!" This time MooMoo was REALLY LAUGHING!! I couldn't help but giggle.

Girlfriend came out of the room and crawled up on my lap. She was being brave but I could tell she was still a little stunned from the waxing. She did look so pretty though! Not that she didn't look pretty before, but it was EVEN MORE defined. I asked, "are you ok?"

She replied, "It hurt mommy...but it was SO worth it! Do you like it?"

I smiled, "Yes love...you look BEAUTIFUL".

She has been so excited and telling everyone for her birthday she got her eyebrows waxed, then she adds, "NO PAIN.....NO GAIN". :)

Mother of the Year.....NOT

Every year as school starts for the kids, I have a running joke with my BFF, that I am going to be the "Mom of the Year". My kids are going to get to school on time, they are going to do all their homework, and they will never call me at lunch time to tell me I forgot to bring them a lunch(when I was too lazy to get up in the morning and make them one in the first place).

I was at Michaels the other day perusing the $1 section and found these cute lil love notes that you put in your kids lunches. I picked up a couple packets and threw them in my purse. (I wanted it to be a secret for the kids, as I was working on "Mom of the Year") So...as many things go forgotten at the bottom of my purse, this did too.

This last Monday I was making my daughter's lunch. I saw her come in and I was horrified to see girlfriend putting a love note in her own lunch! I asked her, "Where did you get those?"

She replied, "At the bottom of your purse. I've been putting these in my lunches everyday. I tell the kids its from you!!! Don't worry mom, I bring them home so we can reuse them. That's recycling you know," and she winks at me!

So much for "Mother of the Year"......

A New "Family" Recipe

With football season in full gear, I rarely have time to cook. Each night we have some type of activity that forces us to eat on the road.

MooMoo has been asking if he can cook our family dinner. He's only 8yrs old so I was quite curious to see what he wanted to cook. Monday morning before school he said, "Mom...can you go to the grocery store? I left a list on the counter of what I need to cook us dinner." Upon asking him what he was going to cook for us, he told me it was a surprise, but he had the recipe.

LOL. "Sure."

After I walked him to school, I checked the grocery list. It read: Hotdog bread, bananas. OK.....I'm lost. BUT...I went to the store that day and got him his desired items. When he got home I told him that I got the stuff on his list and he could make dinner Friday, as that would be the next night that we could eat at home!

Today, which is Friday, upon picking him up from school I reminded MooMoo that he's making us dinner. He asked me what time he should start. I told him about 6pm. At 6pm, I went up stairs, and MooMoo went into the kitchen to make our dinner. It was delicious!!! The picture is posted above. It was good, but I would say its more of an after-school snack. We all ate the banana, in the hotdog bun, smeared with PB&J! And told him how much we LOVED it!!!

Tourists in Hollywood

A couple weeks ago our summmer vacation was coming to an end. I told the kids one Sunday afternoon, "Tonight we are going to go to Hollywood....dressed as tourists". I can't believe how excited they were! I told them to be ready at about 7:30.

At 7pm I yelled down the stairs that we were leaving in a half hour, and to be ready. I could hear them giggling at each other as they were getting ready.

Coy walked into the room to introduce me to my tourists.

Dane had a pair of hawaiian swim shorts on with a plaid shirt and a fishing hat. He had black socks on and white tennis shoes.

Girlfriend had on fluorescent shorts with a "california" t-shirt on and a pair of swim googles. She decided that to be really obnoxious, she would just yell out at times, "MOM....WHEN ARE WE GOIN SWIMMIN AT THE POOL".

Coy had on short shorts and a tank top that had sunglasses all over, he also wore a headband. Don't forget the camera he wore around his neck.

MooMoo looked at me, shaking his head. He said, "Mom....I'm not dwessing like a nerd". LOL. I told him it would be funny. He pointed out that I was not dressed like a nerd, so I didn't push it with him.

When we got to Hollywoood the kids were so excited. They had their cover stories of where they were from and they all were practicing talking with accents. First we went to Mel's Diner. I wore my sunglasses just so I could discreetly look at people's reactions while watching my kids. We walked in to eat, and people were nudging their friends to point out my kids. As I said quietly, "look at the people talking about you." The boys were even more excited and became more blatant at talking with their accents and calling me "ma".

When we were done at Mel's, we walked down Hollywood Blvd. We came upon Michael Jackson's star. Coy cried out, "WHAT???? Michael Jackson died???" LOL He started crying loudly, it was so darn funny!! At one point I took my girlfriend in to use a restroom. When I came out the bigger boys were holding out a cup asking people to contribute to sending them back home to Minnesota. Yes...people were throwing in money.

This whole summer I have kept thinking to myself that since Dane is getting ready to graduate, these are the last vacation memories we were making together. He will be off working or at college next summer. This is something I've always said we should do....and was so fun doing!!!! Besides...they keep telling everyone how we dressed as tourists and went into Hollywood.

PS. I told the kids the other day that we need to dress as tourists and go into Beverly Hills, down Rodeo Drive. Can't you imagine them walking into a jewelry store asking with their accents, "Wow! Are those REAL diamonds?"

The Dog Ate my Homework?

School started on Monday. I'm excited because I get a lil bit of peace and quiet during the school hours. At the same time,I'm super busy with all their activities, plus homework, and dinner....yada yada yada....you know the drill.

Yesterday, Tuesday, I ask Moo-Moo, "Do you have homework?"
He replies, "Yes..I have a math page." I realize that I saw another math page sitting near my desk and I ask him, "Is that your math page too?" He said yes, so I told him to get up at the table and do both.

Today I got the kids off to school and was working in my office. I decided to straighten up a bit as I had to go out for a bit. There it was....sitting under the table. The 2 pages of homework. I was MORTIFIED. What the heck is the teacher going to think of my son??? He can't even get him homework in when it's done. We live across the street from the school, so I ran it over.

I walked into the office. "Hi! Yes...its the 3rd day of school and my child didn't bring his homework. Can you put this in Ms. Dobbins box?" The woman in the office is soooo unbelievably sweet. She just giggled and said sure. I told her I'd probably see her again sometime this week and left.

So tonight, I had another meeting to go to. I was trying to have kids do homework while I was making dinner. I wanted it done before I left. "Moo Moo....where's your homework?" He went to go find it. His cousin (who is staying with us this week) comes in and tells me, "He can't find his homework. I think he left it at school" OMG!!!!! Now for sure the teacher is going to think this kid is a problem!!!! I was so annoyed I told him, "Moo Moo...you get in there and write 10x, 'I will not forget my homework at school!'" I'll just attach a lil note next to his sentences letting the teacher know I'm taking proper steps, and know what is going on!

Moo Moo came out after a while with his sentences in his hand. He handed them to me. I looked at them. "Moo Moo.....did somebody help you write these?"

He replies, "Yes mom, I wrote the first half, and my cousin wrote the second half".

Ugh!!! I give up!!!

I hate goodbyes :(

This summer we got the extra special treat to have my niece and nephew here from Illinois. They've been here 3 WHOLE months. They say the funniest things, do the nerdiest things, and are so darn cute...all the while getting on everyone's nerves. We had the opportunity to get to know them better as we've only spent a week at a time every few years together.

Today was our last outing together. They go home tomorrow. We went to Raging Waters. My mom and sisters and nieces and nephews all went. The day was a blast! We got there early and hit the rides then after lunch laid around in the Lazy River. This was a good way to say goodbye as I would get in my cars with my kids and leave, and not be left to be crying at the airport. I hate goodbyes. I know we will see them again, but it's always so sad.

My niece has been crying for a few days. She keeps telling my sister, "Mommy, I don't want to go home. I was born to be here in California." She LOVES it here! She loves the beach, and the sun. She loves playing with all her cousins and bbq'ing in the summer. She is leaving California with a true sense of family. My sister lives in Illinois and they have no family there. We tell her to come back, but at this point it's her home. :(

As I was leaving today. I hugged my lil nephew. I told him, "I love you Ace. Don't forget us". He goofed around and gave us a kiss and hug.

But as I was walking away...he yelled to my son, his cousin..."Hey Maxie....I love you...and I won't ever forget you." My heart broke and I choked back the tears.

We love you too Ascelin!!!!

My twins

Usually people stop me on the street and tell me how much my son and I look alike. My sister has been here for a couple weeks. NOW..everyone stops me on the street to ask if we are twins. I think there are similarities between my son, and even my sister, BUT...they aren't my twins.

Los Angeles Zoo

My sister has been here for a couple weeks. We are trying to squeeze everything into the last couple days she is here. Today we went to the LA Zoo. Last year a new gorilla exhibit was put in. It's so great. We get over there, and my niece and nephew say, "can we go see the next animal now Aunt Lowie?". I think to myself that they just must not be into this. As we get to the next exhibit, it's the same thing. My nephew keeps asking, "When can we see the elephants?". We finally get over there, and my sister is pointing, "Ace....here is the elephant. Ace, come and look".

He replies, "Oh I already saw it...on a picture." :)

I just roll my eyes, is he for real??????

My new BFF

Yesterday my son wanted a trim on his hair. Now don't get excited. He wasn't cutting it, he just wanted a trim so he can get corn rows. (He heard they stay better if he has all split-ends cut off)

Anyways, there is a store next door I wanted to browse while he was getting his hair trimmed. I haven't been there in a while so there was alot of really cute things to try on! My son walked over when he was done, and I had selected one thing in my mind, and was going for the 3rd try-on session.

I told him, "Coy.....I'm going to try these on. But there is one I REALLY like. I need you to be my BFF and tell me how they look."

MY BFF moved to Valencia, in February. We hardly ever shop together anymore. :( We still see each other all the time, but I needed an opinion.

Coy said, "OK, so you want me to be Suzy and tell you how it looks, right?"

"Yes honey"

While I was giving him instructions on how to be my BFF, I closed the fitting room door, which locked. So his first assignment as my BFF was to crawl under the door, and unlock it. (NO....Suzy would not have done that!)

I put the outfit on, the one I REALLY like. I walk out. Coy replies, "Ummmm, I think it's upside down."

"No...it's right", I replied.

"Then why is the thingies that you hang it up with near your calves?"

I looked down, "oh...you're right! Let me try this again!"

He just chuckled. And guess what I did again? LOL. I accidentally closed the fitting room door AGAIN! So, as my new BFF he crawled under there again!! That's a good BFF, I think Suzy would have laughed!!

I came out again. Dress was right-side-up. "Well...what do you think? Is it too short? Do I look fat? What do you think?"

My new BFF replies, "I think it's too short." Now I really disagree. It was mid-calf, not mid-thigh. But...I asked for his opinion!

The next dress I try on is full lenghth. It was so cute and had such great colors! Coy asks, "Are you going to wear a bra with that? I don't like the bra straps showing."

Ugh..."Yes Coy, I'm gonna wear a bra." Is he kidding?? Of course I am! Duh!!

We finally left, and I got nothing. I'm not too sure about his opinions. I went over to my original BFF's house. I told her about my try-on sessions. We both decided I should go back and get the one I liked. At least Coy was patient. My other son probably would have asked, "Can we go look at something for me?"

MMMMMM....what time is it?

Yesterday (Saturday) was an exhausting day. I was up early as my son had to be at a football competition about a half hour away. It lasted all day and was SCORCHING HOT! So last night, I was really looking forward to sleeping in.

I was in deep slumber this morning when I felt a lil body on my bed. Then...I heard his voice (my 6yr old nephew who is staying with me), "Aunt Lowie, Can you open your mouth so I can wook at your UVULA." My Uvula? That's a BIG word for a 6yr old. I opened up my eyes...to a flashlight turned on, in my face. Ughh....all I wanted to do was sleep in!

...btw.....It was 6:30am when I looked at my phone, for the time.......

Mirror, Mirror on the wall...

My birthday was in April. I've always wanted to be 36. I've thought that my whole adult life. Why? Well, I always felt my mom was so gorgeous at the age of 36. So when I turned 36 something magical was going to happen. Guess what?? ...that didn't happen. I think about my age every day. If you were rounding the number 36 to the nearest ten, you would have to round my age to 40. Ugh..how depressing.

I look at myself in the mirror everyday. Is that a new wrinkle? Hmmm...I wonder how I'd look with Botox? Can I afford it? Maybe I need a lift? Or some Nip N Tuck? Which procedure is the cheapest? Which one should I save for first? Is that a grey hair? Maybe I should darken my hair? No! I'll keep highlighting it so you can't see grey. Should I let my hair grow out? Or keep it shoulder length? Don't old women keep their hair short? ......and the list goes on and on.

Over the weekend I was in Vegas for a trade show. I was trying to figure out what I wanted to do in the evening. I've seen a few shows there. I decided on seeing "Menopause, the musical". My mom and dad saw it a few months ago and raved about it. I got up Sat morning and stood in line to get the tickets half off. I went over to Macy's and got a new dress to wear to the show. ( I KNOW...anything for a new outfit!) I headed on over to the show and texted my mom. I told her I got tickets to the show. She assured me I was going to LOVE it, and told me to call her when it was over.

I called her immediately when it was over.

The phone rings, mom picks it up, "Did you just love it honey?"

I was practically in tears, "Are you kidding? You thought THAT was funny?? I thought it was supposed to be a comedy? It was more of a HORROR show!"

My mom just chuckles, "You didn't like it?"

My heart is beating fast, "No mom, I HATED it! It was so awful! How could you think it was funny? I'm actually frightened now! THIS is what I have to look forward to? Being fat, I mean, I've fought my whole life with diets. When I get older no diets are going to help. Then there is the hot flashes, and mood swings. OH! and what about peeing your pants?? It's just utter chaos. Mom...this is not funny. I don't think I want to live long enough to go thru this!!! I'm actually scared."

I then proceeded to tell her that there were a lot of middle-aged women and men in there and they were laughing so hard. I wanted to crawl under my seat and just cry! Being closer to 40 is scary, but the thought of this in another 10 years is just downright HORRIBLE!

My mom told me that it happens gradually. Great. Is this like how I was complaining last week that I went to the store and forgot what I was there for?? (I've been reading a book on Alzheimer's and every symptom in there, I think I have.) My mom told me not to worry, I too will think it's funny and I will have my best friends going thru it with me at the same time. Somehow though this doesn't seem funny. :(

I think that they should have a warning for women who are not menopausal, before going to see menopause. It's not for the faint! Nor is it for women who dont think they will age gracefully.

Strike One....Ball.....and???

The last week or so it's been unusually cold weather for this time of year. So when I had to drag around kids to different events, I wasn't looking forward to it. Piano 4-4:30. T-ball 5:30-7. Softball 6:45-8:30. When it started raining at 4 I thought to myself, "great! our games are going to be cancelled and I can go home!!" I kept checking my blackberry. What?? No texts cancelling the games? No emails either? This is crazy!! It's pouring! (Even lightning and thunder) There is NO WAY we are going to be playing tonight! It was definitely one of those days that I would rather be at home in my bed with a good book. Ahhhh...but no such luck!

Now...sometimes, not too often, I feel guilty. Especially when my daughter says "do I have to go to practice". I gently reply, "What do you mean you don't want to go? Your team depends on you girlfriend. They NEED you!". I know....my poor girlfriend really doesnt like playing. She's been with the same team for 3 years, which she loves the team, and camraderie of it all. She just isn't that athletically inclined. She mostly plays outfield (mostly so she doesn't hurt herself in the infield. LOL...she even ducks when balls are coming her way.)

This year softball has been a challenge for all the girls. It's the first year that they have been hitting strictly from pitching. The last couple years they have had someone pitch to them, but if they got 4 balls, then they would get to hit off the tee. My poor girlfriend never hits it, but she is a trooper and gets up there to give it a whack. We've even had family games practicing hitting. I tell her, "if you can hit the ball off your brothers' pitches, you can hit off these girls!"

Last night Girlfriend got up there. All eyes were on her. The ball comes down the pipe and she swung!! She whacked that ball. OH MY GOSH!!!! She hit the ball!!!!!!!!! I was jumping up and down yelling, RUN!!!" She was so shocked!!!! She hit the ball off the pitch!!!!! You should have seen the look of pride on her face!! What an EGO-BOOSTER. Her smile was so beautiful! It lit up the whole field. And guess what I was doing??? That's right! You guessed it! Tears of joy were rolling down my face! I could barely say thank you as the parents were congratulating me on my daughter's very first hit! It was so darn exciting!

When I walked over to girlfriend as she came in, to congratulate her, she had the biggest smile, and tears were rolling down her face. She said "did you see that mommy? I hit the ball".

"I know baby girl. I was so DARN PROUD of you".

Are they retarded?

My mom went to Illinois a couple weeks ago. She has volunteered to take my niece and nephew for the summer so that my sister can go to school full time, and work full time without having to worry about her kids. She arrived back in town on a Thursday. I called her on Saturday. She said, "OHH...I am exhausted watching these kids! How long have they been here? When are you going to come and get them so they can visit you?"

I chuckle to myself. "Ummm...they've been here for 2 days mom. Would you like me to get them tomorrow, and I will keep them for a week?"

"YES, I'll get them packed", she replied.

I picked up the two lil precious ones. My niece was crying before we even took off. She didn't like the fact that I told her not to whine to me about sharing. Ughhh..this is going to be a L-O-N-G week!!! She even said she wanted to stay with grandma! LOL I promptly told her that she has the coolest aunt in the world, and she will be begging to stay with me, heck....probably to even move in with me.

On Monday morning I got out some of my kids paints, crayons, and basically art supplies. I have my own business, so while I was working in the office they were playing quietly painting and what not. I should have known it was TOO quiet! I walk outside to check on them and they are covered head to toe with green paint! OH WOW! I need to pay attention to these two a lil bit closer! I told them to get inside and clean up! I should have went in to help! When I went into the bathroom an hour later....my bathroom looked like green aliens. My scale, brush, toothbrush, counters, walls, toilet and mirrors were all covered in green!!! Dang! I think these kids need naps!!!! ( I wish it was that simple!) The next day I decided to take them swimming. Now living in Ca I probably don't realize that not everyone swims. I know that they are not strong swimmers so we discussed the deep end of the pool and the shallow end. We hadn't even fiinished this conversation for one minute and my niece jumps into the deep end!!! What the heck!!! I jump in fully clothed after her!!!! After pulling her out I asked, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING???". I wasn't too nice about it. She started crying and told me she knows how to swim. YA RIGHT! So about 5 minutes later my daughter said, "mommy...look". She pointed in the water. My nephew is under!!! I really can't believe these kids. I jumped in and got him. I then texted my sister, "Are your kids retarded? They both have jumped into the deep end when I specifically told them to stay in the shallow end of the pool". She just laughed. (At least she wasn't offended!)

I took them swimming once more during the week, ONLY AFTER I went and got them arm floaties. My niece was tired of them by the middle of swimming . She kept asking me if she could take them off because she had mastered swimming. "Ya right! What are you, retarded?"

Dance class

Have you ever wanted to crawl into a hole when one of your children repeat what you have said?? And even worse.......they repeat it to the person you were talking about????

One day my sister called. She asked if I wanted to accompany her to a pole dancing class. My first thoughts were, "I should go just for the comedy factor". I told her to get me the details, and I would meet her there!

I then called my mom! "Mom, my sister is going to a pole dancing class. She has a few friends who have gotten really strong stomach muscles taking these classes, and even better....I'm gonna watch her dance!!!! Have you ever seen HER dance?? That should be funny itself!!"

My poor sister was born with white-woman feet. She's definitely rhythmically challenged!!! So....I was gonna go!

Unfortunately my sister didn't get me the direction in time. So I stayed home that night. The following Sunday we were at my parents' for a family function. My daughter says to my sister, "How was your dancing class? My mommy says you are an awful dancer!" .......I sucked in my breath. Crap! Did I actually say that?? And what the heck is my girlfriend telling my sister for!!!!

"Girlfriend", I tell my daughter, "I said your auntie is 'rhythmically challenged, I didn't say she was an awful dancer"

"Yes you did mommy", says my girlfriend.

"Ummm...no I didn't."

Thankfully, her brother comes to the rescue and repeats what I said. Whew!!! Homeboy has my back!!!!

My sister then turns to my girlfriend and says, "It's ok. I know I'm not a good dancer. And ya know what? Some of the women asked me to go dance somewhere else...cuz my dancing was throwing them offbeat. They were too busy watching me and my 2 left feet".

LOL..I was saved. I told you she has two left feet! :)

Cool Kid Club

I noticed MooMoo had papers in his pocket last Friday, so I asked for him to take them out. The following note was in his pocket. Apparently he passed this note to a fellow classmate. The Red writing...is the kid's response to MooMoo's note. LOL ....apparently...he wasn't impressed.

Boys for Sale.......

Ok, So I have two teenage boys. And ya know...I'm their mom, of course I think they are handsome! I still get this funny feeling though when I hear strangers comment on the boys, and how cute they are.

I've been into the mall on a few occasions with my sons. While paying the cashier asks, "is that your son?".

To which I reply, "yes".

"Oh.....he is SOOOOO Handsome".

LOL. I laugh and think to myself, "I know!"

Today I was making up little advertisements for my business. And ya know what? I'm gonna send my handsome boys into the mall and surrounding areas handing out my advertisements. I'm hoping that the girl near the espresso machine is so enamored with their looks, that they'll stick my label on their machine and call me for service.

.....I know....PATHETIC.....

Friendly Game anyone????

Saturday morning I woke up early and went to Moo-Moo's game. He plays t-ball for Park & Rec, and his team is called the "Cubs". After the game, the coach always calls together the team for a lil talk. It usually entails what is coming up the following week.

"Next week we don't have a game. So Saturday we are going to have a game. Mom's vs. the team", says the coach.

Moo-Moo looks over at me and starts giggling. "I'm gonna kick your butt, mom!"

To which I replied, "Ummmm...no you aren't. You better get to practicing, cuz I'm gonna hit it out of the ball field".

He looks at me and rolls his eyes. (I swear, the nerve of this kid!!) "Mom, they aren't going to let you use the tee". R-I-G-H-T......like I REALLY NEED the tee!! I can't believe the crap this kid is talking to me!!!!!

"Moo-Moo, you better stop talking that trash. In fact tomorrow, why don't we 'practice' with our family?" He was TOTALLY game for that.

I got home and called the aunt, uncle, cousins, and grandparents. They called their neighbors and anyone else they thought would want to play and it was set. Sunday 5pm, Riverside.

Moo-Moo was sooooo excited. He could barely contain himself. That's all he talked about. How I wasn't going to be able to hit. What "his" team name was going to be. What "my" team name was going to be. Who was going to beat who. How he was going to get his brothers all on his team. It was soo funny, and sooo much fun.

There was a lot of trash-talking on the field. Everyone had such a good time! After about 5 innings, the adults were about done. They sure did give the kids a run for their money though!! And ya know.....I actually think Moo-Moo...may be sweating playing against me next week. LOL...now that he saw I do NOT need the tee!!!!

Hunk a hunk of Burning Love??

So this weekend I was driving my sweet lil ones to their dad's. This gives us a perfect opportunity to talk about whatever they want. My lil one, I call him Moo-Moo, asked me if I would write down his birthday wish list. (He's such a planner, his bday is not til the end of June!) I told him I would love to.

He started naming off what he wants:

Dirt bike

Robot you can ride in (whatever that is!)

Starwars toys

Batman toys

Superman toys

Elvis outfit

Elvis outfit?????? Are you kidding me???? What the heck is that??? "ummmm....Moo-Moo, what the heck is an 'Elvis outfit'?"

He looks at me with all sincerity and says "you know...the white outfit with a bunch of silver hanging off it. Oh ya mom.....and don't forget the Elvis toys that go with it!"

HUH?????????????????????? Elvis toys that go with it? Seriously, what is that? Images of empty pill bottles are surfacing in my head!!!! I'm not sure what he is talking about "Elvis toys that go with it", and quite frankly, I"m afraid to ask!!

Moo-Moo's birthday is 2 months away. This does give me time to find a pattern, cut it out, and start sewing away. I have called in the troops for help. I called my mom yesterday to let her know what his wishes are, and what I thought the best plan of action is! Hopefully with her help, we can get this done. Plus** I just may be able to talk him into wearing this for Halloween, and I will be all set for him!

I'm not sure where this 7-yr old comes up with these ideas. ( I think it is TOOO many trips to Vegas with his dad, personnaly!) I did remember that one of the last times I was in Vegas I found some sunglasses that had Elvis sideburns on them, so hopefully I will be able to chalk that up to the "elvis toys that go with it".