A Birthday Celebration April 29, 2008

This past Sunday we had Sweet Pea’s 5th birthday party.  I honestly can’t believe she’s 5 and will be starting kindergarten.  I know I say stuff like that every year but I really can’t believe it because it feels like it was only yesterday when I first brought her home.  As for her party everything went well; it rained a little bit that morning and it was actually cold.  But by the time the party got going it turned out to be beautiful and the kids were able to play outside.  Her party was The Backyardigans and I even found a place that makes the cake to go with it-Walmart.  She ended up getting the Biggest Littlest Pet Shop and some accessories, craft stuff, clothes, Disney Princess stuff, a bike, oh and moon sand. 

Also this year we asked David’s dad if he could build the kids a swing set and that was up and running for the party–it’s really a gift for both kids.  Anyway the kids were playing on the swing because the ladder wasn’t set up yet to get on the slide.  He’s almost done all that’s left is the ladder because he had to add some rails yesterday; anyway as soon as it’s done I’ll be posting some pictures of it.

Mama Ewww! April 25, 2008

I know I’ve mentioned before that Monkey likes to stick his hand down his diaper; I guess he has an itch or like most men just likes to do it.  Anyway we’ve been trying to break him of it but now I’m more than determined.  A couple of weeks ago he hurt his hand somehow and came up to me so I could kiss it–well luckily before I did I noticed a faint smell.  I looked at his hands and at first I thought he had dirt under his fingernails; well it wasn’t it turned out it was poop.  Now as gross as that was it’s not as bad as my next story.

Ok so last week I’m sitting in the kitchen watching t.v. when Monkey comes up to me and he says “Mama ewww!”  I look down and he has poop all over his hands and not the dry stuff either.  Oh man I wanted to puke but I picked him up and rushed him to the bathroom to rinse of his hands and then I changed him and gave him a bath.  Now I have told everyone (family and nursery workers) that if they see him sticking his hands down his pants to tell him NO!  Because let’s be real that is just disgusting and gross and I’m tired of finding surprises in his fingernails or all over his hands.

Mama, Help Me! April 22, 2008

If I’ve told y’all this story then I apologize if not then great.  Not to long ago Monkey and I were out shopping for Sweet Pea (she was home w/David).  Anyway I’m sure I’ve mentioned before that Monkey does not like to shop, he hates it but I make him tag along because you know I can’t exactly leave him at home even if he does scream like a banshee at times.  Ok well we’re looking around Target and his patience (what little there is) is now running thin and he’s tired of looking around; oh and he’s also mad because I have him strapped in so he can’t make a jump for it.  Anyway he’s getting mad and can’t unbuckle himself and what does he do–he starts screaming “help me, help me!  Mama, help me!”  Ummm can we say embarrassing, and if you’re wondering why here it goes.  First off my son is white w/blondish-brown hair and I’m Hispanic so I have a nice dark tan like all year w/black hair and brown eyes.  So I’m thinking great people are going to think I took this kid even though when look at his face and mine we look the same, and luckily I had pictures in my purse to prove that he really is mine.  Eventually he stopped but not before a couple people laughed while others kind of looked at us like what a little brat.  Either way I can totally laugh about now and I did then when we left just at the time it was a bit annoying.  All I know is that he says “help me” all the time and he uses it right but that doesn’t mean I want him constantly screaming it.  Oh well I guess I’ll just have to teach him something else to say like “I want out!”

A Thousand Apologies April 21, 2008

I’m so sorry that I haven’t blogged or visited anyone in forever.  I’m at the end of my school semester and I’m making sure that I end everything well.  I’ve registered for a summer school class so I don’t have to take 15hrs only 12 in the fall.  As for all of us we’re doing well–Sweet Pea’s birthday is this Thurs. and her party on Sun.  Then in a couple of weeks is her dance recital, oh and soccer has started up so we’ve been doing that too.  Anyway I’m back with a couple of funny/gross stories to share so keep looking back. 

As for today I registered Sweet Pea for Kindergarten–seriously where has the time gone.  I can’t believe in August she’ll be starting school and I’ll just have one at home with me.  She came with me even though she didn’t get to look around but she liked what she saw especially the playground.  They told me before school starts her teacher will have a meet and greet thing and she’ll get to meet the other kids in her class, see her classroom, and look around the school.  That should be exciting for the two of us.  Ok well off to run some errands and sorry I haven’t been around.  I look forward to catching up with everyone!

Heels Dug In April 2, 2008

Yesterday was Tuesday which means I’m taking Sweet Pea to ballet.  Surprisingly she didn’t complain the whole time she got dressed and seemed to be ok with going.  Usually her response is “it’s too hard”, “it takes forever”, or “it’s boring.”  Like I said everything was fine even in the car and then we walk through the door–the moment we do she hit the brakes.  I ask what’s wrong and she say she’s not going in to dance because she doesn’t like it and thinks it’s boring.  So of course I tell her I didn’t drive all the way out here for her not to dance and that she needed to go in there.  Well I try to get her in the room and she straight up dug her heels in the ground and said “I’m not going in there!”  So then I gave her two options: 1. sit in the classroom and watch or 2. sit with and watch; either way we weren’t leaving until class was over.  Well after 5 min of her pouting in the back of the classroom she finally decided to join her class.  I really don’t know what to do and this is the worst she’s ever been.  My sister thinks that I should take her out but if I do am I sending the wrong message.  I mean she’s about to 5 do they really know what they like to do and won’t they find reasons to complain (not all the time, but you know what I mean).  Anyway her recital is in May and she’s just going to have to tough it out until then.  Any suggestions would be helpful.