Again...
I really need to keep up with this but we've had family in town for almost 2 weeks now and I just don't get any Mommy time to clean, blog, stalk people on FB, sit on the couch and watch a stupid t.v show, you name it.
I need to do a 19 month post and Christmas post. I also need to talk about how my son is a total Mama's boy. I don't know how it happened because up until maybe 16 months, he couldn't have cared less who he was with, Mom or Dad. He loved us equally. Well, that has drastically changed.
It's all about Mom. Mom needs to use the bathroom, he's right there with me even sometimes sitting on my lap.
I need a shower, he cries as I shut the door and Dad tries to get his mind off of wanting Mama.
He goes to the store with Dad and I stay home, he bawls as he leaves the house reaching for and crying 'Maaaaamaaaa'.
It breaks my heart. I love him as much as he loves me and probably more but dude, sometimes I need a little time to myself. I can't even poop in privacy. Both you AND the dog are in there with me.
Monday, December 31, 2012
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Amazing Connections
PGAmadorable is a sweet, loving, happy little boy and it shows. Everywhere I go, someone comments on how handsome/adorable/cute or sweet he is.
As his Mother, I knew he was different than most kids his age but with him being my first, I really didn't have much to compare him to.
There's something about him that draws people to him. I've seen it and others have said it.
"I don't know what it is about him but I'm more drawn to him than any other kid who comes in here."
He's special, I do know that. He'll give anyone a kiss or a hug. He'd give you his last cookie if you wanted it. He shares like there's no tomorrow.
Women have told him they would love to give him their phone number so they can hang out with him.
Others have asked him if he'd like to go home with them for the night and the polite boy that he is, he shakes his head yes.
I've made one very special connection with a woman I work with. She's a little younger than my Mom, only has one child (living in California) and three grandchildren. It may be because she misses her grandkids so she globs on to my son but she loves him as if he were her own. We go over to her house every Tuesday for dinner and she and her husband play with him. They love it and so does my son. They have a huuuuge backyard with grass so he enjoys kicking his ball around. He also loves picking lemons off their lemon tree. Every once in a while one of their cats will come out so he'll chase the cat around for a bit.
This relationship will probably be one we'll have forever. She's taken us in as if I were here daughter and I couldn't be more thankful for that.
The reason for this post was to write down some of the connections I've made with people so I'll remember them to later tell my son what an impact he had on everyone.
What happened last night is what sparked this post.
We were at Target getting only bread and bananas. (This kid eats bananas like they are going out of style. 2-3 a day) We were in line and my son asked for a piece of bread. I told him we had to wait until after we paid for it.
The lady infront of us said "I'd love a piece of bread too.".
"Oh, but he will eat it with nothing on it."
"So will I."
We laughed for a minute and then the man behind me, maybe in his late 40's/early 50's said "Does he love bread?"
"Oh yeah!"
"This may be weird but I have a ton of bread in my car that will go bad if I don't give it away. It's really good bread. If you'd like some, I could meet you out in the parking lot and give you a few loaves."
Thinking in my head "That's odd. I wonder if he made it or if he sells it."
"Did you make it?"
"No, it's from a friend who got it from a bakery."
"Okay, awesome, thank you so much."
So, I paid for my things and waited for him to pay for his. We walked out to his car (a mini roller skate is what I call them) that he was loaning while his car was being worked on. I don't know if he thought I would find his very small car odd so he had to tell me it was a loaner or what.
Anyways, he gave me 2 loaves and asked if I wanted more. There's no way I could hold more than 3 loaves of bread in my house without going bad since our freezer is too full.
I thanked him and wished him a Merry Christmas. Now, if I had been alone, I wouldn't have gotten 2 free loaves of bread. But because my kid is super duper cute and personable, we scored some free bread from a very nice man.
I hope he has a wonderful Christmas and something unexpected (but nice) is reciprocated back to him.
As his Mother, I knew he was different than most kids his age but with him being my first, I really didn't have much to compare him to.
There's something about him that draws people to him. I've seen it and others have said it.
"I don't know what it is about him but I'm more drawn to him than any other kid who comes in here."
He's special, I do know that. He'll give anyone a kiss or a hug. He'd give you his last cookie if you wanted it. He shares like there's no tomorrow.
Women have told him they would love to give him their phone number so they can hang out with him.
Others have asked him if he'd like to go home with them for the night and the polite boy that he is, he shakes his head yes.
I've made one very special connection with a woman I work with. She's a little younger than my Mom, only has one child (living in California) and three grandchildren. It may be because she misses her grandkids so she globs on to my son but she loves him as if he were her own. We go over to her house every Tuesday for dinner and she and her husband play with him. They love it and so does my son. They have a huuuuge backyard with grass so he enjoys kicking his ball around. He also loves picking lemons off their lemon tree. Every once in a while one of their cats will come out so he'll chase the cat around for a bit.
This relationship will probably be one we'll have forever. She's taken us in as if I were here daughter and I couldn't be more thankful for that.
The reason for this post was to write down some of the connections I've made with people so I'll remember them to later tell my son what an impact he had on everyone.
What happened last night is what sparked this post.
We were at Target getting only bread and bananas. (This kid eats bananas like they are going out of style. 2-3 a day) We were in line and my son asked for a piece of bread. I told him we had to wait until after we paid for it.
The lady infront of us said "I'd love a piece of bread too.".
"Oh, but he will eat it with nothing on it."
"So will I."
We laughed for a minute and then the man behind me, maybe in his late 40's/early 50's said "Does he love bread?"
"Oh yeah!"
"This may be weird but I have a ton of bread in my car that will go bad if I don't give it away. It's really good bread. If you'd like some, I could meet you out in the parking lot and give you a few loaves."
Thinking in my head "That's odd. I wonder if he made it or if he sells it."
"Did you make it?"
"No, it's from a friend who got it from a bakery."
"Okay, awesome, thank you so much."
So, I paid for my things and waited for him to pay for his. We walked out to his car (a mini roller skate is what I call them) that he was loaning while his car was being worked on. I don't know if he thought I would find his very small car odd so he had to tell me it was a loaner or what.
Anyways, he gave me 2 loaves and asked if I wanted more. There's no way I could hold more than 3 loaves of bread in my house without going bad since our freezer is too full.
I thanked him and wished him a Merry Christmas. Now, if I had been alone, I wouldn't have gotten 2 free loaves of bread. But because my kid is super duper cute and personable, we scored some free bread from a very nice man.
I hope he has a wonderful Christmas and something unexpected (but nice) is reciprocated back to him.
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
We Saw Santa
Last year we went the typical route, we went to a Mall (so to speak) and had pictures taken with Santa. This year we went to the same place, took the picture (of course it was SUPER cute) but didn't buy any. Why? Because they wanted $24 for 1-5x7 and 3-3.5x5's. That's outrageous and it makes me wonder if I spent that much last year because we got a bigger package than that. Maybe I justified it because it was his first Christmas.
This year I wasn't havin' it. So, I asked around if anyone knew of cheaper places and/or free. Someone had told me about the hospital we had PGA at. They were doing Santa pictures in the lobby starting at 9am. We got there around 8:45 so we could hopefully get close to the front of the line. We were 4th or 5th in line and they moved pretty quickly too.
They had Santa's Elves doing a couple activities like face painting and a few magic tricks. They had cookies and milk for you after seeing Santa and even had Mrs. Clause.
Going into this, I figured it would be some bum Santa and someone with a point and shoot camera. Hey, it was free, I don't think that's a totally crazy thought.
Well, I was totally wrong. It was beautiful and much nicer (and cheaper) than the other place we went to. Plus, it wasn't just a picture of PGA, we were all in it. I'm in love.
Needless to say, we'll be going there every year here on out. I love that hospital. (Now if I could just get a job there!)
This year I wasn't havin' it. So, I asked around if anyone knew of cheaper places and/or free. Someone had told me about the hospital we had PGA at. They were doing Santa pictures in the lobby starting at 9am. We got there around 8:45 so we could hopefully get close to the front of the line. We were 4th or 5th in line and they moved pretty quickly too.
They had Santa's Elves doing a couple activities like face painting and a few magic tricks. They had cookies and milk for you after seeing Santa and even had Mrs. Clause.
Going into this, I figured it would be some bum Santa and someone with a point and shoot camera. Hey, it was free, I don't think that's a totally crazy thought.
Well, I was totally wrong. It was beautiful and much nicer (and cheaper) than the other place we went to. Plus, it wasn't just a picture of PGA, we were all in it. I'm in love.
Needless to say, we'll be going there every year here on out. I love that hospital. (Now if I could just get a job there!)
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Poop is Exciting
My son is almost 19 months old. Has not shown any signs of being interested in potty training. We bought him a seat for the adult toilet which he'll sit on but won't do anything.
The other night, we were playing upstairs and he was squatting down and he pointed to his diaper.
I said, "Did you go poopy?"
He shook his head yes.
I got excited. Maybe a little too excited. Oh well, a Mom has to do what she has to do.
So, fast forward to bed time. We read after bath and he always searches through his books to find the one he wants me to read him. Well, he had just received a box from his Grandma with about 37 new books.
He searched and searched and picked out his potty book. I couldn't believe it.
So, that's what we read.
Has he shown any signs since that night of interest in potty training? Of course not. Eh, we'll get there.
The other night, we were playing upstairs and he was squatting down and he pointed to his diaper.
I said, "Did you go poopy?"
He shook his head yes.
I got excited. Maybe a little too excited. Oh well, a Mom has to do what she has to do.
So, fast forward to bed time. We read after bath and he always searches through his books to find the one he wants me to read him. Well, he had just received a box from his Grandma with about 37 new books.
He searched and searched and picked out his potty book. I couldn't believe it.
So, that's what we read.
Has he shown any signs since that night of interest in potty training? Of course not. Eh, we'll get there.
Cutest boy after his bath!
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