ROBOTS

A while back Wyatt came out of his room after we had put him to bed. He was distraught. He had dug around in his toys and found robot arms. I tried to hold back my laughter. This is what he handed me.
It's actually a part of a leggo construction bucket. Well that night I told Wyatt that we would make the sure to give him a body. A day or two later we had a robot making day. I did the construction but Wyatt picked colors and sprinkled glitter. This is the result.



After we were done we had him sitting on top of our fireplace.

Weeks go by.

It gets cold and we have our first fire of the season. Neither of us were paying any attention and while Wyatt and I were sitting on the couch we heard a POP. Something flew across the room.
I get up, check, and it's the robots HEAD!

Wyatt freaks.

We had left him on top of the fireplace and when it started to get hot its head flew off. It's a good thing because it alerted us to the fact that there was other stuff that needed to come off also.

Weeks go by.

We move into a new house and I realize that I still have not reattached the robots head. I decided to fix him for Wyatt. Then I took pictures.


He is very excited to have his robot back.

The Joys Of Having A Baby

Our little boy has brought many joys to us so far. He has also made us pull our hair out in one big hand full.

Lets see, we have had to deal with jaundice in the first week of his life that made us force him to sleep naked on light bed. Let me tell you something...the amount of crying we both did that first night was enough to fill a swimming pool. Too bad we don't have one, of course if we did I would have probably tied a stone to my ankle and jumped into the deep end.

Then we hit the two week mark and the crying started, the crying that would NOT stop. There was nothing I could do, he refused to be comforted in any way. Jeff would come home and I would just be letting him scream because I honestly could not hold him anymore, within 5 minutes of Jeff trying to calm him he told me he now understands how people go insane and shake their babies. Now he also understands why I can just sit in a room with him screaming his head off, there were times that I was afraid to hold him.

Turns out the doctor told me to try cutting out dairy from my diet, if it wasn't that then Andrew had colic. Well, yippee for us it was just the dairy. Which means he has calmed down so much and is a happy little baby now. Problem for me is that I LIVE ON DAIRY!!! You have no idea how hard it is for me to cut dairy out of my diet, I had NO idea just how much dairy I actually ingested on a daily basis. Andrew is only 8 weeks old now and I have to wait until he is 12 weeks until I can try dairy again. If he freaks out again then I have to go until 6 months, it could even be a year. What am I going to do without dairy for a whole year...really tell me, that means no pizza, grilled cheese, mexican cheese sauce, yogurt, and milk! MILK, I cant tell you how bad I want just one...ONE LAGRE GLASS OF MILK, wait that's a lie I really want 10, 50, 100. Oh, I would settle for one though. I even considered having dairy when I know that he will cry, I could do it on a day that I don't have anything to do the next day so that I can sit with him as he screams all night. SIGH....I can't do that to him. I want to be selfish, I want to make myself happy, indulge myself, but I cant. I am a mother to a boy that cant have dairy and if that means I cant have dairy so be it. I would give it up for the rest of my life if it means I have a healthy son.

You will just have to ignore all the complaining I will do until the day I die. It's going to be a long year..but happy 8 weeks Andrew.

Mamas Been Working Overtime

Being that Wyatt came a month early and there was very little that was ready, I decided that would not happen this time. We decided that since we had an extra room (the computer room) that we would turn that into Andrew's room. I am a little embarrassed to show our before pictures as we had let the computer room get completely "Out of Control." It had turned into one of those rooms that you throw all of your junk into and then shut the door, that way if we ever had company they wouldn’t know our little secret. Well, I am letting the secret out of the bag....Jeff helped with all the furniture moving and I took care of the painting and decorating, oh yeah and ALL of the organizing. It was a big process as you can see but it feels so good to have all the junk moved to its new home, be it the trash or our shelves and closets.

I just ordered a picture for the wall that will be my final touch. I am very pleased with the way everything turned out. We had to keep the computer in that room because we couldn't find another room that the internet would work on, it makes it feel a little bit cluttered in that corner but we were still able to make it work. Well, as to not torture you with my writing anymore here are the pics.....It was a long process but for a worthy case. We did this all for you little man....

As Close As They Can Get

We had Chineese food the other day and Wyatt couldn't wait for his fortune cookie. I dug in the bag and pulled one out. These are our fortunes....

Wyatts couldn't have been more on target. Perfect for a two year old.Here is mine. Its more of a reminder of birth control to me, "hey, just think... you have sex and get pregnant. That baby is going to have to come out, and its not going to feel good."

Introducing Thomas

Well, Wyatt started school recently. OK, it's not really school because I am lazy and didn't sign him up in time, its more of a day care. Either way we call it school.

Wyatt could care less about me leaving him at school, he just runs to the first toy he sees and starts playing. I was all excited because they do a craft every day and I was going to keep his first project forever....probelm is, well how should I say it....it was Ugly. It was this red construction paper with pictures of girls cut out of magazines, he supposedly had pasted them on and it said "I am growing." Growing into what is what I am wondering, a girl crazy boy, or a girl. I wonder if they even had pictures of boys for him to pick out. I will say that he only has one girl in his class so I am going with the idea that he was being nice and letting all those other 2 year olds that have a problem with their sexuality have the boys. My son....he is secure.

The whole ride to school on his first day I was prepping him for people asking what his name was. I wanted him to be able to say, "I'm Wyatt." He was doing well, right as we pulled up he was finally starting to get it. We walked into class and the teacher came right over, bent down and asked him what his name was. "Thomas" he said with authority, I just started laughing. No, his name is Wyatt, he just has this thing for Thomas the Tank Engine. That make me chuckle all day.

Wyatt goes twice a week and luckily the second class that he went to he brought back this wonderful butterfly that he made with his handprints. So while I wanted to keep the first thing he ever brought home I am content with something he brought home from his first WEEK at school.

Whoomp There It.....Went???

I have been back from NYC for a week now. I went up with my good friend Sam to visit Elizabeth and Derek. And who could forget little Lemuel, oh wait there are more, the Costellos and the Kaufmanns.

We had a wonderful time visiting. For those that don’t know I used to live up in NYC with all of these people. Well we didn’t all live together per say but there are people in the neighborhood who always wondered. They have a wonderful set up that makes you feel like you have this enormous family. I miss it up there mainly because they are all such great people.

For the ride up Sam and I rented a car, a Luxury car. It was a Cadillac something or other. I am just not a car spaz so it was ok, definitely not a family car. What we or I did love about the car was the satellite radio. See Sam and I are on a totally different wavelength when it comes to music lately. He is really into rap and I am more into the indi sceen….if that even I have no idea where my tastes fit. Either way I knew I would not be able to handle a 12 hr drive with straight rap and Sam doesn’t even consider my music. Here is where the satellite radio came in. It took us forever to figure it out, or for Sam to figure it out. I didn’t touch the thing. We settled on a 90’s radio station for 90% of the time in the car. Any other day I would have been wishing for something else but being that Sam and I have been friends throughout that entire decade we A) knew all the songs and B) reminisced about what memories they brought back. Lord did we ever laugh a lot at the songs and the memories….oh and the people in the memories. We kept laughing at the idea of calling the people from out past and letting them listen to the music. In fact I think we did try to call at least one…..but no answer.

We were entertained with songs like “I want it that way”-Backstreet Boys (Sam’s favorite), “Jump Around”- House of Pain, “I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles) – the Proclaimers, Everlast, Third Eye Blind, Sublime, Collective Soul, Salt-n-Pepa, and who could forget “Whoop there it is”- Tag Team. Boy did I feel like I had gone back in time, just Sam and I on another road trip. Luckily we did change the channel for those like Bryan Adams, Phil Collins, and Edwin McCain. At least there was that.

All I want to say is that I had a wonderful time on the road trip and for our time visiting nyc. I am glad to be back with my family….time to start buckling down and getting a baby room ready. I am 20 weeks today and for those that don’t know we will be having another boy. I have a MAJOR job ahead of me when I try to clean out the computer room, I will also be trying my hand at ebay….at least that is the plan I have in my head. Either way I must get rid of a lot of junk in the next 20 weeks….fun fun.

So I Butchered My Family Last Night

Yep, that's right. Butchered.

It came to be time in our home for haircuts and while we are trying to save a little money I have been cutting Wyatt and Jeff's hair myself. We have never had a problem before, meaning that they always looked presentable. Then we get to last night.

Well, we always start with Jeff first so Wyatt sees its nothing to worry about. As I was cutting I was REALLY trying not to give Jeff a bowl cut which usually ends up happening, I'm just not good at the fade. He was telling me how the barber usually does it and so I started trying to do that....this is where we took a nasty turn. It didn't really work I took a step back and just said OH MY! What had I just done, oh nooooo. I had cut Jeff's hair much higher than I should have and it didn't fade at all so now you could see the curve at the top of his head and this circle of hair on top that was way too long. I tried to do a little mrore to it and then Jeff got up to look. I couldn't stop apologizing, he said he didn't care but I was going to have to just give him a buzz cut. I figured that I could probably get away with just cutting the top really short but not as short as a buzz cut. We did that....yes it's short but I kind of like it.....it's not tooooo bad.

Then we get to Wyatt. See, he was watching all of this and had already decided this woman can not cut hair. DON"T let her near my hair, but I was determined. Jeff held him on his lap and we struggled to cut Wyatt's hair, he spent the majority of the time with his head in his lap so I was able to get the sides and back taken care of. He decided to lift his head and let me get the front....here is where it all goes wrong. First, I was afraid to turn off the clippers and change the gauge to a bigger one for the top and bangs, so I decided to use what I had and just not actually touch his head with the clippers. I was in the process of running it thru when suddenly Wyatt decides to duck his head again......WHOOPS. The clippers got to close and there went a big chunk of his bangs. Great, now I had to cut the rest shorter to get them to look somewhat even and I didn't even cut the rest as short as that first part because that's really short. I'm really bummed about this because I love his cute bangs and now he hardly has any. Oh well.

At this point he was done and I still needed to do some more damage control but he is not having it. Jeff goes to take a shower and I decide to use baby powder to get the hair off Wyatt's chest. He is crazy for some baby powder and always wants to play with it so I decide a) since I tortured him with this hair cut I would let him play with it and b) while he is playing with it I could continue to cut his hair....if he lets me. Well, the powder worked I was able to trim up the rest of his hair except for over the ears as he played in powder. Boy, did he ever play in that powder. Today is my day off and now I get to spend the ENTIRE day cleaning every inch of this house. I mean every inch because EVERY place I look there is a layer of powder, and of course I do this a few days before I am getting ready to have company over. LOVELY, just how I wanted to spend my day.

I am also a little bummed that my friends are coming over that haven't seen Wyatt in forever and he looks like a mangy freak. Nothing I can do about it now....except show them pictures of him from before the haircut.

One final thing that I find humorous about this is how anyone and everyone I meet can not stop telling me how much Wyatt looks like Jeff. He is truly a mini-me for Jeff. Well, after the haircuts they have continued in that same fashion....because I cut their hair equally as bad. The poor things.