is that the sun?

I'm sitting here with music on, a cup of coffee, waiting for the demons to wake up. It's sunny outside, and it is supposed to get up to 48 today. And my favorite sister and monsters are coming to visit. Since today is going to be great, here's a list of current things I love.

* Baduka reads and writes the alphabet. Seriously, he amazes me everyday.

* Dizzy has learned my name and Mom, so when he wants me to see something, I'm pretty much the happiest girl ever to hear, "Mom, look!, Jen, look!"

* The New Kid also knows me as Mommy, and he pokes me with just his pointer finger with all his chubby other fingers spread as far as chubby fingers allow, and says, "Mommeee, mommeee, mommeeeee!" When I say what? He smiles and kisses me.

* I'm making a fondant bacon covered cake today. I can retire my pans, I've reached my baking peak. It will also, quite possibly contain a layer of bacon in the buttercream.

* I went out for fried pickles and gossip last night. I highly recommend Raspberry Lime Rickeys made with vodka. And having a Brookie of your very own.

* Therapy is finally starting tomorrow, so I have an excuse to finally clean this toy pit we call Shoebox. Pretty excited to see how much Baduka learns at home.

The only thing putting a damper on this greatness is I still don't have my England yarn. Fingers crossed it comes today and I can stop stalking my front door.

still winter? great.

Observations, stories, and thoughts of a mom who has had enough snow for one winter.

* Last night after tubby time, after being the best brothers ever, after the posting of the cutest video ever, the best boys went to bed. They weren't ready apparently, so they dumped every toy on the floor, and then all three played with Baduka's poop. They earned an extra tubby for their efforts and Daddy stayed in their room til all three fell asleep, after cleaning the festively sprinkled, lovingly squished, balls of homemade playdoh all over the room. Yay.

* I like the smell of toes in feety pajamas, and baby bad breath.

* Companies shouldn't change things that kids eat or drink out of unless it's a life or death situation. This is for you Playtex, did you have to mess with the one cup Baduka drinks out of?! It has taken two days for him to drink a cup of milk.

* I decided to hate toys that require batteries. Because batteries die, and children don't handle it as well as they should.

* If there was not 26 feet of snow on the ground, we would be outside right now.

* February vacation is stupid.

* Digested crayons are not nearly as pretty as they are in the Crayola box.

* Why is my England yarn not here yet??

The maniacs are maniacking, I gotta stop observing, storytelling, and thinking now, or goodness only knows what mess Daddy will have to clean up next.

Footsteps

The boys have a lot of sames, but for the most part they are three very different forms of crazy. As they are growing though, they are taking from each other certain traits and habits.

The New Kid is watching every moment and doing it all a tiny bit crazier. And he's perfected the Smile Adorably In Key Moments face.

Baduka has always been the one that was climbing, jumping, reading, and naked. Dizzy was the one with the blankie. Lately Baduka has been dragging his blankie EVERYWHERE and Dizzy has been staring at books.

Then the other day I walked in to a completely naked Dizzy, standing in front of Toy Story. I'll admit I found it adorable. I took pictures. Made a status.

But then today happened. Today Dizzy was in his familiar poop stance, but he told me, "Nonono" when I asked if he was done. I gave him a few more minutes while I read a blog post.

I looked up to a fingertip full of poop.

I DRAW THE LINE!!

I cannot spend anymore of my days wiping poop off of bedframes, tv screens, and foreheads. I just can't.

Dizzy get your own thing. Be a leader not a follower. Because people frown upon day drinking.