Frustration

Last time I played with dominoes? ... probably 25 years ago. I can not tell you the frustration I felt while trying to line them up for the boys. Now granted, chubby little fingers kept knocking them over... or possibly a foot. They were so sweet though telling me they 'wanted to help mommy' ... hahaha

We finally got a small row up
Carter is very excited

He is getting very anxious ... it is hard to control the urge to knock them down

a few summer fun pictures

Riding our bikes on the deck.

Here kitty kitty kitty kitty.

Grandma took use to the zoo!

No pictures!

Look! I'm swimming with just my swimmies!

Touch some sharks with me?

Carter and Nana - see Philly behind us?

Carter & Pop

Our first real train ride to the aquarium

Give it back to the universe

When stressed just give it back to the universe ... breathe deeply and release the stress.

I have been practicing this for years thanks to a good friend ... does it work? No, not really. But today was a bit different.

While driving to work this morning stress was eating me alive. So I decided to take a different approach. I stopped my car and got out. I walked to the side of the road. I just started yelling about what was bothering me ... I gave all the anger and frustration back to the universe.

Here, take it, I don't want it.

I took this picture with my camera phone ... yep, I stood right there.

Cold Feet

Here’s a little tid-bit you may not know about me. It’s about Cold Feet but not what you are thinking.

When I sleep I need my feet to be cold. I will do just about anything to keep them cold. Most times I will pull the sheets so my feet can stick out. This causes issues though since the bed never stays made during the night. Another option is to take old t-shirts and wrap my feet in them. This can get tedious though, since I have to constantly move my feet around so they are touching a new ‘cold’ part of the shirt.

If I happen to fall asleep with socks on I wake up with a headache.

I can remember as a child wearing the ‘footie’ pajamas during the winter. Remember that awful plastic on the foot that made your feet sweat? It did serve a purpose though, to allow the child to walk without slipping but come on, it was disgusting. It bothered me so much in fact that when my oldest child was younger I cut the feet off and had him wear socks if his feet were cold.

Wanted

In need of a highly qualified scientist to clone me. Well, maybe not clone since I am needing someone to just duplicate me. This would make my life much easier - see, then I can be doing a billion things at once instead of doing just a half billion.

Mr. Woodpecker

Would you please refrain from using my house for your enjoyment. I realize this is what you do - but I think you would enjoy the neighbor's house more. If you would take a moment, do a 180, you would see the wonderful woods in our backyard... looks inviting, huh?

I think though, this is a game to you. I am on to you, you never seem to peck in the same place. Do you realize that we like to sleep at the crack of dawn? I do not care to get up and walk around the house until I find you and bang on the walls.

I would really hate for this to get violent- but soon I will have no choice but to come outside and start throwing things at you. So for the safety of all involved - cut it out!

a bucket and a hose

This is what happens when you give a 2 and 3 year a bucket and hose.

Can we share please?

Thanks!