He shoots, he scores!

Jake, on the phone to a grandparent; "We scored more goals than the team in the quarters." Maddie, giggling: "Uh, Jake, you mean Pennies."

Born Again

Miss M was given a sheep/blanket combo thing the first week she was born - it fell in and out of favor over the first three years, and actually was MIA for few months.

It was "found", truthfully, we didn't even know it was missing until it was on the lost and found table at the end of the school year, anyway, since ba ba was "found" just a few months ago Miss M does not go anywhere without it - and has asked many times, where she got ba ba, to which I replied, Grandma B gave it to you when you were born.

The other day, during what was suppose to be nap time, Miss M was chatting it up with Minnie Mouse and said, very seriously, I can't lose ba ba because the only way to get another one is if I am born again.

Mommy Juice

Week two, it's Wednesday right? I have no idea where the time goes (or what I am doing to make it go so fast. . . ) but still loving it, I know, honeymoon phase.

Some of you have had the pleasure of helping with M & J delivery to and from class over the past year - and have been equally amused by their shouts, "Mommy Juice store!" as you pass by Total Wine. . . No, they have never been there - yes, Uncle Mikey is to be thanked for their shouts.

Maybe 6 weeks ago the girls got together and visited Carafe Wines in Alexandria ( http://www.carafewines.com/) to make our own wine (and labels - made by yours truly, who knew?!) - there is an hour or so of wine tasting before you do about 10 minutes worth of not-so-hard-labor, so fun and so worth it!

This housewife has 31 bottles of Mommy Juice in the house, need I blog more?!

Jeeze Mommy

Had to dig in the memory archives for a post today - hubby home post call. Did a lot of fun nothing on my list.

So here is an older (maybe a few months) story, but SO worth telling/reading.

Ah, potty training. I read the books (yes, plural), I took the "your child is a ____________" personality quiz to assess training methods. I know, I'm crazy.


And before I implement my carefully constructed plan, they came to me and said, I don't want to wear diapers anymore. I want big kids underwears (yes, plural).


It was that easy. The books did not address that method. Anywhooo - One afternoon, little man, says he has go poo (which is sometimes synonymous with pee), but who questions a two year old - you just GO.


So, there he is poised for success on the edge of the Elmo potty - I am chillin' on the steps because i have been ordered to give "him some privacy to do his business", and I say, as I have said a million times, point your penis down.

His reply, "Mommy, poopy comes out your tushy, not your penis."


I stand corrected.

Kisses

Day 3 - I don't even know what I did today - but it's Cinco de Mayo and I am preparing a Mexican fiesta for dinner, Coronas and all - check that off the list! If I can find a bow I'm so putting in my hair, really, I will, mostly just to check something else off, but a little to see his reaction, priceless.

What else, started to clean house, by that I mean sort through my shoes, got distracted ended up walking the dog to the dog park and chatting the afternoon away, Padi's exhausted.

Speaking of, I pick the wild things up from class yesterday - and am getting status report on a day in the life of almost 3 yr olds - from their wonderful and amazing teacher, we'll call her Miss. Teacher. She says, I asked Jake for a hug and kiss today - and much to her surprise, he said OK (he likes to play hard to get), comes over, bear hug and a LICK on the cheek.

More than a little surprised she looks at him, and he says, I gave you a Padi kiss . . . .

Mommy's a lefty

My first day as a housewife, was mildly unsuccessful (no, I am not complaining, I'm just sayin')
In my defense, our AC was not working, so I had to take a lot of breaks, and go out to lunch, and make a list (I love lists), and hang out with my sister and brother.

So, day 2. As I drive the troops over to preschool, we pass by daddy's office - and there is a big whoop whoop in the backseat, and a chorus of "daddy's helping people, daddy's a doctor". I'm curious, so I say, "what is mommy?" In a very matter of fact tone, only an almost 3 yr old can pull off, they say, "mommy's a lefty."

Alrightly then. This lefty is going to start working on those rules (and maybe that list).

Home Economics 1954, does it still work?

HOW TO BE A GOOD WIFE
Home Economics High School Text Book, 1954


Have dinner ready. Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal, on time. This is a way of letting him know that you have been thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospect of a good meal are part of the warm welcome needed.

Prepare yourself. Take 15 minutes to rest so that you'll be refreshed when he arrives. Touch up your makeup, put a ribbon in your hair and be fresh-looking. He has just been with a lot of work-weary people. Be a little gay and a little more interesting. His boring day may need a lift.

Clear away the clutter. Make one last trip through the main part of the home just before your husband arrives, gather up schoolbooks, toys, paper, etc. Then run a dust cloth over the tables. Your husband will feel he has reached a haven of rest and order, and it will give you a lift, too.

Prepare the children. Take a few minutes to wash the children's hands and faces (if they are small), comb their hair, and if necessary change their clothes. They are little treasures and he would like to see them playing the part.

Minimize all noise. At the time of his arrival, eliminate all noise of the washer, dryer, dishwasher, or vacuum. Try to encourage the children to be quiet. Be happy to see him. Greet him with a warm smile and be glad he is home.

Some don'ts: Don't greet him with problems or complaints. Don't complain if he is late for dinner. Count this as minor compared with what he might have gone through that day. Make him comfortable. Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or suggest he lie down in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him. Arrange his pillow and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in a low, soft, soothing and pleasant voice. Allow him to relax and unwind.

Listen to him. You may have a dozen things to tell him, but the moment of his arrival is not the time. Let him talk first.

Make the evening his. Never complain if he does not take you out to dinner or to other places of entertainment. Instead, try to understand his world of strain and pressure, his need to be home and relax.

The Goal: Try to make your home a place of peace and order where your husband can renew himself in body and spirit.