I had to mow the lawn yesterday. Like it HAD to be done. Out of control. Anywho, I started before Alex was home and had Miss Lulu outside with me. This set up is ok, but not ideal as she is not quite completely respecting yard boundaries. So, when Alex got home, I asked him to keep her inside and keep an eye on her. Apparently the second part of that request went unheard as soon as he and his buddy started playing WWE on the Xbox.
Travis got home just as I was finishing up taming the rain forest we were calling a lawn, and as I was emptying the last of EIGHTEEN mower bagger's full of clippings, I heard Travis inside yelling, "Why in the WORLD is there bubble gum on the dog?!?!" Uhhhhh, wat.
Yeah, Alex and his buddy were playing video games and taking breaks running upstairs to grab pieces of Double Bubble off the counter. During a break from shredding the legal pad I use for my work phone log, Lulu decided she needed some gum too. Apparently she didn't like it, or was chewing with her mouth open, because it got out of her mouth, stuck to the carpet for a hot second and then matted itself into her side while also leaving a 4" string of gum across her side like an arrow pointing to the giant wad of gum that was stuck to her.
Lots of olive oil and a scissors later, she is gum free. Alex has apologized profusely and helped me clean up the rest of the mess she made while he was so diligently "watching" her. Sam narrated the whole thing mostly informing me he was pretty sure it was hurting her. Even though she was almost asleep in my lap.
Everything is under control.
Wednesday, May 23, 2018
4 years
Monday was Sam's birthday. We are officially in the F'ing Fours. Oh are we ever. We are full on in the stage of life where anything not exactly how he wants it incites a full on tantrum. Last night's tantrum started with him throwing a tablet at his brother and ended with him in his room yelling that he hated me over and over and over for about 4 minutes. So that was fun.
His actual birthday was good though. He got a bike, toys, and dinner out. And he got to show off his completely natural camera ready smile...
Happy Birthday Samalamdingdong!
His actual birthday was good though. He got a bike, toys, and dinner out. And he got to show off his completely natural camera ready smile...
Friday, May 11, 2018
Go The F*** to Sleep!
There's a reason Go The F*** to Sleep is such a sucessful book. Children are monsters that do not believe in rest. And anyone who has braved this nightly endeavor can tell you it is so freaking frustrating.
Alex is getting better about it, but he is easily drawn back to the siren sound of f'ing around and asking for a zillion ridiculous requests. But...Sam has worn him down. He is a ragged shell of himself by the time he finally gets Sam to shut up. (And that is after we've been trying to get him to bed for a good half hour.) Most nights we can hear Sam jabbering and then finally we hear, "SAM! Shut uuuuuuuuuuuuPPPPPPPPPPPPP!" And we laugh and laugh.
Sam is doing one thing every night that I just can't help but laugh about though. I get him all snuggled in, and he looks up at me and says, "I need to tell Alex something." I remind him Alex can hear him as he is simply on the bunk above him, but I am told he needs to see Alex while he tells him something. So he rolls out of bed, climbs up to the top of the ladder, and says, "So...Alex...when I was younger..." and then sets off into a story of complete jibberish. Every. Single. Night.
Alex is getting better about it, but he is easily drawn back to the siren sound of f'ing around and asking for a zillion ridiculous requests. But...Sam has worn him down. He is a ragged shell of himself by the time he finally gets Sam to shut up. (And that is after we've been trying to get him to bed for a good half hour.) Most nights we can hear Sam jabbering and then finally we hear, "SAM! Shut uuuuuuuuuuuuPPPPPPPPPPPPP!" And we laugh and laugh.
Sam is doing one thing every night that I just can't help but laugh about though. I get him all snuggled in, and he looks up at me and says, "I need to tell Alex something." I remind him Alex can hear him as he is simply on the bunk above him, but I am told he needs to see Alex while he tells him something. So he rolls out of bed, climbs up to the top of the ladder, and says, "So...Alex...when I was younger..." and then sets off into a story of complete jibberish. Every. Single. Night.
Thursday, April 26, 2018
"Uggggggggggggh, Mooooooooooom."
The attitude floating around this house the past week or so has got to change. From both boys.
Any time Sam doesn't get what he wants, he rounds his back, jams his arms down by his sides with his hands in little fists, sticks his head out forward, angry pout-walks away from me while growling or yelling, "You are not doing what I want and it is making me VERY frustrated!" Good job identifying that feeling buddy. Now stop being such an ass about it.
Alex's mode of expression usually teeters between two main themes. He will exhibit some undesirable behavior, I will tell him if he keeps it up he will lose privileges, he continues whatever it is he's doing, I will announce that he has lost a privilege, and then he goes into panic/begging mode. "No! No! No! No! No! I won't do it anymore! I promise! No! No! No! No!" Ooooooooor, he will immediately get super pissed and just make angry guttural noises while he stomps away. Both of these things make my freaking blood boil. (And yes, I get that's probably why he chooses these behaviors. Shut it, Freud.) I couldn't listen to it anymore the other night, and I yelled so loudly I peed a little.
So yeah, things are super good over here.
Any time Sam doesn't get what he wants, he rounds his back, jams his arms down by his sides with his hands in little fists, sticks his head out forward, angry pout-walks away from me while growling or yelling, "You are not doing what I want and it is making me VERY frustrated!" Good job identifying that feeling buddy. Now stop being such an ass about it.
Alex's mode of expression usually teeters between two main themes. He will exhibit some undesirable behavior, I will tell him if he keeps it up he will lose privileges, he continues whatever it is he's doing, I will announce that he has lost a privilege, and then he goes into panic/begging mode. "No! No! No! No! No! I won't do it anymore! I promise! No! No! No! No!" Ooooooooor, he will immediately get super pissed and just make angry guttural noises while he stomps away. Both of these things make my freaking blood boil. (And yes, I get that's probably why he chooses these behaviors. Shut it, Freud.) I couldn't listen to it anymore the other night, and I yelled so loudly I peed a little.
So yeah, things are super good over here.
Monday, April 16, 2018
Breathe breathe breathe
She's cute and she makes Alex happy.
She's cute and she makes Alex happy.
She's cute and she makes Alex happy.
She's cute and she makes Alex happy.
She's cute and she makes Alex happy.
...
Nope. Saying it over and over is not making me not pissed about this.
Oh yes, you are in fact seeing pieces of a cord from the brand new lamp I bought, that was plugged in to the freaking wall! Not pictured here? The other pile of shredded paper and the pile of poo even though I have let her out THREE TIMES in 4 hours. One of those times, witnessing her pooing!
She's cute and she makes Alex happy.
She's cute and she makes Alex happy.
She's cute and she makes Alex happy.
She's cute and she makes Alex happy.
...
Nope. Saying it over and over is not making me not pissed about this.
Oh yes, you are in fact seeing pieces of a cord from the brand new lamp I bought, that was plugged in to the freaking wall! Not pictured here? The other pile of shredded paper and the pile of poo even though I have let her out THREE TIMES in 4 hours. One of those times, witnessing her pooing!
Sunday, April 15, 2018
Bubbles
Sam was snuggling up with me the other day, and started poking my boob and asked, "Am I gonna pop your bubble?" Geez kid, I hope not!
Heartbreak
Alex has been doing a great job focusing on Lulu and good memories of Aiden. (Sam, just last night, asked me where Aiden was. Way to be on the ball there kiddo.) Last night just about broke my heart though.
He was playing with Lulu and she accidentally whacked her head on the coffee table and yelped. I didn't see what happened, but based on how he reacted, I'm thinkin' whatever he was doing is what caused her to whack her head. I sternly told him he needed to be more careful, and thought that was the end of it.
About ten minutes later, I realized I couldn't find Alex so I went upstairs. That's when I discovered him in the guest room. Holding the clay paw print from Aiden. Bawling. When I asked what was going on, he told me he was upset because he was never going to be able to be around Lulu again because he hurt her and he just wanted Aiden back because he knew how to play with her.
Holy buckets.
But, right on cue, Lulu came running into the room, rocket-dogged up on the bed, snuggled into his side, and licked his face until he stopped crying. She may be naughty, but she is good for our souls.
He was playing with Lulu and she accidentally whacked her head on the coffee table and yelped. I didn't see what happened, but based on how he reacted, I'm thinkin' whatever he was doing is what caused her to whack her head. I sternly told him he needed to be more careful, and thought that was the end of it.
About ten minutes later, I realized I couldn't find Alex so I went upstairs. That's when I discovered him in the guest room. Holding the clay paw print from Aiden. Bawling. When I asked what was going on, he told me he was upset because he was never going to be able to be around Lulu again because he hurt her and he just wanted Aiden back because he knew how to play with her.
Holy buckets.
But, right on cue, Lulu came running into the room, rocket-dogged up on the bed, snuggled into his side, and licked his face until he stopped crying. She may be naughty, but she is good for our souls.
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