Living Life One Cheerio at a Time

I usually don't use that kind of language. BUT Wednesdays are going to kill me. They are mean and they suck! I have a BAD attitude about Wednesdays. You see Wednesdays are dance day. And for all reasons the universe is against me that's the day the hubs ALWAYS gets home late. Forcing me to take 3 children  to dance class. Child #1's class is early enough but Pooh Bear's class overlaps. So we are gone for about 2 1/2 hours. Running into a later bed time. So the dilemma do I make them eat early enough to not be starving during class and then a quick snack on the way home or let them wait. But they are not always hungry and then what happens to the late running hubs meal? what do I cook?questions??? CEREAL! its often the answer...low clean up and prep. So pooh bear at 3 1/2 has decided to stop the whole NAP thing, especially on Wednesdays. MAKING HER THE  OL' GRUMPY TROLL. And then the fighting begins with her sister. OH THE FIGHTING! OH THE DRAMA! You see chil...

So one week and one day ago Pooh bear went full on big girl. She moved to a big girl bed and went paci free. Several weeks ago she announced that she wanted to be in a big girl bed. I told her that she needed to start staying dry all night. She was staying dry all day and during naps but nigh time was a different story. Then all of the sudden she started staying dry. ALL. NIGHT. So she was dry day and night for 2 weeks. The hubs and I decided to go get her a bedspread that would fit her full sized big girl bed. She wanted pink. We found a loud polka-dotty (pink, green and blue on a chocolate background) set. She loved it! We set it up and then dropped the bomb. NO MORE PACI. Guess what?! She hasn't asked for it. NOT. ONCE. She  has miraculously stayed in her bed until I get her out. I am loving my new big girl. Okay, now to be honest, she's only on the mattress and box spring. I call her pooh bear only because #1 gave her that nickname when she was born, but reality is she...

Today's blog is just some recent observations: 1. GROSSY McGrosserson * The man on the motorcycle speeding by me on the right to pass to only pass me and go two lanes over on the left (WHY??). You need a shirt that let's just say is not ala-Brittney Spears-mid-drift-style. It was gross seeing your shirt way to high and seeing all that unnecessary hairiness {GAG} *Finding my son dangling his paci over the open toilet {ewwww} 2. Captain rotten pants Child #2: I hungies. Me: You want a snack every time you turn around. #2: (turning around and looking over shoulder) I want a snack Me: SIGH (she is only two...too smart for own good) Okay here are some recent pics of the cheerio gang. Yes that is rice krispies.