The Moment When…

The moment when you realize someone has opened the door while your taking a shower. The brisk morning A/C cooled air is now rushing into your bathroom you have blissfully been pumping steam into for the past 5 minutes. Trying to create your mommy spa. It went like this –

Hubs: can you turn down the heat?
Me: (sigh) yes. Just a second.
Hubs: turn down the heat!
Me: ok. Geeze calm down. Why is it so important that I can’t take a 5 minute shower?

I turn around to see a naked, and poop covered, little SB. Sigh. That needed no answer.

Followed by the moment when… you don’t want to leave the shower for fear of what you will find – and smell.

Happy Sunday!

PS. We took the spawn on a hike yesterday. Saw some amazing views.





Mommy Moment Monday

Today is the day! My trifecta of happiness started. By some mere miracle, I was able to get Diva into a closer prek (she started today) which was right down the street from our house. So now I can easily walk Bug to school in the mornings and then on our way back home walk Diva to prek. Life is great! Everything has worked out the way I had hoped and the great thing is I have stopped trying to stress over the things I cant control (one small step for me!).

So what did I do with my extra time (I gained two extra hours a day by switching Diva to a closer school!)? I decided to finally update Bugs room. I wanted to surprise him with a big boy room when he got home from his first official first day of kindergarten.

Sadly, it was time for “The Hungry Caterpillar” room to go. It had served us well for the past 4 years. Like the room, Bug has started growing into a handsome butterfly and it was time his room reflected his transformation. But it wont be with out tears. The art in his “toddler” room was hand made by my mom, aunt and I. Of course I am going to keep it forever! I will never be able to part with it. Which is why it will either go in the playroom or the tote of Bugs items I am saving for him. Then it is his choice and I don’t have to be broken hearten with parting with it.

Many months ago I started this project. I knew it would take awhile for me to complete and decided to give myself this day as a deadline. I am happy to say that I did complete the major projects I had planned. His new bedding was ordered; now it is washed and already on his bed. Hubs painted his new art work; and its ready for Hubs to hang when he gets home from work. I also finally finished his new curtain holders. This was a labor of love. It was so much fun to do and I cant wait to show you the projects. But first let me show you the complete finished project!

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The Moment When…

The moment when… your potty trained kid tells you their underware is wet and they don’t remember where the peed.

Seriously, I’m not joking. This happened to Diva earlier this week. We are all getting ready for school and she finds me holding her underware telling me its wet. I take her for her word and tell her to go put it in the wash. Then I start the interrogation. “Where did you pee? The bed? Bugs bed? The floor? Your room? Bugs room? The bathroom?” I kept asking and she kept replying “I don’t know”. And if you know Diva this is her standard reply.

So I feel her bed, look around the kids rooms and nothing. And now we are running late for school. But riddle me this batman- how can you forget where you pee?! Especially when you don’t do it in the bathroom. I mean how hard is it to find one of three bathrooms this house has and use it!

So now your asking “well, where did she pee?”. The answer was discover about 12 hours after the incident took place. So not only was the smell nauseating, the dried pee made even the toughest men gag (I swear this as I made Hubs help Diva clean it up).

Luckily Diva chose her pee spot directly across from the laundry room for easy clean up. However, it was in my office floor. So much for trying to get organized. I had stuff off the shelves and on the floor for reorganization. So instead of going back on the shelves; they go in the trash.

But seriously! Why pee on my floor. I could only stop and stare at her when I found it. Because for once, I was speechless.