Thursday, January 29, 2009

Monday, January 26, 2009

Deceptive Mommy

You know those days where your toddler refuses to eat ANYTHING remotely healthy? I think the only thing keeping Diva alive this past week is yogurt and milk. Not exaggerating. Oh yeah and cookies. Trust me, I keep my house stocked with healthy foods but this girl has refused it all.

So on days or in this case...nights like these I whip up my trusty Mommy Shake. (Wow that sounds kind of....weird?) Anyway it never....ever fails. She downs the thing like it's a chocolate milk shake. Here is what I throw in there:

frozen bananas
frozen strawberries
frozen blueberries
spinach (oh yes my friends, spinach is a mommy's best friend...tasteless and insanely healthy)
flaxseed oil
protein powder
plain yogurt
wheat germ

I feel like channeling the evil plan laugh from Friends. muahahahaha. I'm so clever.

I just don't think you could get any healthier than that. Now I won't feel bad that she refused my homemade tortillas with my homemade guacamole! :(

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Disney Hussies

lilm - the-little-mermaid wallpaper
Oh man I got a kick out of the title of my post. So true though right? If Tinkerbell's dress was any shorter they would have to change it to a PG-13 rating.

The hussy factor actually isn't the point of my post. We purchased The Little Mermaid over the weekend and I sat right down with my Diva and watched the whole thing. I sang all the songs and slightly wished Prince Eric was a real human and not an animation. It brought back so many wonderful memories. I love, love this movie. I'm grateful for little girls who give me excuses to be into these movies. Might I add that Diva had to watch The Little Mermaid in her Tinkerbell dress. it begins.

A couple things though:

-Ariel, you were only 16! Why marry so young?! I know Eric's hot and you wanted to lock that down but I'm sure he would have waited until you were at least 18.
-I hope you made new friends. I'm sure a crustacean and a fish were lovable and all but in the real world honey, people would think you've lost your mind.
-Prince Eric, sweetie dear I'm sure back in the day playing the recorder was the way to get chicks (ahem, mermaids) but nowadays it's just plain gay. Break out a guitar buddy.

I'm excited to hopefully one day have an arsenal of Disney Princess movies. I can then continue to watch them and wish I had a 11 inch waist.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Multiple Personalities Disorder?

This morning started off not-so-hot. Apparently the 4-hour virus took hold of my Diva. This resulted in vomit all over mommy. Yeah, it was pretty sweet.

She took a good nap;

which proved to be the cure.

"Hey sweetie can you smile for mommy?"

"Uh yeah, um that's a fake smile."

"No I said SMILE."

"For the love of Pete, just smile!!"

"Thank you!!" *I've often called her bipolar but I may rethink my unofficial diagnoses.*

Thursday, January 8, 2009

And then there was ONE

Two weekends ago my sister got hitched. Third girl in on the right of the bride is the last sister to not be married. Good luck Cindy!

Thoughts going through my mom's head? "4 down, 7 to go"

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Okay Okay

Can we say serial poster? Just thought I'd share this to prove to my brother that I don't have a lot of "angst."


Today while in Target Diva threw a fit because I didn't get her shoes. She was chompin on gum but stopped mid-tantrum, took out her gum and handed it to me. She whimpered, "Hold my gum so I can cry."

So what did I do? I held it...out of disbelief really. Who says that??

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Because I'm bored

Hubby is at the movies, kids are in bed so that means a completely pointless post by yours truly.

I've decided to discuss some pet peeves of mine:

  • Blue tooth cell phone talkers. Yeah those guys....or girls. The ones that walk around like insane people. You think they are talking to themselves but no, they're on the phone. And most of the time the conversation is annoying and LOUD. Hey dude, we get it, you're important but please when you're not on the phone TAKE OFF THE EAR PIECE! It's not decoration. You don't see me walking around with my land line cordless phone taped to my head "just in case someone might call."
  • Constant texters or people so wrapped up in their cell phones or touch phones or blackberries that the world is passing them by and they don't even know it. It irritates me even more when I see people doing this at the gym...on a cardio machine. If you are going slow enough to be able to properly text or peruse your touch are NOT getting a workout!
  • My sister will appreciate this one: Toddlers pushing or hanging on me while I am trying to make dinner. This alone could easily send me to the looney bin. Hey dear children, I am NOT having fun or throwing a party here. I'm trying to create good food for you to consume so leave me alone for 30 minutes!!!! Arghhh!!! Dear baby sister is just starting to get into this phase and it drives me bonkers!
  • People who have no sense of common courtesy. Thankfully I rarely experience it but when I do I think, "Didn't your mother teach you better than that?" For example: I have my kids in tow which means I'm holding my toddler's hand and carrying my baby in a sling. I'm also holding my diaper bag which means my hands are full. If you're going into the store ahead of me please please PLEASE hold the door open! I don't care if you are a guy or a girl or a guy who looks like a girl just hold open the freakin door. You will receive a huge thank you and look of utmost appreciation. Take lessons from the guy who when seeing me walk in Target with the baby carseat (sleeping baby) and 2.5 year old and noticing there were no carts to be found, went completely out of his way and found me an extra cart. Thank you nice man at Target (who was NOT a Target employee)
  • Lastly, it peeves me when complete strangers discipline my child. I realize my kid is standing up in the cart and I understand the dangers of falling but trust me I have told her probably 20 times in the last 40 seconds to SIT DOWN or she will fall and hurt herself. I don't need you to come by and say, "Oh honey you better sit down." or "She really shouldn't be standing up in that thing." Uh duh. But unless I physically get in the cart with her and hold her down or bring bungee cords to keep her strapped in there's not much I can do besides repeating myself 70 million times. Sure I could take her out but that would mean spending my shopping hour chasing her around the store. Not my idea of fun.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

"I get my good looks from my Dad."

The girls have a shared shirt with that statement written across the front. It could not be more true.

-There's Papa rockin' his stache!

Now we know where those chunky thighs come from!

I can't take any credit for these baby blues. They're all from Daddy!

Love that smile.

I attempted to snap some shots of Diva while at the park today. No go. I felt like a paparazzo trying to sneak in a good shot but she always discovered me.

An attitude this big can only be innate.

Just to prove that she wasn't all scowls. I promise she can be quite pleasant when she's not tired, hungry or bored.


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