One Tall Tale

I have to share a tidbit of my life yesterday. It is just a sampling of what I have to work with everyday.

I had been eyeballing a new cheap haircutting place that was opening yesterday. Princess needed a trim and I just couldn't bring my self to spend $18.00 + tip to a 10 minute haircut. I figured the new haircut place might have a grand opening deal so I called them in the morning. They didn't have a opening deal but the kids haircuts were only $13.00. I couldn't beat that! So off Princess and I went to get her hair cut. We left Dear Husband and Pirate at home napping. The haircut didn't take long (will be going there again too!) so we decided to run over to Kohl's to make a quick exchange on a present for Pirate for Christmas. [That's a whole other blog entry: trying to Christmas shop when you always have at least one kid tagging along]

We didn't even get out of the parking lot into the store and my phone rings. It's Dear Husband in the background of a screaming Pirate. He is trying to get me to calm Pirate down over the phone. Yeah right! Since this has been happening a lot lately, I know the drill.... get home as quickly as possible. More for Dear Husband, not Pirate. Dear Husband is not able to deal with the kids when they cry and tantrum for Mommy so I get these wonderful phone calls while I am trying to get something down by myself or be by myself.

Princess and I rush home and as soon as I walk in Pirate calms down. Dear Husband doesn't even look at me, as if I did something wrong! He tells me Pirate has been like that since Dear Husband went and got him out of the crib after nap. Okay, I was going along with the story for a few minutes and then I discovered the truth. Dear Husband made the slight comment that he was so out of it during his nap (Must be nice!!!), that he slept through the phone ringing. Hummm.. made me start thinking. Pirate had been probably playing in his crib when he woke up and nicely calling out over the baby monitor that he wanted out of his crib. Dear Husband was so crashed he didn't hear Pirate until Pirate became outraged and scared that no one was coming. How long did it really take, I wonder? By the time Dear Husband staggered into the room with only one eye open, Pirate was pissed and Daddy was the last person he wanted to see. Can't I say I blame him. Oh, the joys of motherhood and wifehood!

Help! I am being held hostage......by a 2 year old!

My dear friend Angela called me a week ago to make sure I was okay since I hadn't blogged in awhile.(We are currently playing phone tag, I'm it!) I know this statement is overused but I have been 'so busy', mostly by a my sweet little Pirate who is 2. I like to say that he is holding me as a hostage. While I love spending time with him, once in awhile I would like a break and I am just not getting any these days. I am going to the gym at least 5 times a week now, for 1 1/2 hours in the morning just to get some peace and quiet. Pirate LOVES the kids area at our gym. I am sure your thought is... 'wow, she must be in great shape now'. I can do pull ups and run for quite a distance and a bit toner but you probably won't notice anything different with me. Since I am now putting myself 'first' as I am always told I need to do, the time I am taking at the gym is just setting me back on all the other things I need to do during the day. Another challenge I am facing with my little guy (and Princess, the two days she isn't at school) is that I am not able to hold any type of phone conversation. It is further isolating me. It really sucks.

As I have mentioned in previous blog entries, being a stay-at-home is great but can be tough if you don't get some kind of daily break.

Halloween

Princess was Cinderella at her Preschool Halloween parade and party. I love this picture because the little boy in the picture is Princess' crush, Jakey. She is IN LOVE with him. I love the look on her face. I know she is thinking, "come on Mom, you are embarrassing me in front of Jakey" He is clueless on how Princess feels.

For Trick or Treat, Princess decided to model her Sleeping Beauty costume and Pirate was a Pirate, of course. The vest came off within seconds of this picture being taken and the hat was put on his head at each front door as the doorbell was being rung. We didn't trick or treat for long. Princess had trick or treated during her Preschool parade the day before and was a bit burnt on the concept by this point. Pirate loved it and would have kept going if we let him. He had major tears when we had to take the bucket of loot out of his hands at the end of the night.

Happy Birthday Pirate!

My sweet little Pirate turned 2 the day before Halloween! He received a pirate hat & vest as a gift. How perfect! Pirate didn't really get what was going on at first. He is one that loves a party so he was happy when all his family started arriving at our house for dinner. I don't think he realized everyone was gathered for dinner for him until present and cake time. He began opening presents and became so fixated on the first toy that we had to egg him on to open the next present. Then he became fixated on the next toy and so on. Princess began opening the gifts for him to speed things along. She also had an ulterior motive. She was VERY jealous and envious of one of Pirates' gifts from us. She knew in advance about the gift and had already put it in her head that it was hers. It is a little animal carrier with dodads in it such as a little doggie, doggie dish, play food,etc. That one gift has caused so much grief between Princess and I. She has hogged it all weekend. Dear Pirate saw how attached Princess was and just let her pretty much take over the gift. I was the one that kept on reminding her that it was Caden's and he needed to be able to play with it once in awhile. Many tears over the damn doggie carrier this weekend. I told her she can put it on her Christmas list if she loved it that bad. (oh, how I am looking forward to Christmas- not!)

When it was time for cake, we put Pirate in front of his Backyardigans themed cake and luckily my brother had quick reflexes because little Pirate was getting tired and saw the Backyardigans figurines on the cake and lunged to rip them all off. We say 'Happy Birthday' so fast while he kept on trying to demolish the cake. I blew out his candles and said a little wish for him. He ate cake and then off to bed for the little Pirate!!