The Breeze

I guess I am just the frazzled new Mommy. Today, I snuck out of Primary to use the restroom. When I was done, I peeked in the Nursery & chatted with Michelle for a couple minutes. While talking to Michelle, Cassie came running down the hall & did me the hugest favor in the world. She let me know that my dress was tucked into my nylons! Yikes!!! So, apparently I'd walked all the way down the hall & stood there outside the Nursery door with my butt hanging out for everyone to see! How embarrassing! Am I really that out of it that I didn't notice the draft? I did something similar when Claire was 3 weeks old. On Christmas Eve, I finished nursing her in the bedroom & came walking out to visit with Jeff's side of our family with my shirt still pulled up. That time I think I noticed it before anybody caught a glimpse of my top half. With only 2 kids I must have had a few brain cells left so that I could notice. Not anymore! Someday, I'll return to my pre-baby intellect (I hope). For now, anyone who notices me walking around with part of my body flapping in the breeze, please let me know. I can't even manage to keep myself dressed properly & I'm supposed to take care of my kids' every need!?! Who's idea was it for women to be so scatter-brained when they have new babies? Maybe the reason I can't keep myself put together is that I am so focused on caring for my cuties.
Well, here's to a better day tomorrow!

No Need for Naps

Tyler does not like to take a nap. He fights me over taking a nap everyday. I've been told that he might be getting to old to need a nap anymore. I'm pretty sure that he still needs a nap & here's why:

Me: It's naptime.
Tyler: No! I don't want a nap! I'm not tired! I want to roller-skate outside! I want to play! I don't want a nap! I'm not tired! (And on and on.)
Me: Fine, just leave Claire alone so she can take a nap.
Tyler: OK, Mommy.

So, Tyler got his helmet & pads on and went outside to play. He got bored playing by himself & came in to wake Claire. I told him he'd be in trouble if he woke her. A few minutes later, I heard Claire screaming in her room. I went in there to find her sitting in her bed, holding her shoe. Apparently Tyler went in there, chucked her shoe at her and told her to put her shoes on & come outside to play. So, of course, Tyler was in trouble for waking her & throwing shoes at her. I sent him for time-out on the rug and I continued making dinner. About 15 minutes later, I realized that I forgot to tell him he could get off of the rug. When I went to tell him he could go play, this is what I found:

Wouldn't you say that looks like a boy who is not tired and does not need a nap?

What am I Going to Do with Claire?

Sure, she may be absolutely adorable . . . .

. . . . but what am I going to do with her and her mischief?

The Bathroom Sink

While changing Matthew's diaper, I heard the water running in the bathroom. As soon as I was done, I went to the bathroom to investigate the running water to find Claire standing on the toilet (with the lid closed) and this mess. I made a gasping noise followed by "Claire Ann Cosme!!!" (Everyone knows that parents are really mad when they use full names, right?) Claire's only response was "Sorry, Mommy." I sent her for time-out on the rug & went to get my camera. When I first found the mess, the water was only inches from the top of the sink. At least it was in the sink & not the toilet. A couple months ago she took a whole roll of toilet paper & dropped it into the toilet. I had to fish it out - yuck! No wonder we go through so much toilet paper these days. Now that I'm the one paying for the toilet paper, I can't believe my parents ever let me go toilet papering as a teenager!

The Markers

I found Claire at the kitchen table, coloring with Tyler's markers. I asked her if she put the markers in her mouth and she replied, "No, Mommy." Something tells me that she wasn't being completely honest with me. After I cleaned her up and sent her out of the kitchen, I found a lovely marker drawing that covered about 5 or 6 tiles on the kitchen floor. I wonder how that got there!?! Thank goodness for Crayola's Washable Markers and Crayons. That's the only kind I ever buy. They were definitely invented for the parents of sneaky kids. Look what can happen in the few minutes it takes to get a load of laundry going.

My Little Stinker

Like most parents say, "It's a good thing she's cute!" Even when she's naughty, I can't help but love this silly little girl! She's so cute and fun! She keeps me on my toes! She tests my patience, but how can I not love that face?

My Healthy Habits Challenge

For the past week and a half I've been attempting a 12 Week Healthy Habits challenge. One of the daily goals is to write a personal journal entry and blogging counts for that particular goal. As you can tell, I haven't earned the points for that one yet. I've been taking lots of pictures of funny things that happen in my house, so today I'll start adding the stories. I'm even going to break my personal rule about posting pictures of my kids on the blog because the pictures are what make the stories funny. So enjoy.

The Expert

The other night at dinner Tyler informed us, "Mommy, Daddy, I am an expert!"
So of course I had to ask, "An expert at what?"
Tyler replied, "I'm an expert at knowing that eating beef jerky gives me stinky breath. Eeeewww!"
We were dying! It was such a random comment. Jeff & I tried, but couldn't really contain our laughter. What a funny little boy we have!