Archive | September, 2011

A Chip Crumbed In My Eye!

23 Sep

Techno Toddler will be three 1 month from today.  And she’s coming into her own with her talking.  She’s quite funny and I love to hear her interpretation of the English language.

She’s eating chips and she got some of the chips in her eye, don’t ask me how.  But she comes running to me and says,

A chip crumbed in my eye, mama!!!!!


If you ask me , that’s a pretty brilliant way of explaining what happend and I totally see the logic in it.


I love Pre-K

15 Sep

I’m in love with Pre-K. Or maybe I’m in love with 5 year olds. Either way the gems that Facebook Five Year Old has come home with in just 2 weeks of school are priceless!!

Today we had to fill out a form about our family and I let FBFYO dictate the answers to me.

My heart melts.


Why I love Pre-K

15 Sep

On Wednesday Isabelle came home with the white card for me, on Thursday the red one. My heart sings!!!!





9 Sep

Lelia found a penny in the car and Isabelle wanted some money too. I told her I would get her some and she asked me where I would get it.

Lelia said “At the money store”.

I asked her where that was and she said “far far away from Target”.

First Days of School Photos

7 Sep

Isabelle's Frist day of Pre-K at Valley Baptist Aged 4.5

Lelia's First day of the 2's at Valley Baptist Aged 2.5


Techno Toddler Throws a Tantrum

7 Sep

Yesterday after the poo incident, we went to Kohl’s to procure some rain boots for Techno Toddler.  15 minutes into the visit, as we were entering the check out line, she decided that she wanted to remove her rain coat. I told her no.  The below picture is what ensued for the duration of my wait in line.  People stepped over her and around her to get in line behind me.





This is how she reacts in many situations when she is told no.  She can cry for an extended period of time and many times it works.  She will wear me down to the point that I cave.  Just last night she threw a crying fit at bed time because she wanted to sleep on our room.  It went on for 40 minutes.  She woke up at 3:27am and we repeated the whole process in miniature – that one only lasted 10 minutes.

These tantrums could be the end of me and so to retaliate, I posted this picture on Facebook.  And now I’m posting it here.  One day this will embarrass her – I looked forward to that day.



Poo On The Carpet – The Joys of Working From Home

6 Sep

Today has been an awesome summery of the life of a working from home mother.

5:30am Techno Toddler awakens with a request to sleep in our bed, I oblige.

6:30am I gave up on falling back to sleep

7am I opened my laptop and began working

8am Facebook Four Year Old wakes up and requests breakfast

9am Pry my hand free of Techno Toddler’s grip while apologizing to my husband for leaving him with her screaming and depart from home  with Facebook Four Year Old to take her to her first day of school.

9:05am Walk Facebook Four Year Old to her classroom, which she runs into without so much as a backward glance in my direction or a good-bye.

9:30am Attend meeting with client

10:30am Arrive home to relieve my husband and send him off to his office job.

12pm Conference call with my Facebook Ad Rep in which he extols the virtues of a clients ad campaign success!  Happy Happy Joy joy! I am beyond elated!

12:15pm Techno Toddler interrupts joyous Facebook conference call to inform me that she has removed her diaper and pooped.  I clean her bottom while on the call and never let the young Facebook rep on the other end of the phone know that I have done so.

12:30pm Hang up from call and venture up the stairs to the scene of the crime. I discover that Techno Toddler has pooped on her rug and then attempted a clean up.  This entails poop covered wipes, poop spots all over the carpet, and two bath towels laid out on the floor, also covered in poop.  And the crowning glory of it all, a big log of poop in the waste basket!

12:55pm Poop has been cleaned, Techno Toddler has been rediapered, no one has had lunch, but I have now banged out this personal blog post – a most excellent use of the 1 hour and 15 minutes I have left before I need to pick up Facebook Four Year Old from her first day of school.