December 22, 2011

Today is December 22, and yes I am behind and no I am not backdating. I am sick. I have a head cold. I can easily deliver babies naturally and combat cancer with grace but when it comes to a cold...I am a bear. I am whiny, grumpy, needy and just plain miserable. To top it off though, I am a self described martyr and can't just lay and be sick. I still need to wear the many hats I wear and continue on like I am in my A game. Owen put on three ball caps the other day and I thought the picture was reflective of my feelings today.

Something happened to me this week that never happens...I filled gas before it went up in price. I got gas at 89.9 and the next morning it was up to 102.9. Booya!

Friday can't come soon enough. I need some days off. I am making a plan of attack for our crafting and occupying since I will have the boys for Monday and Tuesday.

I want wine but have no taste buds so here is to hoping they are better prior to Christmas because Boris volunteered to be the designated driver. Woot woot!

Ok so I have taken 3 nighttime Tylenol cold capsules so I am going to try and pass out now. Night.

Despicable Me - THEY ARE NOT PYJAMAS!

This is Owen's absolute favorite part of Despicable Me. He quotes it all the time. It is so cute.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kk6i-WuWlJc&feature=youtube_gdata_player

December 17, 2011

The great work cookie exchange happened today.  We had a great brunch.  It is not often that I spend time away from my family but I was glad I went.  I made my family favorite "chocolate chip stuffed with Oreo cookie" and in return I got: almond chocolate cookies, sugar cookies, pecan tarts, chocolate lava cookies, shortbread, fruit bread, sesame cookies and Nanaimo bars.

I want to preface the next part of my rant by stating that I adore Owen.  What  don't adore is his toddler behavior.  I thought that since this was the third toddler phase that Boris and I went through it would be easier but it seems to be harder. Maybe we are more set in our ways now...I am not sure.

Lately the struggles are getting to me.  I keep trying to remember that the frustrations, the missed naps, the not-eating, and even the full-on screaming tantrums will pass and sooner rather than later I will be saying to Boris "I miss my little Owen".

Why does Jon and Owen fight all the time? Jon gets angry if Owen takes it toys or wants to be like him and copy him.  Owen's whine is so shrill that I usually end up yelling at Jon to give into whatever Owen wants. 

So there is all that but as I am laying here typing this, I hear him in his room quoting the whole Despicable Me movie and I smile. Toddler years are so worth the pain 

December 16, 2011

Today I took Owen to Prairie Gardens for their winter festival. We had a blast. We went on a train ride driven by Ol' Saint Nick himself. We did decorated snowflakes, made a reindeer craft out of candy canes, made a bird feeder and had a bite to eat. The weather was so nice out that I thought it would have been packed but there was hardly anyone there. They had a fire-pit going where you could roast marshmallows too.

I will post pictures later this week.

December 15, 2011

Jon's daycare had this fundraising event tonight called Parent's Night Out. For a few dollars Jon and Owen stay into the evening and watch movies and eat pizza. Owen was so excited to go to Jon's big boy daycare. He actually ran to the door when we dropped him off and he didn't play strange at all which is not like him at all. We used this opportunity to do some Christmas shopping.

We are planning our trip this summer and one of the things I am most excited about is to see the first Starbucks in Seattle. I love my Starbucks.

December 14, 2011

Boris is really ill today. He was off work yesterday and today. That flu is knocking people right out. I can't believe I haven't caught it yet.

I keep forgetting to blog but when I remember, I will blog the missed days.

Goodnight online.I can't believe Jon is 9 years old today!!!! Time has flown by so quickly. He is 9 going on

December 13, 2011

Well there is good news and bad news...good news is that Owen is better. It took him 3/4 of a week to get back to his normal unique self. The bad news is that Boris is now sick. I hope he gets better and it doesn't hit him as hard as it hit baby O. I am going to sleep on the couch tonight. 50% because I want to give Boris the whole bed to get better and 50% because I don't want to get sick. Jon and I caught up on our Glee. We had two weeks worth to watch. I love that show. It is such a feel good series. Until tomorrow online world