the date

the date

so Chris worked late tonight.. again. We have been trying to eat dinner at the same time as Chase to teach him manners, eat better, etc. So when I found out that Chris was going to be late I thought "ok, this will be such a fun mommy/son date for Chase & I." I made a gourmet meal that I actually thought was really good. The first words out of his mouth when I put his plate in front of him were "I don't like shrimp!" Ok, I thought.. Chris may not like my cooking when we have a "date" at home but at least he does not say it out loud. So far not so good.. A few bites into his dinner he decides that he is done & wants to climb into my lap. Normally this would never fly, but I was tired & thought "oh, how sweet, he wants a hug!" "Chase, something smells, is that you?" Disgusting.. Chase had a messy diaper at the table in the middle of our dinner. So I changed him & brought him back to the table. For some reason I was not hungry anymore. I then told him that if he ate one more carrot then he could get up. He sweetly agreed & then proceeded to chew his carrot up. "Good job, Chase! Do you want some yogurt now for eating your carrot?" "Sure, mom." And the carrot comes back out... all chewed up. I think I prefer to have dates with Chris...

cinderella

I keep telling my friend, Lindsay that she needs to start her own blog b/c a lot of my stories come from funny things that happen to her. She is also the mother of 2 precious young boys, Keller (2.5) & Coleman (1). Here is her latest email to me which she entitled "why am I sweating?..

"thanks for asking, i'll tell youi am sweating bc i JUST got finished cleaning the kitchen floor on my handsand knees w a bowl of vinegar and water and a rag. the whole time i wasthinking..." i just want jeremy to say he WISHES he COULD get me a maid ifit were an option..." then i got hot which always leads to frustration so istripped the upper half of my cute velor sweatsuit and am scrubbing inbottoms only...which was fine until i looked down and saw nastiness in theform of my stomach....excuse me while i vomit in my cleaning bowl....

hope-LOVE your blog, look foward to gas station candy...and do we need tomake a roadtrip to copper penny? dont know that store but i assume it issomething that is not an option now (NAON)-

other NAON:maid (oh wait-that's me)

full time nanny (oh wait-that's me)

take out for dinner (oh wait-i'm the cook)

bikini (oh wait-that's NEVER an option now:)

LindsAy, you are really hilarious! We should start a Cinderella club..