He fought the table....
The table won....
Three chipped teeth....
And a couple of grey hairs for Mommy...
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Monday Madness
This weekend I tried to pretend I was 21. I didn't really do 21 as I was too busy being too busy to go out. So I tried it...
I failed miserably...
People, I need my sleep. This 4 - 5 hours a night is for the birds.
However, with that said, I had a great weekend. I finally got to meet some of M's friends and family and I had a great time celebrating a birthday with them.
Zack and I got to hang out and spend some good Mommy and Zacky time yesterday and in three days... THREE days... how did that happen?? I will be leaving for Tybee Island.
If you live in Savannah or around Savannah and you want to meet up this weekend send me a message. We don't have anything planned on Saturday or Sunday during the day and I would love to have a blogger friend meeting. :-)
Well, three days to get about 7 days worth of work done. So best get to it!!
I failed miserably...
People, I need my sleep. This 4 - 5 hours a night is for the birds.
However, with that said, I had a great weekend. I finally got to meet some of M's friends and family and I had a great time celebrating a birthday with them.
Zack and I got to hang out and spend some good Mommy and Zacky time yesterday and in three days... THREE days... how did that happen?? I will be leaving for Tybee Island.
If you live in Savannah or around Savannah and you want to meet up this weekend send me a message. We don't have anything planned on Saturday or Sunday during the day and I would love to have a blogger friend meeting. :-)
Well, three days to get about 7 days worth of work done. So best get to it!!
Saturday, September 26, 2009
And Exhale...
For the first time in MANY... MANY... months I just feel calm. M and I have had a couple of really good talks about where we see things going for us.
Zack had a really good day at daycare on Friday making me hopeful that this phase might be coming to a quick end.
Things in life are exactly as I have always wanted them to be.... peaceful.
Life is good.... :-)
Zack had a really good day at daycare on Friday making me hopeful that this phase might be coming to a quick end.
Things in life are exactly as I have always wanted them to be.... peaceful.
Life is good.... :-)
Friday, September 25, 2009
Friday Confessionals
I just wrote one of the longest e-mails I've ever written. It took me a week to write and proofread.
I just received one of the longest replies to an e-mail I've ever received.
It made me cry.
Yet I couldn't be happier than if Ed McMahon had just knocked on my door and told me I was the winner of the Publisher's Clearinghouse Sweepstakes.
Life is good.
I just received one of the longest replies to an e-mail I've ever received.
It made me cry.
Yet I couldn't be happier than if Ed McMahon had just knocked on my door and told me I was the winner of the Publisher's Clearinghouse Sweepstakes.
Life is good.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
The Big 3 Oh My.....
Happy Birthday to you!!
Happy Birthday to you!!
Happy Birthday Miss Jessica!!
Happy Birthday to you!!
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To day Miss Jessica has a milestone birthday. I won't tell you which one... I'll let you guess. :-)
There are no words to tell you what her friendship has meant to me. When things in my life have been falling apart she has always been there to pick me up. She was the one I could call when my house looked worse than the inside of a barn and know she would come over and instead of judging me, just roll up her sleeves and get to work. (I'm pretty sure she sanitized everything she was wearing after that first trip.)
She was the one who encouraged me to do things just for me. To try to be happy. That life was too short to be miserable.
She was the one who knew me well enough to know that even though I was TERRIFIED to get on that motorcycle I would love it once I was on it. (The para sailing thing in a week is still debatable. Do you hear me?? Debatable.....)
She was the one who came over and rearranged my entire house. When people ask me if I have a decorator I tell them no I don't, I have a Jessica. :-)
She is my dinner and a movie buddy and the someone I know I can always call when things are good or bad and she will be there for me.
Happy Birthday dear friend!! I hope it is a fantastic day!!
Happy Birthday to you!!
Happy Birthday Miss Jessica!!
Happy Birthday to you!!
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To day Miss Jessica has a milestone birthday. I won't tell you which one... I'll let you guess. :-)
There are no words to tell you what her friendship has meant to me. When things in my life have been falling apart she has always been there to pick me up. She was the one I could call when my house looked worse than the inside of a barn and know she would come over and instead of judging me, just roll up her sleeves and get to work. (I'm pretty sure she sanitized everything she was wearing after that first trip.)
She was the one who encouraged me to do things just for me. To try to be happy. That life was too short to be miserable.
She was the one who knew me well enough to know that even though I was TERRIFIED to get on that motorcycle I would love it once I was on it. (The para sailing thing in a week is still debatable. Do you hear me?? Debatable.....)
She was the one who came over and rearranged my entire house. When people ask me if I have a decorator I tell them no I don't, I have a Jessica. :-)
She is my dinner and a movie buddy and the someone I know I can always call when things are good or bad and she will be there for me.
Happy Birthday dear friend!! I hope it is a fantastic day!!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
People of Wal-mart
Because sometimes some things are just WAY too good to keep all to myself. I present to you one of the most hilarious sites I have stumbled upon in a LONG time. For your viewing pleasure:
People of Wal-mart
Don't blame me if you get lost for an hour... or two....
People of Wal-mart
Don't blame me if you get lost for an hour... or two....
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Tuesday Talks
Zacky, did you pull someones hair today?
No, A pulled my hair like this. (He demonstrates.)
Well that was not very nice of A to pull your hair. Did you pull her hair back?
No I didn't.
Well your teacher told me you did. How do you think it makes A feel if you pull her hair? Do you think it makes her sad?
She didn't cry.
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I get the feeling that my too smart for his own good two year old may be testing to see what he can, and can not get away with. If I do this... what happens? If she doesn't cry is it still bad?
At the same time, some of the behaviors that were in the notebook yesterday are concerning. Sitting next to a child and hitting them, unprovoked. Squishing a child between a table and the wall (repeatedly). Throwing toys at the wall, for no apparent reason.
All things I don't see at home but again, I don't have other kids at home. He has an extensive vocabulary. (As you can see from the conversation.) He can talk, he can tell people what he wants so I don't understand why he would feel the need to use violence to communicate.
I put him to bed early last night and I read him a couple extra stories. I'm trying to change things in our routine to see if anything could be triggering this. At the end of the day I think it presents more of a problem for me than for him. I want the world to see the sweet, loving child I have at home. Not the one that acts out at daycare. It might just be a stage but I don't have to like it.
No, A pulled my hair like this. (He demonstrates.)
Well that was not very nice of A to pull your hair. Did you pull her hair back?
No I didn't.
Well your teacher told me you did. How do you think it makes A feel if you pull her hair? Do you think it makes her sad?
She didn't cry.
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I get the feeling that my too smart for his own good two year old may be testing to see what he can, and can not get away with. If I do this... what happens? If she doesn't cry is it still bad?
At the same time, some of the behaviors that were in the notebook yesterday are concerning. Sitting next to a child and hitting them, unprovoked. Squishing a child between a table and the wall (repeatedly). Throwing toys at the wall, for no apparent reason.
All things I don't see at home but again, I don't have other kids at home. He has an extensive vocabulary. (As you can see from the conversation.) He can talk, he can tell people what he wants so I don't understand why he would feel the need to use violence to communicate.
I put him to bed early last night and I read him a couple extra stories. I'm trying to change things in our routine to see if anything could be triggering this. At the end of the day I think it presents more of a problem for me than for him. I want the world to see the sweet, loving child I have at home. Not the one that acts out at daycare. It might just be a stage but I don't have to like it.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Agression Problems
I got a phone call from Zack's Daycare on Friday. Apparently Zack is acting out at daycare. He is hitting and kicking and on Friday pulled another kid down by their hair.
I am completely perplexed by this. He has no aggression towards me at all when he is at home. Even if I pick him up to carry him to the corner or to his bed he can be screaming away but he does not hit or kick me.
As far as I can tell this just started happening in the last couple of weeks and nothing in his routine or diet has changed in the last two - three weeks.
So when she called on Friday I immediately was concerned that he was acting out because of some of the things he has seen in the past. About two weeks ago he came home and told me that daddy yelled at him and he seemed shook up about it so I don't now if that triggered a memory or not.
This is my first two year old, obviously, so I have no idea if this is a normal stage or if he is above and beyond and we need further help. As of right now DHS bumped down Jake's visit to 4 hours this weekend and they have had me make and appointment with a child psychologist to see if play therapy will help him.
And right now... I'm just confused. I don't want to over react if it is just a normal two year old stage but at the same time I don't want to under react if it is something else that is truly bothering him.
Have any of you had kids that have acted out? If so how did you deal with it? Was it a specific incident they were acting out because of or just because it was a stage they were going through?
I am completely perplexed by this. He has no aggression towards me at all when he is at home. Even if I pick him up to carry him to the corner or to his bed he can be screaming away but he does not hit or kick me.
As far as I can tell this just started happening in the last couple of weeks and nothing in his routine or diet has changed in the last two - three weeks.
So when she called on Friday I immediately was concerned that he was acting out because of some of the things he has seen in the past. About two weeks ago he came home and told me that daddy yelled at him and he seemed shook up about it so I don't now if that triggered a memory or not.
This is my first two year old, obviously, so I have no idea if this is a normal stage or if he is above and beyond and we need further help. As of right now DHS bumped down Jake's visit to 4 hours this weekend and they have had me make and appointment with a child psychologist to see if play therapy will help him.
And right now... I'm just confused. I don't want to over react if it is just a normal two year old stage but at the same time I don't want to under react if it is something else that is truly bothering him.
Have any of you had kids that have acted out? If so how did you deal with it? Was it a specific incident they were acting out because of or just because it was a stage they were going through?
Friday, September 18, 2009
Friday Confessionals
I am one of the least confrontational people you will ever meet.
If I go to a restaurant and something is not cooked right I will NEVER complain. Soup is cold... guess I'm having cold soup. Food is raw, I wasn't really that hungry. Fly in the water, just pick it out... really... I grew up on a farm, it's ok.
This desire to avoid confrontation also spills over into my personal life. If I have a problem with something that is done or said chances are I will not address it when it happens. Instead I will just play it off like it is fine. Then I will stew about it for a week because it really bugged me and why couldn't I just tell the person. Then I decide maybe I should just let it go because now it's been a week, but it really bugged me, but it's been a week and maybe they didn't really mean it how I took it. Maybe I was being sensitive.
Which of course leads to one and only one result. They do the same thing again at some point because I never told them it bothered me and therefore what they don't know they can't change. Wash, rise, repeat.
I hate this and I am working hard at changing it.
If I go to a restaurant and something is not cooked right I will NEVER complain. Soup is cold... guess I'm having cold soup. Food is raw, I wasn't really that hungry. Fly in the water, just pick it out... really... I grew up on a farm, it's ok.
This desire to avoid confrontation also spills over into my personal life. If I have a problem with something that is done or said chances are I will not address it when it happens. Instead I will just play it off like it is fine. Then I will stew about it for a week because it really bugged me and why couldn't I just tell the person. Then I decide maybe I should just let it go because now it's been a week, but it really bugged me, but it's been a week and maybe they didn't really mean it how I took it. Maybe I was being sensitive.
Which of course leads to one and only one result. They do the same thing again at some point because I never told them it bothered me and therefore what they don't know they can't change. Wash, rise, repeat.
I hate this and I am working hard at changing it.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Thursday Thoughts
If the kid inherits my fashion sense is he doomed to a life of purple hats and green boots??
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
WW: Boots - They Go With Anything
(Someday he will tell his therapist about this.... probably right before I give it to his best friend to put in the senior video!! :-)Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Tuesday Talks
**Disclaimer: If you are a guy... or if discussions of the female persuasion make you go TMI!! TMI!! You might want to skip this one....**
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Ok, so there are two choices of medicine I can give you, one is a pill and one is a cream.
What is the difference?
Nothing except that you can't drink if you are taking the pill.
So I can either use the cream and leak for a week or I can take a pill and not drink. Sounds like a no brainer to me.
So which one do you want?
(Really... is this actually a problem for some people... not drinking for a week??)
The pill please.
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Sorry to disappear on you. Today is September 15th, which in tax lingo means the extended due date for corporate returns. I should be back now, until October 15th and then... well let's not even discuss January 1st thru April 15th.... :-)
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Ok, so there are two choices of medicine I can give you, one is a pill and one is a cream.
What is the difference?
Nothing except that you can't drink if you are taking the pill.
So I can either use the cream and leak for a week or I can take a pill and not drink. Sounds like a no brainer to me.
So which one do you want?
(Really... is this actually a problem for some people... not drinking for a week??)
The pill please.
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Sorry to disappear on you. Today is September 15th, which in tax lingo means the extended due date for corporate returns. I should be back now, until October 15th and then... well let's not even discuss January 1st thru April 15th.... :-)
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Tuesday Talks
"Zack how old are you?"
"Four."
"You are not four... how old are you?"
"Two."
'Yes you are. And how old is Mommy?'
"OLD!!"
Gee thanks kid.....
"Four."
"You are not four... how old are you?"
"Two."
'Yes you are. And how old is Mommy?'
"OLD!!"
Gee thanks kid.....
Monday, September 07, 2009
Happy
I have been hearing the same thing come out of people's mouths lately:
You look different. What has changed? You look happier.
I was asked this on Friday and again tonight and have been asked it several times in the past few weeks so tonight I went and looked back.
I was wondering, did I look that bad back then?
I can tell you that until I looked at the pictures I would have told you people were crazy. Then I looked. On my face I see stress and tired. My face is smiling but my eyes are not.
Then I pulled out this picture that was taken at the fair this year and I realized that it's not really that I looked that bad back then. It's just that I'm looking much better now.
Either way... I'm glad that I look happy.
I feel happy.
You look different. What has changed? You look happier.
I was asked this on Friday and again tonight and have been asked it several times in the past few weeks so tonight I went and looked back.
I was wondering, did I look that bad back then?
I can tell you that until I looked at the pictures I would have told you people were crazy. Then I looked. On my face I see stress and tired. My face is smiling but my eyes are not.
Then I pulled out this picture that was taken at the fair this year and I realized that it's not really that I looked that bad back then. It's just that I'm looking much better now.
Either way... I'm glad that I look happy.
I feel happy.
Friday, September 04, 2009
Friday Confessionals
I have an unhealthy obsession with the Duggars. Seriously I can not help but look every time I see them on TV announcing that they are having yet ANOTHER baby. This week I have a free preview of the Discovery Health Channel and their show is on. It's like I'm compelled to watch it.
I love how they seem to all get along. How there is peace and love in their house despite the fact that they have 18 children. (One more on the way) I know that for some people fame seems to ruin them but that does not seem to be the case for this family. They seem to be just as down to earth as they were when all of this started.
So, what is your obsession? What show can you not help but watch or who can you not help but cyber stalk? Come on... fess up....
I love how they seem to all get along. How there is peace and love in their house despite the fact that they have 18 children. (One more on the way) I know that for some people fame seems to ruin them but that does not seem to be the case for this family. They seem to be just as down to earth as they were when all of this started.
So, what is your obsession? What show can you not help but watch or who can you not help but cyber stalk? Come on... fess up....
Thursday, September 03, 2009
Thursday Thoughts
Unsettled. That is the one word to describe me lately. I'm feeling very unsettled. My Children & Families lady is actually the one who pointed it out. Gave a name to a feeling I've been trying to put a finger on for a couple of weeks.
For so very long my life has been one crisis after another and now... well now it's not. Things in my life are calm for the first time in several years and I'm finding myself not sure how to adjust. For awhile I was still on edge. Waiting for something to happen. Waiting for the other shoe to drop. But it doesn't seem to be happening.
Last week Jake got the last of his things out of my garage and my space officially became my space again. This week he is working on getting his portion of the debts out of my name. When that is done the air will clear and life will just begin to be life again.
And while in my head all I have been wishing for is a normal quiet life I find myself crawling out of my skin now that I have been given it. Is this what normal people do?
Believe me when I tell you, I am THRILLED to have this life. I am sleeping again. Did I mention that? Sleep... oh how I have missed you.... I'm just in unfamiliar territory. Unsure what it is that "normal" people do. Is it really as easy as working, coming home, relaxing and going to work again the next day? That seems far to calm compared to what I am used to.
So I ask you, dear Internet readers, what do you do all day? Do you find yourself feeling unsettled with the boring and mundane of your life or are you happy for the peaceful rhythm of the familiar? Is it really this easy and this calm for "normal" people or am I missing something that will come and whack me upside the head later??
For so very long my life has been one crisis after another and now... well now it's not. Things in my life are calm for the first time in several years and I'm finding myself not sure how to adjust. For awhile I was still on edge. Waiting for something to happen. Waiting for the other shoe to drop. But it doesn't seem to be happening.
Last week Jake got the last of his things out of my garage and my space officially became my space again. This week he is working on getting his portion of the debts out of my name. When that is done the air will clear and life will just begin to be life again.
And while in my head all I have been wishing for is a normal quiet life I find myself crawling out of my skin now that I have been given it. Is this what normal people do?
Believe me when I tell you, I am THRILLED to have this life. I am sleeping again. Did I mention that? Sleep... oh how I have missed you.... I'm just in unfamiliar territory. Unsure what it is that "normal" people do. Is it really as easy as working, coming home, relaxing and going to work again the next day? That seems far to calm compared to what I am used to.
So I ask you, dear Internet readers, what do you do all day? Do you find yourself feeling unsettled with the boring and mundane of your life or are you happy for the peaceful rhythm of the familiar? Is it really this easy and this calm for "normal" people or am I missing something that will come and whack me upside the head later??
Wednesday, September 02, 2009
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
Tuesday Talks
We are in the bathroom. He's on the big potty with no potty ring so I am squatting in front of him making sure that he doesn't go "splash."
His face is very solemn and serious. This is serious work after all. Then he opens his mouth to speak.
"You want to see my poop?"
"No".... **snort, giggle.... huge laughter.....** "No, I do not."
"Why? I want to see my poop!!"
It was at this point that I had to sit down. I was laughing so hard I almost peed my pants. It wasn't necessarily the nature of the question it was the dire seriousness with which he asked it.
This kid cracks me up.
His face is very solemn and serious. This is serious work after all. Then he opens his mouth to speak.
"You want to see my poop?"
"No".... **snort, giggle.... huge laughter.....** "No, I do not."
"Why? I want to see my poop!!"
It was at this point that I had to sit down. I was laughing so hard I almost peed my pants. It wasn't necessarily the nature of the question it was the dire seriousness with which he asked it.
This kid cracks me up.
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