Showing posts with label Cubs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cubs. Show all posts

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Why not to get green icing....

posted by Kandi

We had our son's birthday party this last weekend. He is desperately in love with Thomas the Train and so we geared the party for that theme. We had the party on the back patio and only invited a few people. He had a great time!! Loads of Thomas trains and accessories were given to him as gifts.


The only thing I learned from the party was this small little thing called green icing. In an attempt to get a really cool cupcake cake, I got a Thomas themed one with green "grass" icing. BIG MISTAKE!!! The bakery had put A LOT of green icing on the top. Needless to say, one bite into the icing and all the kids, parents, grandparents and even our table and patio were covered in green!!! AND IT STAINS!!!! I can still see green on my kiddos hands and they get bathed nightly plus hands scrubbed before and after each meal.

So, my lesson for this week is this...avoid green icing at all costs....or this could happen to you!!!!!

Monday, May 18, 2009

Ewww a hot dog..

posted by Kandi

Parental Advisory---Really gross potty story


Well, last week was my most favorite time of the month (Catch the dripping sarcasm there?). My favorite Aunt Flo was visiting (sarcasm yet again!).

The potty story goes like this. I'm a Mom, I have 3 kids under the age of 4 and my son in particular is 2. He is getting really interested in potty training, so we let him come in and see how to sit down and practice while we (hubby and me) go to the potty. With Aunt Flo visiting, I thought it was a bad idea for him to be in there and began locking the door whenever I went. Well, on this one particular time I forgot to lock the door. I was in the middle of, ummm, expelling a used tampon (I know, pretty explicit, sorry) when the bathroom door swung open and the afore-mentioned son is standing there. He said "Mommy what was that?" I said, "It was nothing sweetie, close the door and go play with your sisters." He closed the door and I thought left. That was until he heard me begin to pull up my pants, then he rushed in and looked in the toilet. I was appalled and more than embarrassed. I quickly put the lid down and flushed. My son then looks up at me with HUGE EYES and says "Mommy, how did you get a whole hot dog in your butt?" I thought I would pee on myself to keep from laughing. I changed the subject quickly to choo-choo trains and thought he forgot all about it. That was until dinner when we are all sitting down to eat. He then tells his Dad, "Daddy, did you know Mommy has hot dogs in her butt?" Chuck almost choked on his food.....

Such is life with a 2 year old I guess. So, how was your week?

Friday, May 1, 2009

Breaking some habits...

posted by Kandi

Well, around here we are in the process of breaking the youngest ones of a couple of habits they have. Our son has this bad binky habit. Well, all of my kiddos are binky kids. I personally think it's an offshoot from weaning a little too early. For our oldest daughter (peanut), it was easy to break her. We told her that her new baby sister would need her binkies and she willingly gave them up. For our son though, this is going to be a little tougher. He LOVES LOVES LOVES his binkies! Now, in his defense, he doesn't get them all the time. He just uses them at naptime and bedtime to help calm him. These days though, I am just tired of having to haul a load of stuff to bed with each of the kids. I also think that once you can talk with a binky in your mouth, it's probably time to take it away. So, my life for the last 2 nights has been awful! He is crying himself to sleep. I go in and comfort him the best I can, but in the end he is just crying for a binky. I feel like the world's worst mom.

Now, just so I don't get any hate mail about all of this, I KNOW he doesn't need it anymore. How you ask? Well, he spent 2 nights and 3 days with my mom this week and we forgot to pack binky. He did just fine. We down for his naps and bedtime without any fussing or crying. I'm beginning to think he's crying for the sympathy effect. Hopefully this won't last long...keep my (and my sanity) in your thoughts this week!!!