A Knife Wielding Toddler

Occasionally, I just want to sit in my office and read an article in peace.

When I say my office, I mean my bathroom and the article was something I'd found on the importance of finding the right bra fit. and I was just in there to pee which takes far less time than it does to read the article but like i said i was hoping for a moments peace.

instead...the 6 year old followed me and i had to wrestle the door closed and locked it, not sure if he had his cousin with him. The toddler was not far behind, so as Pierce asked me questions at the door about our summer plans and the amenities at the water park, Patriot was slamming the shower door over and over again.

I sat in silence hoping they would give up and leave me alone.

Then I heard screaming from the family room as I gave up on my article, pulled up my pants and washed my hands. Hope was screaming at Pierce and Tate to be quiet while they were running laps around and on top of the leather sectional, being chased by a butter knife wielding Patriot. Hope was watching Americas funniest home videos and it was harshing her vibe.

Just another day living the dream









© 2012 crazymamaof6

It's a Rockstar kind of Monday.

Sometimes I have something pop into my head that I want to share via FB status but then, I don't post it, or I delete the post.

 Sometimes I don't really have anything interesting to talk?post about because everyone already saw it on FB or instagram.

call these random? or confessions. either way it is what it is, you might call it TMI.

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If you ever notice I smell a little more masculine than pretty it's because I wear Lance's cologne when he's out of town, or even when he's in town. he doesn't usually wear any. The logic goes like this.... I love the smell, who am I impressing anyway? I smell fabulous to me. so there it is.

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On Monday every week,  all day,  I am more exhausted than usual. I don't know if it's the long weekend, or later nights out, or just the early mornings but I usually have to drink a rockstar or nap.  It's a rockstar kind of monday.

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So today I was trying to nap on the couch while Riot was watching Fresh Beat Band (it's his fave) and then he puked dill pickle and bananas on the leather couch. while I was trying to get something to clean it up, he puked again, on the carpet. I cleaned it up with a ton of paper towels and FOLEX. Leather is way easier to clean than fabric or carpet.

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The other day I found Pierce (age6) out by the tree in the backyard surrounded by empty water bottles that were littering the ground. He watered the tree back there, with bottled water. I should have taken a picture before i yelled at him about not wasting water, or telling him to clean it up.


There we are. Living the dream.





© 2013 crazymamaof6