Halloween Tutu

Tonight I finally got around to making Gracie's Halloween pumpkin tutu. It's now one a.m. in the morning, but at least it's done! I think it turned out super cute, and I can't wait to see her all dressed up for her first Halloween.

When It Comes Down To It.

Truth be told when it comes down too it no one really wants to listen to your day to day shit. Everyone is busy with their lives and although people are quick to say they are there for you, very few truely care about your day to day, or have the time to give you to pretend to care about it. That's ok though. It's suppose to be this way. This is normal. We get married and have a family for a reason. Our spouse is there everyday to listen to all of our day to day nonsense. Even if they don't want too, that's what they are there for. They are your sounding board. Good and bad. They let you talk and talk even if they aren't truly listening.

I miss my sounding board. It has been a long hard week. I don't like people to feel obligated to feel sorry for me so I tend to keep things to myself. I sat on the couch tonight for a good cry with Jonah and he said, "I miss him too Mama." I know your worried he might die. Oh boogie! I laughed out loud which was just what I needed to bring me back into my mom reality.

I have found myself calling my sisters and mom over every stupid little thing just to tell someone. I'm sure they are all considering blocking my number. I do get to touch base with Kevin everyday either via yahoo messenger or phone. This is both good and bad. The phone conversations are usually something like this;

Hello. Hello. Baby. Hello. You there. Hello. What happen. What. Hello. Love you. I think you said I love you. Ok. Hello. Love you. This sucks. Hello. Love you. Bye.

Internet is not much better. He is always on a time limit of ten minutes or less, and we are usually lucky if his connection doesn't freeze up, or if our kiddos are up for letting me sit and type to Daddy. Getting on the webcam always results in a freeze up. It makes you almost wish for the way it used to be before technology. Old fashion letter writing. Everyday communication is usually just painful disappointment. There is never enough time to say everything you want to say, and what you do get to say is usually misinterpreted via the communication sound waves we like to refer to as the Hodgie home wrecker.

It's just a hard lonely time where everyday is painfully the same. I find myself emotionally torn everyday as I want to cross the days off the calander to bring my husband home, but on the other side of that I don't want my baby girl to grow up so fast. She will be 15 months old when he gets home and that is too scarey to imagine. We just miss our Daddy!

Wordless Wednesday

Can you see my tooth?

Those Wacky Grown-Ups

This is an excerpt from a chapter of one of Jonah's Captain Underpants books. It had me laughing out loud so I had to share:

It's been said that adults spend the first two years of their children's lives trying to make them walk and talk...and the next sixteen years trying to get them to sit down and shut up.

It's the same way with potty training: Most adults spend the first few years of a child's life cheerfully discussing pee and poopies, and how important it is to learn to put your pee-pee and poo-poo in the potty like big people do. But once children have mastered the art of toilet training, they are immediately forbidden to ever talk about poop, pee, toilets, and other bathroom-related subjects again. Such things are suddenly considered rude and vulgar, and are no longer rewarded with praise and cookies and juice boxes.

One day you're a superstar because you pooped in the toilet like a big boy, and the next day you're sitting in the principals office because you said the word "poopy" in American History class.

Captain Underpants And The Preposterous Plight Of The Purple Potty People
By Dav Pilkey

What's That Smell?

Today an incredible odor is seeping from Jonah's room. At first I was blaming him. It wouldn't be the first time a strong odor has made it's way from Jonah. All throughout the evening every time I made my way to his room the smell was overwhelming. After Jonah had showered and climbed into bed I couldn't take it anymore. I started tearing apart his room in search of a dead mouse to possibly explain this odor. Flashlight in hand I went to work searching every nook and cranny. Nothing. I can't find anything. I resorted to lighting candles which only made it worse. The smell is everywhere. It is definitely something dead. Now how do I find it?

This mystery smell sent me on a cleaning frenzy at 11 at night. I cloroxed the entire bathroom, scrubbed down the kitchen, vacuumed, & started washing everything. Mousetraps are on my agenda for tomorrow as I would not be surprised if I had a few visitors aside from the dead one as the weather starts to get cooler.

Yes I vaccum everyday. Truth be told usually twice. Maybe that explains Gracie's love for the vaccum. The mystery odor..........to be continued.

Birthday Cake!

Jonah turns 7 on the 20th of October. His current favorite chapter book series is Captain Underpants by Dav Pilkey. It is a very funny series of books that keeps him laughing and laughing. He is always anxious to ride his bike to the library to see if they have a new one on the shelf that he hasn't read. When we started tossing around birthday party ideas for his upcoming 7th birthday it was not a surprise to me when he requested a Captain Underpants themed party.

Tonight we sat down together on the couch to google some Captain Underpants cake ideas. We were coming up empty handed and I anticipate I will be creating this underwear superhero cake from scratch. In one final attempt at an idea Jonah said, "just try typing in underwear." Ok I admit this was not my finest mommy moment. It was late, I was tired, and I should have anticipated what type of results I might get typing underwear cake into google. On the first link I clicked on Jonah was wide eyed with anticipation as the page loaded. Needless to say, the results were not child friendly. It was all I could do but laugh and laugh. Jonah's response had me crying tears of laughter. "I wasn't expecting that Mama! A hot girl body in a bikini and bra huh Mama! We can have that for your birthday k Mama."

A superhero in his underwear! I can only imagine what his 8th birthday will bring.

Wordless Wednesday

Gracie's bottom two front teeth are pushing their way through her gums, and my poor angel has been hurting. Today after being wide awake since 4a.m. she fell asleep sucking on a pair of her shorts. Precious little girl!