Hummingbird Visitors

I have noticed these past few weeks that the hummingbird activity has picked up.  I try to keep the feeder supplied with fresh nectar so that we do not serve fermented sugar water.  Hummingbirds are erractic enough without being intoxicated.  Here are some pictures that the hubs took this morning with his Mac of all Daddies camera.

Hummingbird Fast Facts (Thank you Google)

* Hummingbirds flap their wings 80 times a second.  While they are courting a mate they can flap their wings as fast as 200 times a second.  How is that even possible?
* Hummingbirds have no sense of smell.
* Hummingbirds can migrate up to 500 miles to the Gulf of Mexico.
* A hummingbird egg weighs about as much as a penny.
*  Last one, I am getting bored and Owen is pulling crap out of my pantry.  At rest a hummingbird's heart beat 250 times a minute.  Told you they were erratic.

I swore I would never do this to my kids, but.....

Okay.  So the Huggies Limited Edition Jean diapers are a definite red neck/ghetto hybrid and I swore I would never embarrass my children by making them wear jean printed diapers.  Walking around CVS today, I noticed the Huggies Jean diapers were marked down to $6.99, tempting but no thank you.  I scanned my CVS card and out printed a $4.00 coupon for Huggies Jean diaper.  How cow, a pack of diapers for $2.99.  Sold!  Had I of had a Huggies coupon, I could have used that as well since the $4.00 coupon was a CVS store coupon.  Run, don't walk to CVS and get your baby some jean diapers.  It is not as bad as I thought.  Thomas is going to have a cardiac event when he sees his boys in them though.  Is there a doctor in the house?

Baby got back!

Sorry, no jean diapers for Dylan today.  He is sporting some orange Mickey Mouse big boy underwear with no accidents today.  Fingers crossed.

Why Do My Children Hate Me?

Here is the playroom as I just found it

This is how it should look minus a toy here or there

The OCD crazy woman inside of me wants to remove the children from their joyful playing posts and clean the heck out of that space.  The OCD woman wants to see bins back in their color coordinated cubbies full of the categorized toys.  I must fight the OCD woman inside of me, because the logical woman inside of me knows that those efforts would be futile.  No good would come of that cleaning frenzy.  I need help!  Watching them play in that mess is literally like an itch that I do not want to ignore, must scratch it.  For the Love, my poor children will never be normal with me as their care taker. 

Happy First birthday Owen

Happy birthday to my sweet baby Owen. I cannot believe we have already had you for a year. You are such a blessing. Thank you for finally walking. It was the day before your first birthday, but we'll take it. :). I am so proud of you. We love you very much.

Here are the pictures I promised, he made us proud with that cake mess.  :)

Should be asleep, but I'm not

So speaking with my neighbor yesterday, she tells me about a hilarious conversation she recently had. Apparently the people across the street assumed I had quit teaching to take on a day care of such. They wondered whose dark haired little boy I ALWAYS had with me. My neighbor said, "That's her son, she birthed him". Have they not seen my Asian husband? You would figure the blonde hair green-eyed child would stand out more. Geez! This isn't the first time someone has been confused over our little family. I walk around looking like mommy with two baby daddies. I need to have shirts made, "Yes we are brothers, no one of us is not adopted, no we are not half or step brothers.". They are both equally a quarter Thai, Hey.... that is what the shirts should say. Somebody jump on getting those made, K thanks. :)

Adventures With the Potty

Potty training is going pretty well.  Dylan is about 90% consistency with the pee-pee on the potty.  We had our very first poopy in the big boy Mickey Mouse underwear last night.  I could begin to describe the absolute nastiness of this event, but I will leave it to your imagination.  It ended with a warm bath and a deep antibacterial scrub down for me. I pray for patience, we will get through this.



Potty training today got desperate. Trying to get Dylan to go number 2 in the potty has been a struggle. We put his potty outside and let him play in the buff. I must say I was a little jealous of the carefree freedom of his playful birthday suit stroll. To be a child again.....anyhoo. We had a little bit of success, a brown surprise was deposited in the grass next to the potty. Go Dylan! Oh, my children are going to die one day if they ever read these posts. Mommy loves you boys!!!!!

You Know You Are a Parent Moments.... This Could Get Interesting

So last night I was laying in bed about to drift off into my three-quarters slumber (moms never sleep soundly) when I heard a downpour outside.  My first thought was, "Yes, now I do not have to run the sprinkler tomorrow on my garden...save some money...SCORE!".  Then I jumped out of my bed like lightning and ran down the stairs because I had not covered the kids sandbox.  I did not even bother to dry off before crashing back into my sheets.