Liebster Blog

I've just been awarded the Liebster Blog Award! Liebster is German for "favorite" and April Jech chose me as one of her favorites!

Here's the Rules:

1. List 11 things about yourself..
2. Answer the 11 questions that the tagger has set for you
3. Choose 11 bloggers
4. Create a set of 11 new questions for the 11 people you tag.
5. Absolutely no tag backs
6. The bloggers have to have fewer than 200 followers.
7. Go inform them that you nominated them for the award

11 things about myself:

1. I just had a root canal... well half of one I guess... and my mouth is friggin' sore right now! Plus I get the added bonus of looking like a window licker when I try to move the left side of my face. Happy Monday folks!

2. I have the asthmas and a strong desire to run a 5k. These DO NOT mesh.

3. I have a strong desire to have a tidy house coupled with a strong desire to sit down a lot. Guess which one wins most all of the time?

4. I'm pretty sure I'm a glutton for punishment. If someone asks me to do something, I have to find a way to do it. It is for this reason that I continue to add responsibilities to myself with no raise in pay. Maybe I'm not a glutton for punishment. Maybe I'm just dumb.

5. I have a list a mile long of things that make me want to jab a pencil in my eye. They include, but are not limited to: smacking of any sort, mouth breather, forceful breathing out of your nose (this isn't a marathon), whistling of any sort, the sound of fingernails being clipped, tapping for no apparent reason, and the constant clearing of someone's throat or any time of loogie noise. Disgusting.

6. If this were the early 1900s, I'd be a frickin' genius. I can memorize word for word faster than any person I know. How does this help me in life? Vocabulary tests and knowing the lyrics to most songs. That's it. And as I'm done with the vocabulary tests and I will not sing karaoke, this talent is pretty much a waste. (And once I memorize it, it never goes away. At any point, ask me to tell you the poem "Eletelephony". I memorized it in the 2nd grade and still know that thing. Dumb.)

7. Medical procedures of any kind just do not freak me out. I go into it like I'm high or something. This is really funny when you couple it with my husband's crippling fear of anything medical. For instance: If you ask him to blow his nose in the doctor's office he wants to know why and you have to talk him down from a ledge. I go in for a root canal this morning and I forgot to mention it to my husband until yesterday. The dentist tells me I have to go back for round 2 and I'm like, "meh... alright." (Also, this applies to my more than mellow state when  I had to have a c-section. Even I was expecting me to freak out then, but instead I was all, "Whatever works man. Dope me up!"

8. My love language is "Acts of Love," and almost nothing else. This means: I forget that other people receive or give love in any other way. Therefore it never occurs to me to build people up with words, or get them gifts, or give them a hug (sometimes it does). Wanna make my day? Clean my house. Bring me a Dr. Pepper when you know I'm stressed out. Take care of something for me. This is funny to me too because Justin is clearly a Quality Time person and I so am not. While we are sitting together watching a movie, I'm thinking I could be doing laundry or sleeping. And when I'm thinking, "I wish he'd come in here and help me with the dishes," he is thinking, "I wish she'd come in here and sit down with me for a minute." Its like a dog chasing its tail.

9. I do not enjoy ice cream. Or the snow. But if given the chance to eat snow ice cream, I will, because it reminds me of childhood days.

10. Speaking of snow, I once tried to feed a turkey snow. He then attacked me. My grandpa then attacked it. I think we had fresh turkey on that Thanksgiving. Stupid bird.

11. Speaking of birds, put me with in a 500 ft radius of a goose and I guarantee you that s/he will attack me. They hate me. Maybe they know of the unfortunate turkey incident. This is even true over seas. I was crossing a bridge in Maastricht, Netherlands and was met by 4 angry geese. I retreated back where I came from to find 3 more on the other side. THEY PLOTTED AGAINST ME. My friend distracted them so I could run to safety. Stupid birds.

April Jech's Questions:

1. Tell me something quirky about you? I eat M&Ms evenly, in order of the rainbow. Every time.

2. What would be your ideal concert? (no limits to if they're around or not anymore) I'd like to see Blake Shelton, Miranda Lambert, and Reba all at once.

3. If you could live anywhere for a year where would you live and what makes that place so special? I'm pretty chill where I am. But I did love the Netherlands. Everyone is friendly (except for the geese).

4. What's your guilty pleasure? Bite size Milky Ways. Or Big Brother. Or put them both together.

5. If you HAD to be a doctor, what type of doctor would you be and why? Family practitioner. Jack of all trades.

6. If you could be a star in any movie, what movie and who would you be? Any comedy where I don't have to get naked. I can't get naked in front of others for the viewing pleasure of others. Makes me feel icky.

7. What's your favorite restaurant & what would you recommend there? This all depends on which way the wind is blowing. Honestly right now I'm craving hummus and a gyro from Layla's.

8. What's your favorite holiday and why? Mother's Day. I love everything about being a mom so why not celebrate it!

9. What's your ideal weekend? 80 degrees, plenty of time for the zoo, long naps with Sam, and easy to cook meals.

10. What's a hobby you've always wanted to take up? Sewing/crocheting/knitting. But I don't have the patience.

11. What's your favorite store to shop at? (either in store or online) Right now it is ROSS. Wholly molly the dresses and for CHEAP!


My Nominees:

Confessions of an ADD Crafter in Japan: Tiffany
Dancing in the Rain: Jessi
Elliot, Party of Five: Sarah
Jenny Beth Lesley: Jenny
Mrs. Rodger's Neighborhood: Jen
One Less Thing to Worry About: Danielle
The (Jernigan) Project: Carrie
The Ward Family: Sarah
Three's Company: Laci
To Be Loved, Be Loveable: Ashley
We Are the Waldrops: Dana

"Did you poop in the floor?!"

Tonight my son shat his undies. He then realizes this is bad and heads to the bathroom where he takes them off, plopping a huge turd in the floor. He then climbs up on the toilet to finish, smearing it all over the toilet. He then attempts to wipe. He then gets off the toilet, walks through the pile of poo and hides his undies in the bathtub. It is at about this time I notice he is missing. He did all this behind closed doors. He then tells me he doesn't know where his undies are. It was thirty minutes later before I figured all of it out (took a while to find the undies which pieced it all together).

He is now learning the lesson that we don't lie by going to bed early without playtime. Except I took so long typing this while he bathed that he is going to bed on time.

Drink the Kool-Aid... no really... it's good!

Yeah, my son will be a cult leader I'm fairly sure.

Remember back about a year ago and we were having trouble with a kid biting him and his recourse was to trick said kid into doing something bad then watch him get in trouble?

We've upped the ante if you will.

Today my child convinced all the kids at daycare (most older than him) that there were sharks in the bathroom.

Sharks. In the place where they disrobe and leave their genitals dangling with no protection. Awesome.

You see he has a method. It just takes one person to be convinced then the work is half done right?

So he convinced one. And they ran away from the bathroom screaming. Then they together convinced the rest of the room... leaving Susan with a room full of toddlers running away from the bathroom screaming, "AAHHHHH SHARKS!"

(Which I know provided endless entertainment for her.)

She said by the end of the day, the youngest toddler wouldn't even go near the bathroom.

And... my favorite part...

My son convinced a boy older than him to stand guard at the door while he peed. From what I understand, the exchange when like this:

Sam: "You watch me while I pee."
Boy: "Okay. I watch you while you pee.:
Sam: "You watch for SHARKS!"

And Boy then crouches down and keeps a look out for sharks.

This is the same child who also has me tell the elephants to be quiet under his bed.

And the same child who sometimes going around saying, "I'm a giant!" Except it doesn't come out giant. It comes out more like this (just listen because the video sucks).

Yup. Sounds like my kid is saying, "I'm a gina!"

Either he is going to have to use his powers for good, and not evil. Or I'm going to have to take up drinking for breakfast. Surely I have a few years to find out, right?

Just another Tuesday night...

Ok not really. But I'm not so great at the catchy titles.

Also, I'm blogging from my phone and have no idea how to get the pics in the right place. Sorry.

Tonight I asked Sam if he would rather 1) eat pizza and go swimming or 2) go eat chicken nuggets and slide at chickfila. He said he wanted to eat pizza and slide... Over and over again.

So finally he settled on chicken nuggets and sliding, so long as Grandma was there.

We met at chickfila and had a normal evening. He played and ate and it was a jolly good time.

The boys and girls club was there as a fundraiser and they were doing face painting and story time.

The lady came into the play area to read the book and Sam dropped everything he was doing to sit down and read.

Then he was told about the face painting. And my precious child would have none of it.

That is until I explained to him he could get it on his hand. Then he was all for it.

While in line I asked him what he wanted. He didn't quite understand so I decided to help him out. I said, "you can get a bear, or a monkey, or a puppy, or a rainbow, or a snake..."

Right then, he said, "my want a SNAKE!"

So he gave her his hand and she have him a green snake. When she went for the red to do the tongue, Sam said, "no! My want blue!"

So his snake got a blue tongue. Then he said he wanted orange so she gave him orange eyes.

Then he pointed to the red. She asked what he wanted red. He said, "mine finger," and pointed at her. She didn't really get it so she put this red dot on the middle of his finger.

Sam then says, "no, not! Mine finger!"

She was lost! Lol she had no idea. Finally Sam pointed to his fingernail. He wanted his fingernail painted red!

So this was the result:

I scream, you scream, Sam screams for Ice Cream!

We promised Sam last night we would take him to get a snow cone. About the time we got in the car to go is about the time that the sky opened up and tried to drown us and all the other wretched people jonesing for a snow cone at 7:30 on a Wednesday night.

So... plan B.

Justin asked if there was anything at Orange Leaf that Sam could eat. I highly doubted it (we had taken a risk before and given him a little of the lactose free kind they advertise... and while I didn't notice any symptoms I still didn't want to risk it without knowing for sure I wasn't setting him up for a rash/ear infection party). So I looked up the allergen listings on my handy dandy iPhone....

They had two flavors that DIDN'T have milk listed as an allergen! Holy smokes!

I realize most of you don't understand how wonderful this is for us, but it just kills me that he doesn't get to experience things that other kids do. For the most part, he doesn't really notice (which is great!), but at birthday parties and gatherings where kids are eating ice cream and I'm left with the art of distraction or masking a popsicle as ice cream (or when cupcakes are busted out at parties and I have a graham cracker and dairy free icing waiting for Sam... who can CLEARLY see the other cupcakes :-( and he wants one).

But dang it, we had promised him a snow cone and couldn't deliver, and while he would have been fine with the back up plan of an ICEE from a gas station, it was so nice to find this treat he could have!

If you haven't been to Orange Leaf (or any other FroYo places), you start with a bowl, fill it with the frozen yogurt of your choosing, then top it with whatever you want, weigh it, and you pay by the ounce.

So I asked Sam if he wanted Pineapple or Orange. He said, "Not like Pineapple. Want Orange."

Then he helped pump it into the cup.

We got to the toppings and I asked if he wanted any fruit.

"No. Candy."
Me: "We'll get to the candy in a minute. Do you want blueberries? Strawberries? Kiwi?"
Sam: "No. Candy."

Well as you know, he can't have most of the candy. And he keeps pointing to all the chocolate candy. So I bust out my Go-Go Gadget distracting skills and ask, "Do you want marshmellows or gummy bears?"

Sam: "Yes."

LOL So we got marshmellows and gummy bears. And just as I was about to put the cup on the scale, he says, "My want strawbellies on it!"

So we also got him some strawberries.

We sat down to eat it and I'll let you all judge the popularity by the pictures and videos.

This next one is a video of him eating. For some reason, he just looked adorable to me eating his ice cream.  But then he started what I can only assume is dancing for joy towards the end.

I'm glad we had the opportunity to do this last night. It was super fun and very memorable.