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Yeah.. I know.
AT is SUPPOSEDLY going to post some awesomeness here today.
We’ll see.

In the meantime, here’s some cute baby stuff for those of you that need your “fix.”

Home videos

I grew up loathing the video camera.

Know what? Home videos are awesome. Yep…Dad was right, The “one day you will appreciate them” has come.

We watched old home movies of the boys last night. And we all giggled and laughed…I was crying I was laughing so hard.

It was an awesome family night.

It made me love this crazy, shook up, blended around and smoothed out family even more.

I picked out some favorites to share. Enjoy!

 

Sharing a bathroom with BOYS

Today, WeePT is 7 months old. Wow… time flies.

I want her to stay this way…. and at the exact same time…I want to do all the rest of it. I can’t wait to see her grow! Such a strange feeling.

Last night, we introduced WeePT to the big bathtub. Her infant tub is good…but just not enough room for her to wiggle and play. Not to mention that the whole kitchen gets soaked from her splashes.

So- I filled the tub and climbed in with her so she wouldn’t slide all over the place.

She loved it. She splashed and kicked. She threw her water toys and watched them float back to her. I think she would have stayed in it all night…but Mommy was getting cold, so I know she probably was, too.

Kind of a milestone. She’s getting so big.

WeePT after her bath

 

Anyway… I’m rambling.

When AT and I were discussing bathing her in the big tub, the “cleanliness” of the tub came up. We have 2 full bathrooms in our house, but only one actual bathtub. It’s in the bathroom that the boys use, exclusively.

Pigpen and MastaG clean their own bathroom weekly as part of their chores. That being said, let me say it again….”THEY CLEAN THEIR OWN BATHROOM.”

It’s ok. It isn’t scummy or black. There is no mildew. They do a decent job. But now…they have to share the bathroom with their SISTER. I’d say the standards are going to change some. (Well…maybe).

Before taking WeePT into the bathroom. I checked it out. Not bad. I did, however, have to do some cleaning. With bathroom soap and the scrubber.

After I cleaned the tub, I came into the living room and the following conversation occurred:

Me: Hey boys? We’re going to start bathing WeePT in the big bathtub now that she’s outgrown her baby tub. I’d like to make a suggestion.

MastaG: ok..

Me: After you take your showers in the mornings, do you mind to make sure that the hairs and snot-wads are rinsed out of the tub?

Pigpen: ewwwww…Mooooommmmm (little boy giggle)

Me: I’m just saying. You two are the only ones that use it…and they have to come from somewhere. Just make sure to rinse out the tub and get the hairs off the drain. I really don’t want to touch them. Hairs… I understand. I lose hairs in the shower, too. And Dad and I have to clean them off the drain. Snot wads? You won’t find those on my shower walls. Just please clean them up if you felt the need to blow them out of your nose in the shower.

(From the other room) AT: Are you sure it’s snot?

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All I can hope is that the fear of MOM having to clean up all those “embarrassing,” personal things out of the bathtub will prod them to clean up after themselves, so I don’t have to. Fingers crossed. But I have my tub cleaner handy…just in case.

I’m not afraid for my daughter. It’ll make her tough. Sharing a bathroom with boys is not for the weak stomached. It’s not always bad. But it’s definitely something all females should have to endure before they move in with the love of their life when they find him.

I grew up with 3 brothers and we all shared a bathroom. Here are some of the things I learned:

  • Get out of bed and into the shower as soon as your alarm goes off. That way, you can have hot water for your shower. I don’t know why boys take so long in the shower. But they do…
  • Blowing boogers into the sink is the best way for boys to get the snot out of their noses. (Better than seeing them pick their noses)
  • Use the fan. It’s there for a reason.
  • Don’t use washcloths or towels that you find laying on the floor to dry your hands. (Various reasons for this)
  • Don’t be surprised to find condoms hanging from the shower head. Evidently this is the best way to fill the “water balloons” that you buy in the gas station bathroom.
  • Tampons can be used to soak up water that overflows from the potty. They are absorbent …gotta think outside the box, people.
  • Girls “spritz” their perfume. Boys bathe in their “cologne.”
  • Use PINK razors. That way, they won’t use them. : )
  • Boys take things to read into the bathroom. I’ve never actually contemplated doing this, as I head to the potty…But I can say I’ve enjoyed some of the reading they leave them behind.

I’m sure there are others. The best thing to remember is > they do things differently in there… so DON’T BE SURPRISED BY ANYTHING.

I’m happy I can give/share this experience with my daughter.

: )

 

Thanksgiving in Nashville

This year, we’re fortunate enough to attend two fabulous Thanksgiving dinners, neither of which we’ve had to cook.  Today we’re up in the fine town of Nashville at Bell’s brothers place (I don’t know if they yet have a fabulous internet nickname).

A fine spread indeed.   We’re at that fine post dinner point where the copious amounts of alcohol (mimosas fot the win!) is mixing with the insane amounts of food ingested, thus testing the endurance of the participants.

Yep, this is stamina time.   Two adults are passed out, most of the little children are down for naps, the baby’s out, MastaG is looking heavy-lidded in the easy chair with his headphones on.

Of course, I could be helping clean up…

Baby giggles

There is nothing that warms the heart more than baby giggles.

WeePT is stingy with her giggles. If you do something she thinks is funny…she’ll laugh and laugh. Do it again an hour later? Nope. Not funny anymore.

I actually got giggles yesterday…AND got them on video. Blowing air between her toes is evidently VERY FUNNY. : )

Yay for me, its my dad anniversary!

Yep, folks, I’ve been a dad for 15 long years.  Pretty freakin awesome.

It couldn’t be any better, either.  I’ve often told people that my favorite job is being a dad, but the truth is I couldn’t imagine NOT being one.  At this point, its just baked into who I am.

…whats that?  Oh… it’s MastaG’s birthday too, apparently…

 

Critters in my house

I love my pets.

I’ve always had them around me…all my life. From dogs and cats…to my love of horses (I was lucky enough to have a friend share hers…I never owned one)…to hedgehogs…to canaries. Not of fan of the rodent family as pets, but they are cute.

Anyway. As I grew up, my childhood pets got old and passed on. I got my own dog in college. She actually was a pup that my friend had…but couldn’t keep because she exceeded the weight limit allowed at her apartment complex. Anyway, a Rotti-lab mix that ended up spending 12 glorious years with me. She was the best dog ever. It was hard to lose her

My ex and I adopted a beagle pup from a local shelter…and he’s a goof ball.I’m not sure if he’s so smart, he just doesn’t “associate” with people like us…or if he’s just..well, not smart. He’s a good boy though. Scared of loud noises (thunder, esp), doesn’t like to chase rabbits..he’d rather snuggle on the couch.

I also managed to accumulate 2 cats over the years. They are no trouble.. Apache tells me when there is a “hole” in his food bowl (he can see the bowl through the food)…and Spooky..well..she just lets us live here. They don’t bother me. I like having them around. Kitty biscuits and headbutts are a necessary thing in my life.

When the boys moved in 4 years ago, my pets had to adjust a bit

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The boys had some cats once…but it wasn’t a good experience for AT.

(Some history: http://oldetuma.atomictumor.com/2006/06/03/the-cat-situation/  http://oldetuma.atomictumor.com/2006/06/05/additions-to-the-family/ )

Anyway…I got kids..he got critters. We both had to learn patience in a whole new way. I think AT has done a good job. The foug-legs haven’t won him over totally, yet… but I’m seeing progress.

After AT and I got married, we bought a little doberman puppy for our family.

We had a full house…

 

 

I don’t know what it would be like without my pets. I love having them around. I hope the kids grow up loving their pets, too. The boys do love the critters. MastaG loves the beagle’s soft ears. Pigpen loves the cats…even though he pushes his luck with them sometimes and they whack him in the forehead. (Some cats don’t like kisses, btw) AT says they must get their love for animals from me…b/c both he and GAC weren’t really animal lovers. I’m ok with that…even though I’m not sure how that would happen.

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And then we got WeePT : )

Not a foug-legged addition… but an addition, non-the-less.

And she is already tickled at the animals. She screeches and flaps her arms when they come into her sight.

The doberman tolerates her petting him and playing with his collar.

The beagle gets up and walks away.

The black cat ignores her completely (but she does think the porta-crib is hers).

The yellow cat?

well.. he likes WeePT (so far)

Ladybug loves the Ladybug

Specifically, she loves the tag on the Ladybug…

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Of Skyrim and the circle of (video game) life…

So yesterday Skyrim, the newest, amazingly, gloriously detailed spectacle of awesomeness that is the latest installment in the Elder Scrolls series, came to our house.

And despite the years spent playing Morrowind and Oblivion, the two precursor games, it was not purchased by AT, and is not being played by AT.

No, this time I was outmanuvered by the 14 year old MastaG, who became as obsessed a player of Oblivion as I am, and preordered the game months ago.

Anybody that knows me and lives at the house that I live at know that I can get a little bit into video games.  When Bell was pregnant, she had the wisdom to buy me not one, but two video games, thus guaranteeing that I’d be leaving her alone while she slept on the couch.  I have to time my video game purchases for when there are minimal responsibilities for me, because I tend to tunnel vision into them, and when I look around, hours have passed and everybody is asleep.

No, having the baby around when AT got the newest sparkliest game would not be acceptable.  And MastaG counted on that…

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Punk.

Morning exercise

WeePT loves her jumper.