Overheard from upstairs over the weekend...


I don't know what The Little Man did...but Miss Peach didn't like it:/

Dream House

I found this house over the weekend...
LOVE! I mean LOVE!!! {{I want to wrap my arms around it and give it a hug}}
It's everything I want in a house...I don't know why I'm so attracted to uber modern...but me SO ATTRACTED=)
It's stone, it's metal, it's glass, it's wood...it's just SPECTACULAR *big sigh*
I'm a bit of a weirdo, 'cause now that this house is on my radar...I'm gonna walk past it any time I get the chance.
...and as if I didn't love it enough already...A GARAGE...A GARAGE...A GARAGE!!!

Yes...city folks are weird;)


Nope...just a four year old boy who Mommy turned her back on;P


I was all ready to update you guys with a Dunst Watch...

Yes, Dunst Watch is alive and well and living in my neighborhood news stand. I've just been a slacker in reporting it to you:P

Then The Little Man and I cheated...again...
We've been spending the late afternoon, sitting out on the front porch...petting Nermal:O

I know! Smokey would be devastated! But Nermal is SO cute...and fluffy...and cute...

I'm so ashamed:/

Rub a dub dub

I really have no explanation for what my kiddos are doing...
 They are silly little people that I have no control over...
Like right now...they won't stop giggling:D
I think they are too cute for their own good;P

Should've seen this coming

Happy Birthday Miss Peach! This year,  instead of ordering the fabulous custom bakery cake...Mommy bought a basic cake, and added the Disney Princesses at home.
I think I'm safe in assuming that Miss Peach couldn't tell the difference.
I suppose I should have seen this coming...
....and this...
...and this...

Yes...the cake was yummy:P

#91 A dog and a dining set

Daily Chuck...

It's kinda weird. I haven't done a Smokey/Chuck in over a week. I'll admit it to you guys...it's 'cause I have never liked our dining set, so I was blocking on it:/ I know that sounds mental...and there's nothing wrong with the dining set. Let's just leave it at...it's not the style I would have bought had I had the choice.

Between you and I...I don't think Smokey likes it either;P

Camp Update

It amazes me how overly nervous I was about sending The Little Man back to camp this week.

It doesn't bother me one bit if he gets in the pool. After all the swimming we've done (and we've done a lot) I know he isn't scared any more. If he chooses to swim, that's great. If he chooses not to, that's fine to. It's his decision.

I'm kinda in the mode of, if they can't get him in the pool...at this point, it's their problem. I got him swimming the last 7 days in a row. I even got him to reach his toes down and touch the bottom.

I didn't hear much Wednesday, but I got the vibe from Little Man that it did not go well:/

Today, at pick up, I was talking to Miss Peach's counselor about bringing cupcakes next week for her Birthday. It used to be, you could send pizza, or cupcakes for a Birthday...now it's all, so in so is allergic to cheese, or frosting gives my kiddo a rash...so you can't bring anything:( While I was clearing it with her counselor, the lead man came up and stood between our conversation...waiting...

Ugh...I just knew it was going to be a bad report about The Little Man. I could feel the pit in my stomach, and I didn't even want to acknowledge him there. I mean seriously, is it that hard to keep my four year old boy happy 3 days a week? Really?

"The Little Man had a great day today:)"

*blink, blink* I was all..."Really?"

He said "It started out kind of rough, but then I tried something...and it worked."

What did he try, you ask?

He tried to say he used some tactic he learned at blah-bitty-blah. In layman's terms, he bribed him. Which I'm totally cool with.

Now The Little Man has a cute little squishy toy that is his "camp buddy" and to get his camp buddy privilege, he listened to his counselor, swam in the pool, and was an all around super camper. The way I look at it, they gave him a choice...you do this, and you get that...and The Little Man chose to do this, and get that.

Thank goodness...'cause I just can't worry about the pool anymore.

Windy City

Holy tree down Batman!

I came running down the path, and saw this across it.
Here's me standing next to it, to give you some perspective...

Guess that storm was WAY worse than I thought:/

*photos courtesy of my crappy phone:/


Trouble...OH, we got trouble!
Right here in River City.
With a capitol "T" and that rhymes with "P"...

There's a new kitty in town folks, and he lives in the town home behind us. He's friendly and fluffy and he loves to be petted...any idea who's not so thrilled about this???

Things I can, and things I can't...

...talk about.

Last week...for lack of a better word...sucked:/

I find it hard to have a blog, and not be able to talk about certain things...but I can't.

So...I'm going to sit here and talk about my big toe, which I bruised at tennis a couple weeks ago. I bruised it again on Friday. Believe me when I tell you, the darn thing looks like it's going to fall off my foot. Not. So. Pretty:/

I've started running again, which is what I do when I'm stressed. I find it helps me think through my anxiety. During my entire run today...I felt like and old lady, which totally. bummed. me. out:/

...and then my toe fell off...not really:/

Yeah...so I want one on the patio

SO cute!

Swim Camp Mommy

It really bugged me that the camp counselor asked me about The Little Man and being tested. Not because there is any validity to it, and not because I give a sh*t about what he thinks.

What bothered me was that The Little Man was so uncomfortable at camp with swimming. I want to help him with this, kind of give him the tools to help him get through this.

SO...last Friday, we went to the pool at the club. He was reserved, and he didn't want to go in at first. I got in, and held up my arms...He only hesitated for a moment, and then he jumped into them.

I didn't go for much that day...he clung to me like a little monkey and we just walked all over the pool, splashing our hands and getting used to the water. Day 1 success:)

Saturday morning...we headed to the pool first thing. Little did I know that Sat. mornings are family swim class day. The pool was crawling with kiddos and parents. Little Man stopped dead in his tracks...uh uh Mommy...I'm not going in:/

I went in the pool anyway, turned around and faced him, and held out my arms. I wasn't going to force him...but I really hoped he'd come in...and doggone it...he did! We worked on getting him to let go of me, and that took some doing. I talked him into the noodles under his arms. The trick this day was bringing a little boat for him to follow around. It kind of took his mind off of worrying about the water. He chased that little boat up and down the pool. Day 2 success:)

Sunday morning...up and at 'em. We were the only folks in the pool at 9am. This day, we were gonna work on getting in the pool by ourselves, and hanging onto the side of the wall. Between you and I, it was shocking how fast my Little Man was turning into a duck to water;) He got it! He backed down the ladder, and hung onto the side of the wall while Mommy got the noodles. He did it over, and over, and over again. After paddling up and down the pool a few times, he said "Let go Mommy, I want to do it myself!" Day 3...MAJOR success:)

We took Monday off and went to the beach...so no swim practice...but today, we were right back in the pool. He got in by himself, he hung on the wall, and he went up and back, and up and back, and up and back, having fun every kick of the way.

Tomorrow we are going to a water park with one of his buddies, and I plan to have him in the pool at least three more days this week. Camp starts back up next Tuesday, and hopefully, he'll be comfortable with the whole protocol.

I didn't do this to make the stoopid camp counselor's day any easier. I could care less what he thinks. I did this to make The Little Man feel better about his camp experience. I want him to have a happy and fun summer. I felt like it was my job as a mom to give him the tools to do that. In this instance, the tools was getting him comfortable with the pool.

He may still not want to swim when it comes to camp...and I'm totally cool with that. It just seems, if they can't figure out how to teach a shy little guy how to swim...his mommy sure as heck knows how;)
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